"But just because I hold you doesn't mean I recognize you! Or It depends on you! " Small milk bag mouth say don't, but the face is more and more red up, obviously some shy.

The face is twisted, but in my heart, don't mention how much I yearn for this hug.

At a glance, muyazhe saw his twists and turns, but pretended not to know his tangles, and nodded, "well."

"Only once, this time..."

You you say again and again, see the man nods again, this just pursed purses a mouth, the expression is a little nervous to the man approached a step.

Step by step, step by step, until the body-building arm of muyazhe passes through his armpit, firmly embracing and embracing.

For a moment, youyou's face was extremely hot.

Muyazhe picked up the little milk bag and held his little butt in his left arm. It was easy.

The child is too thin.

I don't know if it's malabsorption or malnutrition? Or did the stupid woman not nourish him?

Children of this age should eat more when they are growing up.

It's just that thin. The mother and son are the most similar.

But where did he know that it wasn't that yunshishi didn't pay attention to nutrition supplement, but that xiaonaibao was born with poor physique, unable to catch up with absorption, and didn't grow meat.

Holding a small milk bag, it is as light as a glutinous millet dumpling. The man looks down at him, but youyou looks down shyly, burying his face, for fear that the man will catch a glimpse of his blushing face.

How do you feel?

…… Strange fatherly love.

He used to be the most yearning father.

Strong arms, as if to support a day.

A warm chest is like melting the coldest snow in winter.

Youyou carefully sticks his small head to his chest. There, in response to him, is a powerful heartbeat.

The tip of his nose was suddenly sour, with a thin flush.

I don't know when I got some wet lashes.

How warm

Bang, bang, bang -

it's like a drum. I don't know why, listening to the powerful heartbeat, I feel a sense of security.

Unconsciously, I went to sleep like this.

When yunshishi came back with the bread and milk he bought, the little milk bag was already asleep in the arms of muyazhe.

Push open the door and you will see such a picture.

Muyazhe is sitting beside the bed, in his arms, a small milk bag with his eyes closed tightly. Under the dim light, the face of the small milk bag is waxy, and the face is red. His eyes are slightly closed, and his long eyelashes cover the eyelids tightly, and he is sleeping soundly.

Li Hanlin, who was behind him, saw this and stopped his steps for fear of waking up the little prince in his sleep.

Hearing the footsteps, muyazhe looked up and saw her coming back. He raised his finger to his lips to show her to ease her movements.

Yun Shishi understood, turned to Li Hanlin and said with a guilty smile, "thank you, principal! Youyou is asleep. It's too late now. Go back quickly! "

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

Oh, this little bun is more lovely in sleep.

More like the meekness of a six-year-old.

Ah!

Li Hanlin sighed and said to Yun Shishi, "I don't want to stay any longer. Let's go first. See you later!"

"Well! Goodbye, principal! "

The door closed and the room was quiet again.

But it was quiet and peaceful.