Raise you just to eat you

The child said it was hot, so Mu Qing had to stop to take care of his condition. After touching his forehead, there was no symptom of fever. Think about it, it might be because the heating in the room is too high, and Su Yu is wearing too thick clothes.

She raised her hand to take off his down jacket and put it aside, seeing how he was lying obediently and let her play with her, Mu Qing suddenly couldn't help but wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

After shaking off the clothes on the two of them, Mu Qing pulled the quilt and wrapped her arms around Su Xiaoyu tightly.

I haven't seen Su Yu for more than a year, but he has grown a lot, and he feels a lot more weight when holding him. Mu Qing hugged his fragrant and warm little body, feeling a bit sad like "I have a young girl in my family" feel.

"Brother." The child didn't know what he was thinking, and huddled in his arms, clutching the clothes on his chest boredly: "Mom said that when I graduate from junior high school, I will go home and go to high school."

"Graduated from junior high school?" Mu Qing frowned, thinking about how time flies, Su Xiaoyu will be going to high school in a blink of an eye.

"Yeah." Su Xiaoyu didn't seem very happy, pouted and said that he didn't want to go home to school.

Without thinking about it, he knew that he was afraid of experiencing the feeling of not being valued by his parents again. Mu Qing sighed, lowered her head and kissed his forehead.

"Tell mom?"

"No." The child shook his head: "I dare not."

Grandma kept telling him that his parents were very busy, and he couldn't make them angry if he wanted to be a good boy. In addition, Su's father and Su's mother ignored him for a long time. After a long time, whenever he was wronged, he would naturally think It must be Mu Qing.

So in a certain sense, Mu Qing's psychological battle was quite good.

Knowing that the relationship between him and his parents has never been very close, Mu Qing thought for a while, maybe he can use this opportunity to gamble again, although doing so is indeed a little sorry for Su Xiaoyu's parents.

Su Xiaoyu was really tired because he had been in the car for almost a day when he came here, so he nestled in Mu Qing's warm arms and fell asleep again after a while.

Mu Qing's spirits were not bad, she hugged him and leaned sideways, just staring at the child's peaceful sleeping face and stared blankly for almost a night.

In the middle of the night, Mu Qing was woken up by a rustling sound. Su Xiaoyu in her arms was moving dishonestly and humming non-stop, which sounded like she was suffering.

Mu Qing woke up, and raised her hand to turn on the small lamp beside the bed. Under the honey-yellow light, Su Yu's fair little face was also shone with a layer of warm light.

I don't know if it's because of the physical discomfort. The child has been sweating non-stop, the hair on his forehead is wet, and his little face is also flushed, and it feels hot to the touch.

Mu Qing was taken aback and thought he had a fever, so he hurriedly lifted the quilt to go down to get the thermometer. The cold wind poured in from the corner of the opened quilt, and Su Yu groaned a few times, not sure if it was uncomfortable or comfortable.

The legs under the quilt were also constantly rubbing against each other, and the fair and slender neck was stained with a pink blush.

Mu Qing stopped, stretched out her hand to touch his hot cheek, the cold feeling immediately made the child hug it eagerly, and kept rubbing his face.

Moaning and whimpering, she kept calling Mu Qing's name indistinctly. Mu Qing pursed her lips, and suddenly withdrew her hand forcefully, turned around and walked out quickly.