Chapter 1635: Warmth in the ward

The moment he held the woman tightly in her arms, Feng Xinglang felt that his manic world was safe.

"The snow is falling and you are suffering!"

The man whispered softly in the falling ears, and his hoarse voice was as tender and watery as the moving movement.

"Xing Lang, don't be too nervous ... the doctor said that the girl is fine, she just needs to rest in bed."

Xue Luo snuggled in the arms of the man, choked low.

The man spread his palms and gently stroked the woman's pregnant belly that had not yet fully swelled, "Good girl, you must be strong ... for your hard-working mommy, and also for your day and night, your father , It's even more of our family! "

Xue Luo couldn't help crying, "Daughter heard ... she said that she would listen to her dad obediently, stay in Mummy's belly and raise herself up!"

Watching the injured younger brother Feng Xinglang weeping with his daughter-in-law in the pregnancy, Feng Lixin's nose was also sour.

When will God toss their husband and wife? !!

Feng Lixin pulled Yan Bang out, and the two were waiting outside the ward door.

"Abang, how did you get here?" Feng Lixin asked lightly.

"Your baby brother said you have a problem, so let me take him to follow you ... and then find Lin Xueluo!"

Yan Bang fumbled for a cigarette, but Feng Lixin drank the cigarette from his lips and cut it off.

"You know Xinglang's health is bad, and you encouraged him to follow me?" Feng Lixin slightly reprimanded.

"How difficult is it for your baby brother to serve, and you don't know! He is in front of me, completely abusing himself and making me distressed, a posture of fearlessness! Can I not be obedient?

This is true. Feng Xinglang posed a posture that was not to live, Yan Bang could only obey him obediently.

Feng Lixin glanced back at the ward and sighed slightly.

"So what do we do now? Let the two of them stay in the ward?"

Yan Bang's frantic humming, "This accidental vomiting blood again ... both people have to suffer!"

"Should not! Xinglangbubiao, he should know the size!"

Feng Lixin pouted slightly, "Now you can only see Snowfall! Only Snowfall can speak so arrogantly like a bull!"

Yan Bang's eyes narrowed thoughtfully: I want to come to sigh, why did Feng Xinglang like Lin Xueluo's weak woman so much, and still willingly listen to her? !!

Can Lin Xueluo have children for him?

This is indeed Lin Xueluo's strength!

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Before reaching the dance training center, Yuan Duoduo received a call from Father Bai?

Actually, to be precise, it should be her daughter Geya calling her with Grandpa's cellphone!

Bai Mo managed the domestic servant at Bai's house, and drank the domestic helper. He could restrict Doudou and Sprout from making Mummy's phone calls, but he couldn't help Father Bai.

It seems that the ancient spooky buds can also realize this, so she came to find grandpa to call her mum with her mobile phone.

"Hey, grandpa ..."

"Mum ... I'm Bud!"

When she heard that the mummy on the phone was calling the wrong person, Xiao Ai was so happy.

"Sprout? Sprout really ..."

Yuan Duoduo parked the mountain bike on the side of the road, and took a good call from his daughter, Geya.

"Ate……"

"What are you eating?"

"Eat ... broccoli, carrots, and mushrooms."

Xiao Ai said three vegetable names in a row; because these were the things that mommy asked her and Doudou to eat every day. Saying this myself, maybe Mommy will be happier listening.

"These dishes are very good, very nutritious, and good for Peas and Sprouts!"

"Keya doesn't like to eat ..."

The little man pursed his mouth, "Mum, come! You ... come to see Doudou and Sprout! How about tomorrow?"

Little cutie also knows that it's late today and shouldn't let Mommy come over so late.

"Mummy ... Mummy ... Mummy has to go to work tomorrow."

This sentence is extremely difficult. Yuan Duodoo can't wait to rush to Bai Gongguan now and take her two daughters into her arms; but she promised Bai Mo ... to give up visiting rights!

"Keya really misses Mummy! Mummy comes ..." The little man took a cry.

"Mummy also seems to be budding ..."

Yuan Duoduo couldn't answer her daughter's forced question, and felt that she was about to cry.

He quickly changed his mind and asked, "Well, what about Sister Doudou? Are you by your side?"

"Sister Doudou ... Mommy's phone."

Geya sensible gave the phone to Doudou who came into the grandfather's study behind her.

Compared to Bud's love of mummy; Doudou is slightly heartless. Still playful and carefree every day.

From another perspective, Peas is more adaptable than Sprouts. She doesn't cry out because of who left, it doesn't matter what it means to face lightly. Anyway, the entire Bai Gongguan people are extremely fond of her and Buya.

Little optimist!

"Mummy ... I'm Doudou!" Xiao Cute's voice was a few decibels higher than Bud.

"It's Doudou, do you miss Mommy?"

It seemed that her daughter's happy tone had infected Yuan Duoduo; she realized that she should be a happy mum in front of the two daughters. Don't bring negative emotions to two children.

"I miss Mommy! Mommy comes ... see bean sprouts! Bring delicious ... a lot of delicious!"

Doudou pouted his small mouth, a small appearance of quick water outlet.

"You little cat, you know how to eat and eat! Have you studied hard? Will you write your own name?"

This requirement is a bit high. The two little cute pens are still not stable. It is a bit difficult for them to write their own names.

"Doudou can't write ... Teacher Momo said ... Don't write ... Just recognize ... Doudou knows his name!"

For a two-year-old child, the wrist is not fully developed, so letting them learn to write in advance is undoubtedly a booster.

But the two little cuties are increasingly able to express themselves in words. The logic before and after is also very good.

"Well, then listen to Mr. Momo. As long as you can recognize characters, you don't need to be able to write! But Doudou and Sprout have to work hard to recognize a few more characters. When you grow up, you need to be a learned person.

Yuan Duoduo recognized Shui Qiannong's teaching method. I also feel that it is too early for a two-year-old daughter to learn to write.

The mother-daughter chat has been fun so far;

Until Doudou says that ...

"Dad is slippery, Teacher Momo is slippery!"