I don’t know how long it took, but his perception gradually returned to Shen Wenqi. He seemed to hear the sound of footsteps, so he sank the dantian, woke up from the deep state of practicing, and slowly opened his eyes.
When he turned his head and saw his mother Jiang Yibai staring at him blankly, he looked surprised and surprised, and a little worried.
Shen Wenqi quickly stood up and asked: Mom, are you not asleep yet?
He didn't know why Jiang Yibai came to his room at this time, and guessed that there should be something to ask him.
Bad boy!What are you doing?Not wearing any clothes yet.
After taking a shower, Jiang Yibai habitually came to Shen Wenqi's room before going to bed.
Because his son is autistic and only feels kind to his family, the doctor advises to communicate more with the patients. His current illness is like a piece of ice, and he should slowly melt him with family affection.
So according to the doctor's advice, Jiang Yibai would come to his son's room to check it out every night before going to bed and talk to him about his life and study situation for the whole day.
Although it was very difficult to communicate with Shen Wenqi at that time, Jiang Yibai never lost his patience, and she always believed that miracles would happen.
This time, Shen Wenqi returned after recovering from illness. As a mother, she was extremely happy. Through the phone and confirmed tonight, she finally confirmed that her son's illness should have been cured.
But her habit had not changed yet, and she subconsciously came to her son's room.
As soon as Jiang Yibai entered the door, he found that his son was lying on the carpet in a strange position, facing the door, which surprised her.
I don’t understand what’s wrong with my son. Has he got sick again?
Just as he was thinking about it, Shen Wenqi suddenly got together, Jiang Yibai saw his son's naked and strong body and the little dragon with his head drooping.
Jiang Yibai was slightly stunned and said something to his son in a angrily way.
Shen Wenqi then realized that he was not wearing any clothes, and his face turned red and he forgot about practicing martial arts.
He immediately took a towel on the bed and put it around his waist, covering the sleeping dragon.
Haha...Okay mom.
Shen Wenqi smiled embarrassedly, indicating that he had already covered his ugly head.
Only then did he see that Jiang Yibai, who had just left the bath, was only wearing a suspender lace pajama. He couldn't help but suffocate his breathing and his heartbeat also accelerated.
Jiang Yi's white hair dissipated like a dark cloud, covering her pretty face that was broken by a snap of her fingers. Although her hair was still wet, it kept emitting an attractive fragrance. Her snow-white and slender jade neck stood up like a swan, forming a beautiful picture in the world.
Jiang Yibai's neck showed most of her crisp breasts, her snow-white skin and deep ravines, making people think about it.
After a closer look, the two cherries were vaguely visible on the two peaks that were about to emerge, and they were obviously not wearing bras.
A fragrance that is a mixture of the unique body fragrance and shower fluid of mature women, emanates from deep grooves, making people feel so heart-warming when they smell it.
The short pajamas only hit Jiang Yibai's thighs at the base of his thighs. His skin was like milk, and his straight and slender thighs were completely exposed to the air.
Hearing his son's words, Jiang Yibai turned his head and saw Shen Wenqi wearing a towel around his waist, and gave him a blank look.
After all, he is his own son. Jiang Yibai didn't care much about it either.
Wen Qi, why are you lying on the ground in such a strange position?
Jiang Yibai couldn't help asking. She was really afraid that this behavior was still a sign of autism not recovering.
Mom, I'm exercising!
Shen Wenqi's thoughts were made of electric shock and quickly came up with a reason: This is the action given to me by a yoga teacher in the United States. It is a way to practice waist strength and improve the vitality of the entire body.
oh……
Jiang Yibai recalled the action just now and thought about it carefully. It was indeed possible to achieve the effect his son said, so he felt relieved.
Wen Qi, you feel that your illness has completely recovered?
Jiang Yibai asked, while sitting by his son's bed.
From the angle where Shen Wenqi was standing, you could see from a high point that a pair of plump white and smooth plump in the loose pajama collar after Jiang Yibai sat down.
They kept rising and falling with the rhythm of Jiang Yibai's speech, and a pair of cherry red and shy and pink buds appeared and faintly appeared in it.
After sitting down, Jiang Yibai's short pajamas could only barely cover part of the round white thighs, as if the scenery inside could be seen at any time.
Shen Wenqi only felt his mouth dry, and his clone gradually grew uncontrollably, and he was about to poke his head out from under the towel around his waist.
I feel that it should be completely better, and I no longer feel the original feeling of depression in my heart.
Shen Wenqi took advantage of the opportunity to speak and sat next to Jiang Yibai on the edge of the bed to avoid standing and let Jiang Yibai see the embarrassment.
