Warm wife strikes

Chapter 1163 Both of them are here (3)
Bai Shan stopped the car, Fu Ya got out of the car, and asked Bai Shan to open the driver's door, and then let Bai Shan come out. After Bai Shan came out, Fu Ya sat in. Bai Shan understood what Fu Ya meant, and quickly got in. rear seat.

Fu Ya turned the car speed to the maximum. Along the way, the car kept reminding her that she had exceeded the speed limit, please slow down, but Fu Ya didn't care at all. At this moment, she was worried about her precious son, and she just wanted to hurry over to see him .

Bai Shan had seen Fu Ya's driving skills before, but the speed at that time was nothing compared to the current speed. He was a man, and he wanted to vomit already because of the speed. How is it constructed so that it can continue to drive so fast for so long? Moreover, the most important thing is that she not only drives fast, but also drives relatively safely, which will not make people feel very thrilling, but exciting, There must be.

Many people like to play some exciting games to relax when they are stressed at work, and racing is their preferred game.

When Baishan was between 25 and 28 years old, he would also choose to use racing cars to release his tense nerves. However, after 28 years old, when he was older, his heart would be a little bit HOLD when he played such exciting and thrilling games.

When he was racing, he had never seen anyone. Although he would not be on the list, he knew the speed of those racers clearly. Damn, if Fu Ya went racing, those who ranked in the racing world The veterans who are number one must give up their positions respectfully.

At this moment, as a man, he really wanted to throw up.

However, he knew that Fu Ya must be worried about something, so he didn't say it, but jokingly said: "Xiao Xing, with your car skills, it's really a pity not to go racing."

"Jun Ming has a fever." Fu Ya did not respond to Bai Shan's topic, but spoke out what she was worried about. Although Bai Shan was called by Lei Zifeng to help her, after getting along with each other these days, she had already put Bai Shan As a friend.

"Xiao Xing, don't worry, Wang Mubai is a doctor, and Meng Jinfeng is also a doctor. Both of them are doctors. If Xiao Junming has a fever, nothing will happen. Don't worry too much." Bai Shan explained .

It turned out that Xiao Junming had a fever, no wonder Fu Ya was so anxious and worried.

Fu Ya slapped the steering wheel, "By the way, I'd have forgotten about it if you didn't tell me."

"If you care about it, you will be confused. You can drive slowly now. If you drive too fast, it is still bad. It is easy to cause traffic accidents, and there are many police cars behind." Bai Shan touched the cold sweat on his head and said.

"No, although Wang Mubai and Meng Jinfeng are both doctors, I'm still worried. If you can't stand it, you can tell me and I will slow down." Fu Ya said.

Bai Shan was ashamed, did he want a big man to say that he couldn't stand the speed of the car and Fu Ya should drive slower?This is simply ruining his tall image of a big man, so Bai Shan decided that even if he wanted to vomit, he had to grit his teeth and swallow the acid water into his stomach without spitting it out. Otherwise, his face would be ruined. Lost it all.

Fu Ya's speed still didn't stop. Although she knew that Bai Shan was right, knowing that her baby had a fever still made her very worried. However, at this time, she was no longer blindly immersed in the single scene of rushing to Wang Mubai's house. What she thought was that although her son was in good health, he would still catch colds two or three times a year, and if that year, Fu Ya would take her son to the hospital for a check-up, and the minor illness would be cured. Treatment is that serious illnesses are a bit nerve-wracking, and a little illness can also enhance the body's resistance. There is a saying that goes well, if minor illnesses continue, serious illnesses will not occur.

When we arrived at Wang Mubai's house, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

"Xiao Xing, you are here. After Xiao Junming got a fever, he kept calling 'Mommy', which made my heart ache." Meng Jinfeng brought Fu Ya into the house, with all kinds of expressions in his tone. Distressed.

"How's the situation? Are you okay?" Fu Ya was also very worried.

"There is nothing wrong with my body. Fortunately, I found out early and Mu Bai was also at home. Now the fever has subsided, but Xiao Junming didn't sleep well. You can find out after going to see it." Meng Jinfeng pulled Fu Ya walked to the room where Naibao slept, talking while walking.

At this time, the lights in Meng Jinfeng's house were all turned on. Although she had treated many children with colds and fevers, after seeing the little milk bag with a fever this time, she kept calling to see Mommy. , the maternal feelings in her heart flooded like a tide, and she really wanted to be Xiao Junming's mother, so she hugged Xiao Junming in her arms and loved her a lot.

Fu Ya walked into the room, and saw her precious son wake up. The little milk bag saw Fu Ya, and remembered, but Fu Ya took a step first, walked to the bed, hugged his small body, and raised his hand to touch it. She touched his forehead, and then touched her own forehead, and found that the temperature of the two of them was already close, and the fever had subsided. After she calmed down, she said softly, "Baby, Mommy is here."

"Mommy, I want to go home." Little Naibao pursed her pale lips and said.

Fu Ya paused, and then said: "Okay, let's go home now."

Fu Ya put the clothes on the little milk bag, and then stood up with him in her arms. Looking back, she saw Meng Jinfeng leaning on Wang Mubai's arms, looking at Xiao Junming in Fu Ya's arms, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Xiao Xing, are you going back?" Meng Jinfeng asked in a hoarse voice when she saw Fu Ya turn around holding the little milk bag. To be honest, she really likes children, and she really likes children , especially seeing such a cute child as Xiao Junming, I like it very much.

"Well, I have really troubled you these few days, thank you." Fu Ya said sincerely.

The little milk is wrapped in Fu Ya's arms, wrapping around Fu Ya's neck. At this time, he does not look like an adult at all, he is completely like a five-year-old child who depends on his mother, "Aunt Meng, Xiaojun Ming will come to see you in the future, I had a great time at Aunt Meng's house these few days."

Hearing Xiao Nai Bao said that he had a good time at his home, Meng Jinfeng felt very happy, couldn't help but walked over, hugged Xiao Nai Bao, stroked his soft hair, and said softly: "Since you like Playing at Aunt Meng's house, it's so late, why do you have to go back? It's dark, it's too unsafe. "

Little Naibao raised her pale lips and said with a weak smile: "Aunt Meng's place is very fun, but it's not my home after all. One day, I have to leave too."

(End of this chapter)