Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

She continued to look at the two little guys. "You take a break first. Grandma will take you to see Jiao Jiao. Grandma will make something delicious for Jiao Jiao first."

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Zhou Shuang didn't knock on the door and pushed open the door of the ward. Lu Yinan held a bowl in his hand and fed Jiaojiao what he was eating.

The little girl leaned on the head of her bed, her face looked very emaciated, and her fleshy little face was thin.

Zhou Shuang rushed forward, "Jiaojiao."

Jiao Jiao was very devoted. When Zhou Shuang pushed the door, she didn't find her.

At this moment, Zhou Shuang's voice was heard. Her beautiful eyes were exactly the same as Lu Yinan. She raised her head to look at Zhou Shuang who was running towards her, her excited eyes sparkled, "Mom."

Zhou Shuang rushed to Jiaojiao's side, "Baby, mother hugs."

She ran over from Lu Yinan and gave Lu Yinan only a cool breeze.

The moment Lu Yinan heard Zhou Shuang's voice, he was also agitated. He just turned his head to look at it, and Zhou Shuang passed by him like a gust of wind.

He didn't even look at him.

His mood, unable to restrain the loss, dropped his eyes.

Zhou Shuang hugged Jiao Jiao, and Jiao Jiao also stretched out her little hands to hug her.

Mother and daughter embrace each other.

Jiaojiao cried and said, "Don't go away, don't be Jiaojiao."

Zhou Shuang pushed her away gently, shook her head with a smile, "Mom, don't be Jiao Jiao, Jiao Jiao don't think about it."

She said as she wiped her tears.

After a while, the little girl's eyelashes became wet, and teardrops hung on the eyelashes, which made people distressed.

Zhou Shuang's words, like Dingxin Wan, Jiao Jiao immediately cried.

She wiped her tears again, and choked a little. "Daddy is so tired of taking care of Jiao Jiao, and mom hugs her, okay?"

As she said, she bent over and stretched out her hand, grabbed Nan Nan's wrist, then grabbed Zhou Shuang's hand with the other hand.

Want to let Lu Yinan and Zhou Shuang hold hands.

"Dad is an adult and doesn't need my mother to hold her." Zhou Shuang pulled her back when her hand was about to touch Lu Yinan's, and she coaxed Jiaojiao with a smile. ? "

She smiled slightly and hugged Jiao Jiao again.

"Who said this?"

Lu Yinan's voice suddenly sounded behind her head.

The lazy tone was a little hoarse and tired.

Zhou Shuang frowned, and Yu Guang glanced backwards.

She did not speak, and continued to hold Jiao Jiao, her arms tightened a little.

Seeing Zhou Shuang ignore him, Lu Yinan turned his attention to Jiao Jiao, pouting, and put on a pitiful look.

Then he blinked at the little girl.

Jiao Jiao heard the words, pushed Zhou Shuang away, and pushed her to Lu Yinan. "Mom, hug your father. My father tells me stories at night, sings to me, and rubs my belly."

The three children in the family, this little girl is the most sensible, the most delicate mind, usually speaks less, but has the most eyes.

Seeing Jiao Jiao's look of anticipation and hope, Zhou Shuang frowned, pursed her lips, and finally lowered her head.

"Mom, just hug your dad. Dad is really hard. Take care of me, even though he sings Little Red Riding Hood."

Jiaojiao said, pulling Zhou Shuang's hand again and sending it to Lu Yinan.

Also blinked at Lu Yinan.

Lu Yinan immediately realized that this time she did not let Zhou Shuang escape and reached out and grabbed her hand.

Zhou Shuang wanted to pull away, he hurry up.