Ning Qing was really helpless. This child had really been taught badly by Lou qingyue. His mind was only filled with her so-called " mother.
She threw away her annoyance and said patiently, " Mohan, you haven't eaten anything today. Aren't you hungry? "
The boy was clearly unable to react to the sudden change in topic.
Ning Qing smiled. I've asked someone to prepare some food for you. You can go to bed after eating.
Lou Mohan came back to his senses and pouted his clean little face. I don't eat bad people's food.
"Mommy is not a bad person."
“……”
you're still young. Your stomach will hurt if you're hungry. You'll be the one who'll feel uncomfortable. I'll have to ask the doctor to give you an injection then.
Ordinary three to five-year-old children hated words like doctors and hospitals the most, just like youzi, who wanted to cry when she heard about injections.
Ning Qing used these words to scare him, but he didn't even move his eyebrows.
