"We don't know if the baby in cousin-in-law's stomach is a boy or a girl. It might be a little niece. Do you want your little niece to sleep with you?"
Ruan Mengmeng's tone was completely like she was coaxing a child, and she did not take the boy's words seriously.
However, little yueze's dark blue eyes were fixed on her stomach. He nodded his head with absolute certainty."Little Yingluo's nephew is wrong. I want my little nephew to accompany me. "
Yueze's eyes looked clear and transparent, but the dark blue in his eyes made them look a little darker.
He didn't look like a very happy child.
It was just that when he looked at ruan Mengmeng's stomach, he would show an especially close look.
It was really a wonderful thing.
He was clearly a child with a mental illness.
What ruan Mengmeng did not understand was that autistic children would have some social barriers and would only be willing to stay in their own world and not interact with others.
