You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 2851

The young tree was born by Bai Mengluan.

Bai Mengluan is tortured and crazy by Gu Yuanyuan.

When she remembered that her little tree was born by a woman like Bai Mengluan, she felt very uncomfortable.

She told herself repeatedly that Xiaoshu had nothing to do with Bai Mengluan.

But it's true that Xiaoshu stayed in Bai Mengluan's stomach for ten months.

It's also true that she didn't give birth to the little tree.

She is the biological mother of Xiaoshu, but she can't answer the question that Xiaoshu asks her now.

What would she say?

She didn't want to tell sapling the truth. Even when sapling grew up, she would know it. She didn't want sapling to know it now.

He's too young to deal with these complicated things.

There are too many things involved in it. Even if she told xiaoshumiaoer, xiaoshumiaoer would not understand why.

But she didn't want to lie to sapling.

If she cheated sapling, when sapling grew up and knew the truth, sapling would think, my mother would have lied.

My mom lied to me.

I was not born to my mother, but my mother told me how I was in my mother's stomach.

My mom lied to me.

She didn't want to make such an impression on the young trees.

She thought about it and closed her eyes. "Little tree, mom is a little carsick."

When she thought about Bai Mengluan, her face became a little bit bad, and she felt carsick.

Xiao shumiao'er immediately touched her face and raised her voice to snow who was driving: "brother snow, you drive slowly, mom is carsick."

Snow immediately slowed down and drove even slower.

Xiao shumiao'er holds Ye Xingbei's hand in one hand, gently rubs her stomach in the other hand, and whispers, "Mom, I'll sing for you. If you listen to me, you won't get carsick."

Ye Xingbei's heart is warm in a mess, and even the tip of his nose is sour. He wants to cry.

She did not dare to open her eyes, closed her eyes and nodded, "well, the little tree sings to her mother, so she won't get carsick."

The young tree began to sing: "I am a fish,

the air in the water,

you are careful and bad tempered,

without you, like a fish out of the water,

can't live,

swimming together,

love is a happy thing,

the end of the world,

I will never leave..."

Ye Xingbei clenched the little hands of the young trees and listened carefully.

The little milk sound of the sapling is soft and cute. It sounds very nice and emotional.

This, she believes, is how her son feels at the moment.

Without her, he is like a fish out of the water and can't live.

Even if the world ends, he won't leave her.

It's the same with her.

She is a fish, and the sapling is water. Without sapling, she will not live. Even if the world ends, she will hold his little hand tightly and never leave him.

Her young tree is so smart and sensible, and loves her so much. When he grows up, even if he knows the truth, he will not mind and will love her as always.

But this does not affect her regret.

If only she had given birth to the saplings

After xiaoshumiaoer finished singing, ye Xingbei held xiaoshumiaoer's hand and gave him a kiss: "baby, you are so warm. When my baby grows up, he must be a warm man!"

"Mm-hmm," said the young tree. "But mom, I only do warm things for you, Dad, grandfather and our family. I don't want to do central air conditioning."