The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

While talking, Yu Cang's voice sank, and even his smile disappeared.

Hua Yinong knew that he must have remembered those painful memories before, and hurriedly switched the topic over.

"Oh, so sleepy, Brother Cang, if there is nothing to help, I will go back to sleep first."

Yu Cang seemed to have recovered, and nodded: "You go to bed now."

He returned to the room with a lot of flowers and fell asleep for less than an hour. He was awakened by crying again. He covered his ears with his hands tightly, and he really couldn't help but scream.

He stayed up till dawn, and the flowers didn’t fall asleep again. He stared at the thick dark circles and walked out of the room dazedly, only to see that Yu Cang had gotten up, and was in the living room on the first floor, holding her daughter and holding toys in his hand. Tease her to play.

The same was not asleep, but Yu Cang didn't look tired at all. Instead, he was full of energy, just as if he had been beaten up with blood.

Finding that the flowers are full of flowers, he went downstairs, and Yu Cang greeted him: "Good morning, what do we have for breakfast?"

Dangling his shoulders, he fell on the sofa, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to die."

Yu Cang looked at him strangely: "What are you talking nonsense?"

For several nights, the flowery mood was awakened by the cry of the child, unable to sleep, he could only stay up until dawn with dry eyes, and the whole person's spirit was wilted.

He couldn't wait to pack his things and run away, but because of the boss's advice, he had to stay and guard Yu Cang. 

Occasionally, he held a toy to tease the nanny, and looked at her giggling and laughing out of his saliva. It was also very funny.

Listening to her calling Yu Cang's father in a jerky voice can really soften people's hearts.

Hua Yinong seemed to understand Yu Cang's paranoia. If he had such a daughter, it would be worth his life for her.

Yu Cang was soaking milk powder in the kitchen, he hugged her nuns and dangling around, making faces at her, and softly coaxing: "Oh, whose baby is so beautiful!"

She pursed her little mouth and babbled, as if she wanted to talk to Hua Yi Nong.

Hua Yinong raised her head and glanced at the kitchen, taking advantage of Yu Cang's carelessness, secretly stretched out her finger, and poked her little face.

The touch is very good, soft and tender, like a piece of jelly.

Nun Nun seemed to find it funny and giggled straightly.

The flower was thick and couldn't help poking a few times, and the girl raised her chubby hand, and suddenly held her flowery finger, raised her little head, and looked at him with joy.

In such a pure gaze, Hua Yi concentrated only felt that his heart suddenly softened into a mess.

When Yu Cang came out of the kitchen, he saw the flowers standing in a daze, as if he had lost all his reactions, so he asked, "What's wrong with you? What are you in a daze?"

It was just like waking up from a dream. He looked at the milk bottle in Yu Cang's hand and asked embarrassingly: "That... Brother Cang, can I feed her?"

"Of course you can, come, you sit down on the sofa first."

Yu Cang let Hua Yi dense sit down, and then taught him how to lie down on her back.

"Yes, hold her head and lift her head up a little bit."

After adjusting his posture, Yu Cang handed the bottle to Hua Yinong: "Put it to her mouth and she will drink it by herself."

Huayi dense stiffened her body, took the bottle, and carefully handed it to the nanny's mouth, only to see that the nanny immediately held the pacifier, sucking quickly, and there was still a gurgling sound in her throat.