One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

Chapter 245 is near

"But I am holding you, it does not mean that I recognize you! Or... depends on your performance!" The little milk said on the mouth, but the face became more red, obviously shy.

Don't twist your face, but don't mention how much you yearn for this hug.

Mu Yazhe saw his little awkward at a glance, but pretended not to know his entanglement, only nodded: "Well."

"Only once, this time..."

Youyou said again and again, seeing the man nod again, this was a grin, and he looked nervously closer to the man.

One step, one step further, until Mu Yazhe's body-building arm passed through his armpit, and hugged him vigorously into his arms.

For a moment, the face of Youyou was too hot to add.

Mu Yazhe hugged the small milk bag, and his left arm held his small buttocks, which was easy.

The child is too thin.

I don't know if it is malabsorption or nutrition imbalance? Or is that stupid woman not giving him nutrition?

Children of this age should eat more when they are long.

It’s so thin, the mother and the child are the most similar.

But where does he know, it is not that Yunshi poetry does not pay attention to nutritional supplements, but that the small milk pack is inferior in physical fitness, and can not keep up with it.

Holding a light little milk bag, light like a glutinous rice dumpling, the man looked down at him, but you blessed his head shyly and buried his face, fearing that the man would see him blushing. Face.

What does it feel like?

... strange father love.

He used to be the most desirable fatherly love.

A powerful arm seems to hold up a day.

The warm chest seems to melt the coldest snow in winter.

Youyou carefully put the small head on the chest, where, in response to him, it is a powerful heartbeat.

His nose tip suddenly became sour, and a thin red glow appeared.

Thick lashes, I don't know when I got a few wet spots.

So warm...

Hey, hey, hey -

Like the drums, I don’t know why, listening to a powerful heartbeat, there is an inexplicable sense of security in my heart.

Unconsciously, I slept so much.

When Yun Shi’s poems came back with the bought bread and milk, the small milk bag was already asleep in the arms of Mujac.

Pushing open the door, I will see such a scene.

I saw Mu Yazhe sitting on the edge of the bed, in my arms, a small milk bag with closed eyes, under the dim light, the face of the small milk bag was pink, the face was pink, and the eyes were light. The long eyelashes cover the eyelids densely and sleep well.

Li Hanlin, who was behind him, saw this and stepped in, for fear of awakening the little prince who is now sleeping.

Mu Yazhe heard the footsteps and looked up to see her coming back. She pointed her finger at the lip and motioned her to let everything go.

Yun Shi Shi Xin received the gods, turned his head and smiled agrily at Li Hanlin: "President, thank you! Youyou fell asleep, now it is too late, you are going back!"

"You're welcome!" Li Hanlin smiled, and couldn't help but glance at Yun Tianyou, who was sleeping in the man's arms.

Hey, this little buns are still more lovely in your sleep.

More like a six-year-old child should have a gentle appearance.

Hey!

Li Hanlin sighed and said to Yun Shi poem: "I don't stay too much, go first, see you next time!"

"Well! Goodbye, goodbye!"

Closing the door, the ward was quiet.

However, this piece is quiet but full of peace.

Recommend the text of the friend of the deep sea under the moon - "Flash Wedding Sweet Love: Mu Shao's Delicious Wife"

(End of this chapter)