The affectionate eyes showed a pitiful look.

Knowing that the man was pretending, Gu Luoluo still couldn\'t stop being soft hearted.

Fu Xichen, when did he learn to show weakness to her?

She can\'t stand him like this!

Gu Luoluo bit his lips and his nasal cavity was sour.

"Fu Xichen, don\'t use mindfulness as a cover! I won\'t be fooled!"

His mouth is still strong, but his body is very honest.

She opened her arms and stretched out towards Niannian, ready to hold the child.

"No, you\'re hurt. You can\'t hold her."

Fu Xichen hurriedly stopped Gu Luoluo\'s movement, and his eyebrows were already smiling.

He held the little milk bag close to Gu Luoluo and whispered softly, "read and kiss your mother. If you kiss your mother, your mother won\'t hurt."

He knew that her heart was soft.

As long as you show her weakness and have the blessing of your child, you don\'t worry that she doesn\'t accept herself.

"Godmother, if you want to kiss godmother, it won\'t hurt."

Gu Luoluo glared at Fu Xichen. He was not fooled. He leaned over and kissed the little milk bag, and then leaned his face over so that the little milk bag could be kissed.

The little milk bag opened a pair of big watery eyes and cried in his mouth, pasting the saliva on Gu Luoluo\'s face.

Fu Xichen smiled with a softer tone. "Lolo, get rid of the stem! You don\'t have to bother about the candidates for Niannian\'s godmother and Godfather. You\'d better bother to help Niannian think of a big name! What\'s xiaoniannian\'s name in the future?"

What is called?

Gu Luoluo looked at the small milk bag, and a soft flash flashed in his eyes. "Read, will you read Lin later?"

The little guy\'s biological mother died to give birth to her. Her name contains the word Lin.

Let her remember her biological mother with her name.

This should also be what the little guy\'s biological father wants.

"Fu Nianlin? The name sounds good and meaningful."

Fu Xichen curled his lips and smiled: "Lolo, thank you."

"Why are you thanking me? I didn\'t name you."

"I want to thank you for not being cruel to leave our father and daughter."

"Fu Xichen, don\'t do this. I didn\'t promise you anything."

"No, you\'ve given me a new name. I\'ll take it as your promise."

"Fu Xichen..."

Outside the ward, Fu Yunting stood quietly with Xia Ling in his arms.

Look inside through the window, look at each other and smile.

"Wife, you can rest assured now?"

Fu Yunting hooked the corners of his lips and hugged the man back.

"Well, don\'t worry!"

Xia Ling nodded, looked up at the sky and sighed, "fortunately, the lost people finally know their way back. I hope they will be happy for the rest of their lives."

"Don\'t worry about them, wife. I just want our family to live in peace and happiness until we grow old."

"Yes, I will."

"Wife, when you are well, let\'s add a sister to Xiaobao."

"Cough, husband, you think so much."

“......”

Here is a happy ending.

Far away in Haicheng, Jiang Lingyun sighed as he looked at the cold Jiang Lingfeng.

"Elder brother, when are you going to go back to Jiangshi? I\'m so tired alone."

Since the warm accident, Jiang Lingfeng has handed over all the affairs to him. He is really going crazy.

"Wait for me to find her."

Jiang Lingfeng stood in front of the French window and looked at the street view outside the window. He was lonely and hurt.

"What if you can\'t find it? You..."

"Ling Yun!"

Jiang Lingfeng suddenly turned back. His sharp eyes were even colder because of the thin face. "I won\'t miss her."

Jiang Lingyun opened her mouth and swallowed the words to her mouth.

He knows that warmth is big brother\'s inverse scale.

He won\'t allow anyone to say that warmth has passed away.

He firmly believes that warmth is still alive.

However, they searched for so long and found no trace of her.

Is she really alive?

If she\'s still alive, where the hell is she?