The next day, Yi Cheng went to the driving range.

Practice running, pitching, guarding, hitting...

Then he dragged his tired body back home.

Yi Cheng never thought that the professional baseball team was so tired.

I was so tired that I was exhausted.

According to Xiao Hei, they were too presumptuous before and emptyed their bodies. Now it is not easy to make up for it.

Yi Cheng thought to himself, your sister, you still have the face to say it.

But he felt that this should not be the main reason.

The main reason is that he lacks memory.

As a professional baseball athlete, you must be exercising normally.

This can be seen from his tendons.

When he looked in the mirror before, he was so handsome that he cried.

Yi Cheng believes that the main factor is that the body has adapted, but the brain, or the 16-year-old soul, has not adapted to the intensity of this training.

He lacks a gradual process of being hammered.

For tomorrow's competition, the amount of training today will be reduced by half.

But the halving amount of training is enough to kill him.

After Yi Cheng returned home, he lay on the bed and didn't want to move anything.

After a while, Lin Simu came back with her daughter.

Yi Cheng got up and took a look, and found that it was already 7 o'clock in the evening.

"sure."

A sneer came from the corner of her mouth.

"I sleep at home and don't pick up my daughter."

Lin Simu put a basket of fruit on the table and snorted coldly in his nose.

"This is so consistent with your personality."

“…”

Yi Cheng sat up from the bed and rubbed his dizzy eyes.

This woman is pretty, but her mouth is too toxic.

What if it wasn't for your daughter, wouldn't you be with you?

Lin Simu's words dispelled Yi Cheng's idea of ​​recovering her last night.

"Lin," Yi Chun felt a little dissatisfied with her words, frowned, and did not put down her schoolbag. She stood in front of Lin Simu and looked at her angrily.

"Don't want you to be weak."

"You can't care anyway."

Lin Simu was slightly stunned when she heard her words.

"How do you talk to this kid?"

"I will speak whatever you say." Yi Chun pouted and sat on the sofa.

Yi Cheng looked at them silently in slippers.

It can be seen that there was a hint of tears in the corner of Lin Simu's eyes.

He reached out and touched Yi Chun's head.

"Don't say hello to mom."

"No." Yi Chun posed his body.

Yi Cheng turned his head and looked at Lin Simu, with a smile on his sturdy face.

"I'll just say that your words don't match your temperament, right?"

“…”

When Lin Simu's face was obviously angry when she heard Yi Cheng say this.

A beautiful face.

"Look at you, you start to get angry when you have a disagreement." Yi Cheng grinned, "What a pity you would say that a person is so beautiful, if he is always cold and has no smile."

Lin Simu was slightly stunned.

Today this Yicheng...

Why is it different from before?

Lin Simu swallowed her tears back into her stomach.

Try to squeeze out a smile.

Yi Cheng glanced out of the corner of his eyes and felt that the whole world suddenly became bright.

This fairy's appearance can heal everything as long as she smiles.

"Sorry." Yi Cheng curled his lips, "I'm talking about Xiaochun."

“…”

Lin Simu's smile froze on her face.

Yi Chun was slightly stunned, his eyes wandering back and forth, thinking about whether to smile.

Yi Cheng took the expressions of the two people into his eyes, and thought with a funny heart.

This mother and daughter are exactly the same in some ways.

"A bad face can also be inherited." Yi Cheng turned around and looked at Lin Simu, then ignored others, walked to the table and picked up an apple and started gnawing.

"Isn't it too late to talk about inheritance now?"

Lin Simu rolled his eyes.

"It's not too late, at least my dad is a happy guy, right?"

Lin Simu was so blocked that she couldn't speak.

Doesn’t this mean that if Xiaochun always slanders his face, he is influenced by his mother?

But Lin Simu didn't want to be petty with Yi Cheng.

She looked at the apple on Yicheng's hand and said with some amusement, "I won't wash it or eat it."

"..." Yi Cheng stopped.

"It's not clean, I'm not sick after eating it." He continued to take a bite.

"That's right." Lin Simu hugged her hands, "I'm pretty dirty anyway."

"Uh..." Yi Cheng choked on the apple.

Lin Simu didn't care about him either and walked to Yi Chun and squatted down, "Mom is leaving, kiss her."

Yi Chun turned her head and was still angry at the incident where she scolded Yi Cheng just now.

Lin Simu took the initiative to put her face on her face and pressed it, turned around and stood up.

"Okay."

Lin Simu looked at the father and daughter, "I still have work to work. I'll leave first."

Watching her disappearing into the crack of the door.

Yi Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart—

It is really difficult to recover such a woman.

...

In the evening, Yicheng made a tomato and egg with ingredients that he had not used up yesterday, and added a small stir-fried pork.

The father and daughter finished eating.

Yi Chun looked at him, "Old Yi, I find something wrong with you."

"So what's wrong?"

"Are you talking to Lin Simu today?"

Oh, this little clever ghost can tell you all.

"Shouldn't it?" Yi Cheng looked at her in confusion.

He sat upright with his body straight and his legs crossed on the sofa, "Isn't this your suggestion? Let me get her back."
To be continued...