Triplets: Daddy, Please Pamper Us Lightly -
Chapter 288 - 287: Son Seems Like a Different Person_1
Chapter 288: Chapter 287: Son Seems Like a Different Person_1
The next morning, the warm sunlight gilded the pale wooden floor with a layer of golden light.
Qi Momo turned over in the soft bed and curled up in a sweet embrace.
With his eyes closed, he subconsciously mumbled, "Mommy, you smell so good."
Yan Ling, who was about to tuck him in, paused momentarily.
He still had that sweet mouth despite her absence for such a long time.
She ruffled his hair and said with a smile, "You sleep a little longer. Mommy will go make your breakfast."
The soft voice echoed in Qi Momo’s ears, and he woke with a start.
When he opened his sleepy eyes and saw Yan Ling’s beautiful and familiar face, he was completely stupefied.
So, last night wasn’t a dream!
He had indeed been brought home by her!
Yan Ling looked at the dazed little guy, her face full of affection.
The Yuan Bao she knew was always full of energy and quirky.
It was rare to see him behaving in such a self-possessed and faux-deep manner.
Thinking about how last night he had fainted in front of her without a word, Yan Ling softened her voice unconsciously, "It’s been such a short time since we last saw each other, don’t you recognize mommy anymore?"
Hearing the word ’mommy’ again, Qi Momo’s eyes widened.
Didn’t she dislike him?
Why was she suddenly being so nice to him?
Seeing Qi Momo’s furrowed brows and his continuous silence, Yan Ling thought he might be feeling unwell.
In a worried voice she asked, "Yuan Bao, what’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Yuan Bao?
Who was Yuan Bao?
Qi Momo was full of doubts, but when he met those concerned eyes, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
"I’m fine, I don’t feel uncomfortable anywhere."
Seeing the huskiness in his voice, Yan Ling examined his complexion, which was a bit pale. Still not reassured, she took his little hand and felt his pulse.
His stomach was a bit cold, probably because he had been chilled during the night.
Yan Ling tucked in the quilt around Qi Momo and said softly, "You get some more sleep. Mommy will go and make you your favorite yam and job’s tears porridge."
On hearing the name of the porridge, Qi Momo’s face turned even paler.
He was allergic to yam. If he touched yam, he would break out in a rash all over his body.
Just as Yan Ling was getting ready to get up, someone tugged at her clothes. She turned around to see her son looking at her as if he wanted to say something but thought better of it.
"Don’t want to have porridge?"
After thinking for a while, Qi Momo nodded his head.
He vaguely sensed that she had mistaken him for someone else!
To avoid letting the cat out of the bag, it was better not to have the porridge.
"If you don’t want to have porridge, then mommy won’t make it."
Just as Qi Momo was feeling relieved that he wouldn’t have to drink yam porridge, Yan Ling said the next moment, "Then I’ll make the yam spare ribs soup for you. That’s also good for your stomach!"
Qi Momo: ...
Was she at loggerheads with yams?
In order to escape the yam ordeal, Qi Momo had to take the initiative to speak up, "I don’t want to eat yam, I want to eat noodles."
Eat noodles?
Didn’t Yuan Bao always hate noodles?
Yan Ling slightly frowned, her face full of concern, "Baby, did something happen to you recently?"
Otherwise, why did it feel like he had become a different person?
Before, her son would wake up and give her a big kiss.
Then he would chatter away about all the funny things that happened during his training.
But today, he seemed exceptionally cold and cautious.
Even his voice sounded strange.
Even though it was hoarse, one could still feel it didn’t sound like before.
The main thing was, he actually said he wanted to eat noodles, something he never liked before.
This was too strange!
Had her son lost his senses from all his training recently?
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