When Ning Yan put it on the sand, Xiao Yueguang did not cry or make a fuss, but her little face wrinkled.

Even though Ning Yan was still beside him, Xiao Yueguang still held Ning Yan's hand tightly with one hand, staring at her with big eyes motionless.

As soon as Ning Yan picked up the bowl, he saw Xiao Yueguang's eyes unbounced, and a slap inexplicably lost his heart.

His eyes were very much like Zhan Xicheng.

Ning Yan almost couldn't hold the bowl firmly. She was stunned for a long time before her face regained her smile.

"Be good, mom won't leave." Ning Yan said with a smile and sat down and fed him.

Ning Yan handed it on, but Xiao Yueguang refused to eat it, and buried her head in her arms, looking extremely aggrieved.

Ning Yan frowned and comforted softly: "Baby eat something, otherwise your stomach will be uncomfortable."

She really doesn't understand why she has autism, her IQ is hundreds of times higher than that of children of the same age.

Thinking of it, Ning Yan's eyes were slightly red, but such a cute child closed himself...

Xiao Yueguang still shook his head. Others can't force him to do what he doesn't want to do.

Ning Yan persuaded him several times, but Xiao Yueguang was still indifferent. Ning Yan's eyes turned red with anxiety.

Seeing the tears on Ning Yan's face, Xiao Yueguang frowned, suddenly crawled into Ning Yan's arms, raised his hand to wipe her tears.

"Mom doesn't cry." Although Xiao Yueguang had no expression on his face, he could see that his brows frowned.

He still has emotional fluctuations, at least he will comfort people, even if that person is her!

"Mom doesn't cry, can you eat well?" Ning Yan felt very tired and couldn't help speaking again.

This time, Xiao Yueguang nodded without hesitation. The two-year-old child looked too sensible, so sensible that Ning Yan felt distressed.

After a while, Xiao Yueguang ate all the bowl of noodles in Ning Yan's hand.

I raised my eyes and looked at my mother seriously, as if I was afraid that she would be angry.

Looking at his son's gaze, Ning Yan felt inexplicably uncomfortable and hugged him back to the room.

"Mom, don't be angry." Xiao Yueguang said softly, "Mom, don't leave!"

As he said that, he held one of Ning Yan's fingers and his eyes were slightly red.

Ning Yan smiled, put his son on the carpet, and said softly: "Mom has a job, baby, you have to understand your mother. Don't separate from you after your mother is done, okay?"

When Xiao Yueguang heard Ning Yan's words, she felt a little disappointed. She retracted her little hand and knelt on the carpet and ignored Ning Yan.

Ning Yan knew that he was angry like this!

Then, Xiao Yueguang knelt on the carpet and piled up the blocks to play with it.

When Ning Yan talked to him, he just raised his eyes lightly without any expression.

Ning Yan smiled helplessly, sat aside and looked at him quietly.

Her son is such a stingy man!

He is really smart. The building blocks are piled up in a short while and they are piled up in many different shapes.

But when it came to the back, Ning Yan found something was wrong.

Every time the building blocks piled up are pushed down by the little moonlight, and then the shape they just now is built up, and then they are pushed down again...

After tossing and turning this movement for more than a dozen times, Ning Yan's face turned pale in an instant.

She suddenly heard what the doctor said.

"He lives in his own world and will repeat an action and will not feel bored. This is a symptom of autism..."

Autism!

Now these three words are like Ning Yan, slowly swallowing her heart.

Seeing such a son, why don’t she complain or hate her?

Updated at 10 o'clock.
Chapter completed!