That's good……
Jiang Yibai looked at his son's handsome face and recalled Shen Wenqi's condition when he was sick before. He didn't know how many times he had secretly been sad, but now he has finally come to an end.
Tears of joy flowed out uncontrollably for a moment, and the big stone suppressed in my heart completely fell at this moment.
Seeing that his mother suddenly shed tears, Shen Wenqi understood what was going on after thinking about it. He quickly took the tissue and handed it to Jiang Yibai, comforting him: Mom, don’t cry, I will never have to worry about you again in the future.
Yes...good boy.
Jiang Yibai took the tissue, wiped the tears from his face, and calmed down his excited feelings.
Wen Qi, who did you learn your painting skills?
After Jiang Yibai stabilized his emotions, he talked about painting skills.
Oh, it was my own practice when I was studying humanities and history in Cambridge.
Shen Wenqi found a reason that could not be verified.
Oh... I haven't seen you practice before.
Jiang Yibai asked subconsciously, but he had no doubts, because her son's genius learning ability had already numbed her.
hehe……
Shen Wenqi did not follow up, too much talk would lead to mistakes, and there was no need to explain too much.
Then the mother and son chatted for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Yibai planned to go back to his room to sleep.
After Jiang Yibai got up from the edge of the bed, he straightened his waist first, but only halfway through it. As if he had encountered some resistance, his waist bent back, looking very uncomfortable on his face, and then he gently hammered his waist with both hands.
Mom, have you had your waist disease again?
Shen Wenqi saw Jiang Yibai's actions and asked with concern.
It's Ah!It’s an old problem, just take it slow.
This is when Jiang Yibai was young. During an exercise, she accidentally sprained her waist. She didn't care at the time and did not treat it in time, which turned out to be a chronic stubborn waist disease.
Mom, why don’t I give you a massage!
Jiang Yibai hesitated for a moment. Because of this waist disease, she looked for various methods to treat it. She tried all of them such as massage, acupuncture, taking medicine, and applying ointments, but the results were not ideal.
Shen Wenqi saw Jiang Yibai's question and said:
Mom, don’t forget that I am a top student at Harvard Medical School.
Shen Wenqi obtained a doctorate degree from Harvard Medical School in the United States and has a medical license.
Alas... OK!It hurts a little a little bit now.
Although Jiang Yibai didn't think Shen Wenqi's massage would have any effect, he was still very happy about his son's filial piety.
She probably was tired when cooking today, and she was very busy during this period and had frequent back pain recently.
When he turned his head and saw his mother Jiang Yibai staring at him blankly, he looked surprised and surprised, and a little worried.
Shen Wenqi quickly stood up and asked: Mom, are you not asleep yet?
He didn't know why Jiang Yibai came to his room at this time, and guessed that there should be something to ask him.
Bad boy!What are you doing?Not wearing any clothes yet.
After taking a shower, Jiang Yibai habitually came to Shen Wenqi's room before going to bed.
Because his son is autistic and only feels kind to his family, the doctor advises to communicate more with the patients. His current illness is like a piece of ice, and he should slowly melt him with family affection.
So according to the doctor's advice, Jiang Yibai would come to his son's room to check it out every night before going to bed and talk to him about his life and study situation for the whole day.
Although it was very difficult to communicate with Shen Wenqi at that time, Jiang Yibai never lost his patience, and she always believed that miracles would happen.
This time, Shen Wenqi returned after recovering from illness. As a mother, she was extremely happy. Through the phone and confirmed tonight, she finally confirmed that her son's illness should have been cured.
But her habit had not changed yet, and she subconsciously came to her son's room.
As soon as Jiang Yibai entered the door, he found that his son was lying on the carpet in a strange position, facing the door, which surprised her.
I don’t understand what’s wrong with my son. Has he got sick again?
Just as he was thinking about it, Shen Wenqi suddenly got together, Jiang Yibai saw his son's naked and strong body and the little dragon with his head drooping.
Jiang Yibai was slightly stunned and said something to his son in a angrily way.
Shen Wenqi then realized that he was not wearing any clothes, and his face turned red and he forgot about practicing martial arts.
He immediately took a towel on the bed and put it around his waist, covering the sleeping dragon.
Haha...Okay mom.
Shen Wenqi smiled embarrassedly, indicating that he had already covered his ugly head.
Only then did he see that Jiang Yibai, who had just left the bath, was only wearing a suspender lace pajama. He couldn't help but suffocate his breathing and his heartbeat also accelerated.
Jiang Yi's white hair dissipated like a dark cloud, covering her pretty face that was broken by a snap of her fingers. Although her hair was still wet, it kept emitting an attractive fragrance. Her snow-white and slender jade neck stood up like a swan, forming a beautiful picture in the world.
