Chapter 2273 Can't Close

Chapter 694

Xiao Sizhou stared at Qin Ya, wrinkled her little nose again, and turned her head in doubt, "Mother, Aunt Qin Ya even blessed Aunt Nanhe in her dream, why do you like this again?"

Mo Shanghua knelt down and stroked his furry head. Just as she was about to explain, her eyes froze suddenly, "What are you talking about in a dream?"

Xiao Sizhou looked at Moshanghua strangely, with a fat baby face, and said solemnly: "It's Aunt Qin Ya's dream."

Not to mention Mo Shanghua, even Qin Ya's eyes widened in shock, and she looked at Xiao Sizhou in disbelief, "How do you know that I dreamed about Nan He getting married yesterday?"

Mo Shanghua's complexion gradually became serious, and she pressed her hands on Sizhou's small shoulders, "Sizhou, tell mother, how do you know what happened in Aunt Qin Ya's dream?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Sizhou took it for granted, and was puzzled by Mo Shanghua's behavior, "I can see it."

After a pause, his dark eyes fixed on Mo Shanghua's beautiful face again, and said: "But I can't see mother, mother is lying, you just said you can dream, but you obviously Nothing at all."

Mo Shanghua frowned again, she didn't understand Xiao Sizhou's current situation, she clearly had a few dreams yesterday, Xiao Sizhou could see through Qin Ya, why couldn't she see through her?

Qin Ya was so startled that she couldn't close her mouth.

But Xiao Sizhou was deeply confused by this, and his little face was so tangled that it almost twisted.

Mo Shanghua thought over and over again, and finally decided to temporarily suppress the matter. She wanted to mention it to Yan Beicheng, but after thinking about it, she decided to observe and observe first.

Xiao Sizhou was already three years old, and Yan Beicheng had already taken him out to sleep by himself this year, but Mo Shanghua still brought Xiao Sizhou over that night, intending to quietly observe whether there was anything unusual about his son at night.

It just so happened that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching at that time, and Yan Beicheng had a lot of affairs, and he came back quite late these few days, and Xiao Sizhou always went to bed early, so today, only Mo Shanghua was with him.

With her mother beside her, Xiao Sizhou slept faster and more peacefully.

Mo Shanghua stayed awake all the time, and by noon she couldn't bear it any longer, holding Xiao Sizhou in one hand, her eyes narrowed uncontrollably.

At this moment, the little man in his arms suddenly became hot, like a small stove, extremely hot.

Mo Shanghua, who had just been sleepy, suddenly woke up, and immediately raised her hand to touch her son's forehead, and it turned out to be equally hot.

But after Mo Shanghua took the pulse again, the pulse condition was not abnormal at all, and there was not even the slightest blush caused by fever on her face.

Mo Shanghua hurriedly got up and lit the candlestick, shook the little Sizhou gently, and kept whispering: "Sizhou, Sizhou—"

The sound became more anxious and anxious, and my heart was completely flustered.

Xiao Sizhou's current state is exactly the same as Yan Beicheng's symptoms three years ago, but Ning Fuzhi has already returned to the Wuxian clan, and no one can save them right now.

Thinking of how Yan Beicheng was unconscious back then, Mo Shanghua's hands trembled, and she simply hugged Xiao Sizhou directly.

Never thought that Xiao Sizhou didn't feel anything strange, just blinked and opened his eyes again, looking at Moshanghua with a blank face, the temperature on his body also dropped instantly.

However, when he opened his eyes sleepily, he looked at Moshang Hua Nuonuo and said, "Sister, you found me."