Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She unbuttoned the little quilt on her daughter. She was careful to put the child in hot water. The temperature of the water was just the one she had just tried, and it was not hot at all. In such a cold rainy day, she could wash The last hot bath was so comfortable.

And her child obviously likes it too. Although her eyes are still tightly closed, her tender little lips seem to be raised upwards gently. The heat of the water makes the child's face more pink. Some also made Xia Ruoxin's eyes more hazy.

Tiida, a drop of water drops dropped into the water basin, just like the small puddles of rain gently splashing, with a few transparent ripples.

After washing the baby ’s small body, she wrapped the baby again. It ’s a really good boy. It seems that she did n’t listen to her crying. Does she also know that her mother is tired? , So I want her to take a good rest.

Putting the child in her arms on the bed again, Xia Ruoxin started to sober herself. Although the process can be described by pain and intolerance, as long as she has a daughter, she can suffer a lot. It's all worth it.

After putting everything together, she lay back on the small wooden bed and carefully held her daughter in her arms. Every time she saw it, she felt tears in her eyes. This is life, really Strange thing, she was pregnant for ten months with little things, little people. She is really small and so beautiful.

Her fingers gently squeezed the soft and inconceivable little fingers of the small things, and they were all lamenting the magic of life.

After kissing the child's extremely tender face again, she closed her eyes, this time it was really time to sleep, and finally there was a smile on her face. She had a little angel and had A little baby.

Ye Liang, they finally fell asleep, a woman, and a little baby who was not born long before.

Although the whole warehouse is still very shabby, but with two people, it has an indescribable warmth.

However, compared to another luxurious private villa, it is still too rude and pitiful. At this time, the woman in the bed is already tired and asleep, while the man is just holding the woman's shoulder with one finger With a cigarette under the extinguished light, the man's features are a bit hazy.

It wasn't until the woman heard a cough that he reacted, extinguishing the smoke at the fingertips, but also the woman who let go of her arms.

The man sat up from the bed, obviously very tired, but he began to sleeplessly, the woman had a sweet and extremely sleepy face, but his face had an inexplicable complexity.

Looking up, the wedding photo hanging in the room has been changed, not Xia Yixuan, but her.

He did give her everything he could.

He walked over to the window and quietly opened a window. The smell of smoke in the room slowly disappeared, and finally there was only freshness.

He closed the window again, but picked up a half pack of cigarettes from the cabinet and went out with his own lighter, closed the door lightly, and he went to the balcony alone,

It's really ironic that the first wedding night he didn't fall asleep, it was because of boundless hatred, and the second, obviously there was no hate, but he still had less sleepiness, even more annoying some.