Jiang Yibai's neck showed most of her crisp breasts, her snow-white skin and deep ravines, making people think about it.
After a closer look, the two cherries were vaguely visible on the two peaks that were about to emerge, and they were obviously not wearing bras.
A fragrance that is a mixture of the unique body fragrance and shower fluid of mature women, emanates from deep grooves, making people feel so heart-warming when they smell it.
The short pajamas only hit Jiang Yibai's thighs at the base of his thighs. His skin was like milk, and his straight and slender thighs were completely exposed to the air.
Hearing his son's words, Jiang Yibai turned his head and saw Shen Wenqi wearing a towel around his waist, and gave him a blank look.
After all, he is his own son. Jiang Yibai didn't care much about it either.
Wen Qi, why are you lying on the ground in such a strange position?
Jiang Yibai couldn't help asking. She was really afraid that this behavior was still a sign of autism not recovering.
Mom, I'm exercising!
Shen Wenqi's thoughts were made of electric shock and quickly came up with a reason: This is the action given to me by a yoga teacher in the United States. It is a way to practice waist strength and improve the vitality of the entire body.
oh……
Jiang Yibai recalled the action just now and thought about it carefully. It was indeed possible to achieve the effect his son said, so he felt relieved.
Wen Qi, you feel that your illness has completely recovered?
Jiang Yibai asked, while sitting by his son's bed.
From the angle where Shen Wenqi was standing, you could see from a high point that a pair of plump white and smooth plump in the loose pajama collar after Jiang Yibai sat down.
They kept rising and falling with the rhythm of Jiang Yibai's speech, and a pair of cherry red and shy and pink buds appeared and faintly appeared in it.
After sitting down, Jiang Yibai's short pajamas could only barely cover part of the round white thighs, as if the scenery inside could be seen at any time.
Shen Wenqi only felt his mouth dry, and his clone gradually grew uncontrollably, and he was about to poke his head out from under the towel around his waist.
I feel that it should be completely better, and I no longer feel the original feeling of depression in my heart.
Shen Wenqi took advantage of the opportunity to speak and sat next to Jiang Yibai on the edge of the bed to avoid standing and let Jiang Yibai see the embarrassment.
That's good……
Jiang Yibai looked at his son's handsome face and recalled Shen Wenqi's condition when he was sick before. He didn't know how many times he had secretly been sad, but now he has finally come to an end.
Tears of joy flowed out uncontrollably for a moment, and the big stone suppressed in my heart completely fell at this moment.
Seeing that his mother suddenly shed tears, Shen Wenqi understood what was going on after thinking about it. He quickly took the tissue and handed it to Jiang Yibai, comforting him: Mom, don’t cry, I will never have to worry about you again in the future.
Yes...good boy.
Jiang Yibai took the tissue, wiped the tears from his face, and calmed down his excited feelings.
Wen Qi, who did you learn your painting skills?
After Jiang Yibai stabilized his emotions, he talked about painting skills.
Oh, it was my own practice when I was studying humanities and history in Cambridge.
Shen Wenqi found a reason that could not be verified.
Oh... I haven't seen you practice before.
Jiang Yibai asked subconsciously, but he had no doubts, because her son's genius learning ability had already numbed her.
hehe……
Shen Wenqi did not follow up, too much talk would lead to mistakes, and there was no need to explain too much.
Then the mother and son chatted for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Yibai planned to go back to his room to sleep.
After Jiang Yibai got up from the edge of the bed, he straightened his waist first, but only halfway through it. As if he had encountered some resistance, his waist bent back, looking very uncomfortable on his face, and then he gently hammered his waist with both hands.
Mom, have you had your waist disease again?
Shen Wenqi saw Jiang Yibai's actions and asked with concern.
It's Ah!It’s an old problem, just take it slow.
This is when Jiang Yibai was young. During an exercise, she accidentally sprained her waist. She didn't care at the time and did not treat it in time, which turned out to be a chronic stubborn waist disease.
Mom, why don’t I give you a massage!
Jiang Yibai hesitated for a moment. Because of this waist disease, she looked for various methods to treat it. She tried all of them such as massage, acupuncture, taking medicine, and applying ointments, but the results were not ideal.
Shen Wenqi saw Jiang Yibai's question and said:
Mom, don’t forget that I am a top student at Harvard Medical School.
Shen Wenqi obtained a doctorate degree from Harvard Medical School in the United States and has a medical license.
Alas... OK!It hurts a little a little bit now.
Although Jiang Yibai didn't think Shen Wenqi's massage would have any effect, he was still very happy about his son's filial piety.
She probably was tired when cooking today, and she was very busy during this period and had frequent back pain recently.
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