Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She accompanies the child like this during the day, and at night she shrinks to the bed alone. As long as there is a little sound from the child, she will wake up.

The whole ward was filled with small children, and all the children came with their parents, only she was alone.

Sometimes watching a couple take care of their children so carefully, she just feels sad, not for her, but for her poor daughter.

Her drizzle has no father, only a mother.

She felt a little pull on her clothes, lowered her head, and Xiaoyudian didn't know when she opened her big, bright eyes. Her eyes were red, pitiful, and her little lips were flat. Rise, Xia Ruoxin's clothes are pulled from time to time.

She can't speak, but she has talking eyes.

Xia Ruoxin bent down, hugged her daughter carefully, and kissed her gently on her little face, while the raindrops were held by her mother, her eyes bent slightly, and her fingers were still on her face. I do n’t know what is being said?

"Is the baby hungry?" She kissed her daughter's pink face again, and Xiaoyu reached out and held her hand tightly, and held her mother's face with her own face. She seemed to like it very much. Such an action.

Xia Ruoxin carefully held his daughter and took out the warm bottle from his chest.

Then she put Xiaoyudian on her lap, put the bottle in front of her, Xiaoyudian opened her eyes wide, and then stretched out two little tender hands, holding the bottle in Xia Ruoxin's hand. The face is like an apple, people can't wait to go up and take a bite. The long eyelashes flash from time to time, and the little foot kicks, and it's uneasy at this time.

Others are also envious of the child in Xia Ruo's heart, all thinking about how this child can be so good. Sometimes these non-savvy children cry, others also cry. Only this child, most of the time Just keep your big eyes open, and then continue playing with your little hands.

"Your daughter is so beautiful," a woman holding the child came over, squinting at the beautiful little baby girl who was breastfeeding in Xia Ruo's arms. Indeed, the child was very nice, and she looked again. At a glance at Xia Ruoxin, no wonder, mothers are so beautiful, so naturally daughters will be.

"Your child is also very cute." Xia Ruo embraced her daughter with a soft smile. The child in that woman's arms seemed to know that her mother was bragging about her, and she was unwilling to twist her body.

Every child in her mother's heart will always be her baby and angel.

"Yes, my child, too." A woman kissed her child's face, yeah, is there anything to envy, isn't her child very cute too?

Xia Ruoxin reached out and hugged her daughter. Xiaoyudian was still holding the bottle in both hands, and her small mouth moved from time to time. She suddenly smiled and wanted to tease the little guy.

Her hands carefully removed the bottle. Xiaoyudian suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her two small hands were still shaking from time to time. Her mouth kept moving, and her big eyes had grievances belonging to the child. It seemed to be saying This mother is so bad, grab her bottle.

Xia Ruoxin took the bottle a little further, and Xiaoyudian's little hand continued to hold forward, finally pursing his pink lips, it seemed to be a temper with his mother.