She let go of Luo Junheng, and her light gray eyes met his blue eyes.

"I'm really a little anxious these days. I was a little impatient during training. Senior Brother Tong criticized me, which made me calm down. Ah Heng, I will keep hitting the ball, but I also want my child. That's it.

, when the child is born, you may have to work hard to take care of him. After all, his mother wants to become a world champion again. Can you do it, Xiao Shi’s father? "

Luo Junheng laughed, his eyes a little red, he hugged Yan Xi and kissed her deeply on the ear.

"With you, nothing is impossible."

*

Nezha was sitting on the bay window, holding a computer and processing some materials for school.

There was a knock on the door of the room.

"Mom, come in. The door is open."

Nezha raised his voice.

The next second Nan Song opened the door and came in, "Okay, son, you will know it's your mother and me just by the sound of her voice?"

Yu Jinwen followed Nan Song in and closed the door.

Nezha said calmly: "You guys should be polite. If it were Yuan Bao and Xiao Zizi, they wouldn't have knocked on the door and would just push the door open and come in."

"Follow their father."

Nan Song complains about Fu Yu every day.

"Sit." Nezha closed the computer and was about to take off his glasses, but Nan Song stopped him, "Hey, don't take them off yet, I'll take a photo."

?

Nezha sat there confused and was taken a picture by Nan Song.

Nan Song admired it for a moment and praised it.

"Son, I'm not selling melons. You look so handsome wearing glasses, just like your father when he was young."

Yu Jinwen stood behind Nan Song and looked at her. After listening to her words, he asked, "Did I wear glasses when I was young?"

He has standard sniper vision and does not need to wear glasses.

Nan Song said: "You don't understand, I made it up in my head."

Yu Jinwen: "Oh."

excuse me.

He looked towards Nezha again, "Don't you have very good eyesight? Why are you wearing glasses?"

Nezha took off his glasses and said: "These are not myopia glasses, they are anti-blue light glasses to protect vision."

"Really? Let me take a look."

Yu Jinwen took the glasses from Nezha and put them on for a while. Nan Song quickly took a picture of him with a quick click.

"Don't tell me, you look exactly like my son with your glasses on."

Nan Song put the phone in front of Yu Jinwen and showed it to him.

It is said that Nezha and Luo Junheng have looked alike since they were young, but to be honest, he and his father Yu Jinwen are father and son after all, so they are similar. It can be said that they combine the advantages of the two people, with dark eyes,

The eye sockets are deep, the bridge of the nose is high, and the facial features are three-dimensional and delicate.

In terms of temperament, he has a feeling of being young and mature, not angry but confident.

It's just that no matter how mature a child is in the eyes of outsiders, he or she is still a kid in the eyes of their parents.

Yu Jinwen said: "I gave birth to my son, and he looks almost like me. How can I be like him?"

"You want to fight for this too? Yes, yes, yes, just like you."

Nan Song looked helpless. As this old dried fish got older, he was like an old child and had to be coaxed.

Yu Jinwen took off his glasses and gave them back to Nezha, saying, "The glasses are quite nice, but I can't see clearly."

"Because it's a flat-view mirror."

Nezha explained it seriously, then looked at his nose and heart, and asked tentatively: "Shall I get you a pair of reading glasses?"

Yu Jinwen looked at his son for a while, then coughed slightly, "It's not really necessary now, but... you can prepare it in advance."
Chapter completed!