One sentence softened Hua Mo Yao's heart, and he felt that it was not enough to express his love for her.

How he was willing to leave her was just that they misunderstood each other.

When she was in love, Hua moyao held her head in one hand, and her soft lips covered her lips.

Xiao Mimi was soft all over, and the weight of the whole person was hanging on him. He held her head in one hand and her waist in the other.

For the sake of her and baby's health, no matter how hard he works, he can only choose to be patient.

Holding her hand calmly, Xiao Mimi was surprised to find that the wall had been chiseled through when she opened a door. It used to be a guest room, but now it was full of her clothes and made a dressing room for her.

Yao Yao in order to coax her happy is really a lot of thought, she accepted, stand on tiptoe to kiss his lips.

Hua moyao's doting on her has reached a certain extent. He can't take care of her every day when he goes to work.

Even if no longer like the traces of others at home, in order to take care of her 360 degrees without dead ends, she still paid a high price to invite a senior sister-in-law to come.

Xiao Mimi will also ask aunt Yuesao to teach her how to cook one or two courses of soup.

One day, when Xiao Mimi rushed to the hospital with her soup in her arms, she found that her mother was not in the room.

Maybe she was pushed to the back garden by the nurse. Xiao Mimi thought, holding the thermos bucket, she went to the garden.

There are many patients in sick clothes in the small garden, or sitting on the grass chatting and watching the scenery, or walking slowly and exercising.

A corner, see the mother's back, Xiao Mimi excited shouting: "Mom! Mother SA Ya Zi Ran that way.

Mother Xiao turned her head and was startled to see her like that. She cried out: "Mimi, slow down, don't run!"

She is always like this. When she is worried, she forgets that she still has a baby. When she runs and jumps, it makes people worry. How can she run when she has a big stomach.

Squatting next to her mother's wheelchair, Xiao Mimi was embarrassed to spit out her tongue. She forgot it again. Yao Yao saw that it was time to teach her a lesson.

"Mom, I'll make you some soup. You can try it." Xiao Mimi opened the heat preservation barrel like a treasure, and a faint aroma came to her face.

"This is Mimi, my daughter. She doesn't look steady and clever. I'll make you laugh." Xiao's mother looked up and said with embarrassment, but her tone was full of doting. In my mother's eyes, my daughter is always the best.

Later Xiao Mimi saw a handsome uncle sitting on the bench next to him. He was nearly 50 years old. He had some gray hair and wore a pair of black framed glasses. He seemed to have a good temperament. When he was young, he must be a handsome man who charmed thousands of girls.

"Girl, be lively. I didn't expect your daughter to be so old." Uncle Shuai sighed, looking at their mother and daughter's eyes are very complex, kind, friendly, and a little strange things, it seems to be in the aftertaste of something.