Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

"How much do you know? Little kid!" Lin Jinrong whispered.

Tang Xin waved her small fist, "I am not a kid."

He suddenly said a little harshly: "Just now, I ran into it, kid, you haven't developed yet!? Fourteen this year, or thirteen!? Huh?"

The seventeen-year-old girl was brutally insulted, "I'm seventeen years old!"

"The IQ is not online, and the body is not like." He summed up badly, and then pushed out the wheelchair.

Before I went out, I saw my mother.

Mother Lin looked at her son in surprise, because he was actually smiling.

"Jin Rong, why are you so happy?" Mother Lin was in a good mood, pushing him toward the bedroom.

Lin Jinrong reached out and stroked his face, did he smile?

"It's okay!" He said lightly: "I saw a little fool in the book just now, it was very interesting."

Mother Lin sighed, "Don't shut yourself up in the study all day, and go out to bask in the sun. It will help your recovery."

Lin Jinrong nodded, "I know, Mom. Don't worry, I will be able to walk normally within half a year."

He can only stand for a while now, and he can't use force yet. Just now he helped the little idiot with a book and it was so painful...

Thinking of that little fool, Lin Jinrong's mouth wore a faint smile.

Little fool, it's quite interesting.

However, he lied.

She was not unexpected. Although it was not big there, it looked like a steamed bun, with a look and feel, and it felt good.

Yes, he accidentally touched her...

Lin Jinrong was in a good mood all day, which is rare.

It was just that when he was reading the newspaper, he saw the news of Pei Huan, and his mind sank again.

Mother Lin looked at the newspaper on the table and saw why he was in a bad mood.

"It's all over! Don't think about it anymore." Mother Lin patted him.

Lin Jinrong looked ahead and said softly after a long time: "Mom, do you believe me, I have expectations for that child."

Because Pei Huan is Pei Qiqi's younger sister, that child should be somewhat like Qiqi, with blood similar to Pei Qiqi-eight.

Mother Lin was sad and didn't say anything.

That was the destiny of the child, and he was destined not to be born.

Lin Jinrong looked down, "I'm going to the yard to relax and want to be quiet."

Mother Lin nodded: "I'll push you back in a while."

Lin Jinrong went out by himself, slowly out...

On the summer solstice, the wisteria in the long corridor of the yard bloomed just right, and there was a sweet smell in the air.

He is here, Pei Qiqi is over there.

When his eyes met, it was E Ran.

A short ten meters is their total distance.

After a long time, Pei Qiqi walked over here and stood still.

"Long time no see." He lowered his eyes and said lightly.

Pei Qiqi walked, walked behind him, pushed his wheelchair, and slowly said: "Jin Rong, I will push you for a walk."

His eyes were a little hot, and it took him a long time to restrain him: "Pei Qiqi, don't think that I will forgive you for breaking your faith."

"I know, so I can keep pushing you until your legs are good." She promised earnestly, "If you can't leave when my child is born, I will let my child push his uncle."

He turned his head and stared at her: "Pei Qiqi, you are cursing me!"

"I'm stimulating you." She looked at him with a smile: "Think about the situation. The little guy will even push your wheelchair down, pour sand in, or dress your wheelchair as a princess car."

Lin Jinrong's face is going black... This is what she wants to do! ! ! ?