Chapter 545

All of a sudden, hearing Mrs. Joe say this in front of her face, little AI felt embarrassed.

Xiaoai is not a completely heartless person. Mrs. Qiao said this at this time, that is to let Qiao Minghe know that when she gave birth to him, she was much harder than herself.

Mrs. Qiao wants him not only to love his wife, but also to know how to be grateful and love Mrs. Qiao, her mother.

Although Mrs. Qiao said that it was ok, but Xiaoai listened to her heart and really felt a little uncomfortable.

She once saw a very classic speech of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the space.

It's written as follows: when your mother gave birth to you, she worked hard and died. It was caused by your father, so your father should deal with your mother well.

Your wife gives birth to your child. You've done a lot of hard work. You've made it. So you should treat your wife well.

But at this time, qiaominghe heard his mother say these things. He is a son, but he is not easy to say anything.

Mother's words, in fact, are also telling him, without her, where there is him!

It's just, why does mother say all of a sudden? In front of AI?

Xiaoai smiled, pulled Qiao Minghe's sleeve, said to him silently: "you go to work in the study! I want to sleep a little longer! "

"Good!" Qiao Minghe covers little AI, leans over her forehead and kisses her gently.

Because Xiaoai is very weak after giving birth to a child, Qiao Minghe especially hopes that the little woman can rest more and take good care of her body earlier.

"Mom, you take the baby out!" Said Jo Minh to his mother.

Mrs. Qiao nodded and looked at AI. She was inexplicably uncomfortable.

It's also women. She gave birth to children in those years, but she didn't have such good fortune as Xiaoai.

Have a husband so heartache, so considerate.

It's strange to think that her son, so distressed Xiaoai, makes her cold.

When he was born to Qiao Minghe, he was also very hard and laborious.

Mrs. Qiao took the child out, and so did Qiao Minghe.

After Qiao Minghe went out, he went directly to the study.

In the corridor, watching her son enter the study, Mrs. Qiao takes Qiao Xiaoer back to Xiaoai's bedroom.

Sure enough, AI didn't sleep.

"You didn't sleep?" Mrs. Joe walked over and asked.

Little AI heard Mrs. Joe's voice and sat up.

"If you don't sleep, take the baby with you! I'm a little dizzy. Go downstairs and take some medicine. " Said Mrs. Joe, and she gave the baby to AI.

"You sleep too much, and it's not good. You'd better come down and walk!" Mrs. Qiao said to AI, and then she turned and went out.

In fact, Mrs. Qiao didn't want to take Qiao Xiaoer to AI. She was reluctant to be a grandmother.

But for some reason, she couldn't see Xiaoai now having a baby and enjoying the pure happiness here.

She was held in the palm of her hand by the whole family, but I really didn't have this treatment in my own year.

Maybe it's psychological imbalance. Mrs. Qiao just gave her grandson to AI.

Let her know that it's not so easy to take children.

Little Ai saw that Mrs. Qiao had left, and looked down at her son, who was biting his finger.

Little Yang lip smiled, the son is really lovely!

But after AI held her for a while, Joe cried.

It seems that his mother didn't hold him back and forth, so AI was ready to get out of bed.

When holding her son back and forth, she tugged at the wound, which hurt a little, but Xiaoai endured.

As long as her son doesn't cry, she thinks it's worth it.

Mrs. Qiao said she went downstairs to take the medicine, but she didn't come back after taking it for a long time.

Xiaoai has been holding her son, and Qiao Xiaoer is still very happy in her mother's arms. She has not narrowed her eyes to sleep.

Until pan Shuang and Bai Chenyi come back.

As soon as the two of them came in, they saw Xiaoai walking back and forth in the room with her baby in her arms.

Suddenly a big jump: "Xiaoai, your injury is not good, how can you hold the child back and forth!"

Bai Chenyi's heart ached, and hurriedly took the child from Xiaoai's hand.

"Nothing!" AI said quietly, but her forehead, has exuded a layer of dense sweat.

"There are so many servants in the house. Young master is awake. AI, you should call the servants up!" Panshuang feels strange.

"It's OK, my own son. I hug him. I'm very happy." Xiaoai said silently with a smile.

Pan Shuang hurriedly helps Xiaoai to go to bed, and he keeps saying: "we would not have seen Xiaoya if we had known, stay by your side and look at you."

Xiaoai smiled. She didn't say that it was Mrs. Qiao who gave the child to her, not to Qiao Minghe or the servant.

She also felt that Mrs. Joe was not as kind as she had been when she had just returned to the manor.

Maybe sometimes, some people, because of the change of situation, their mentality will change.

Now Mrs. Qiao has returned to the manor. She no longer needs AI to plead for her, and let Qiao Minghe take her back to the manor.

"I'm a little tired. I'd better go to sleep first. You go out first!" AI said to pan Shuang silently.

"Good!" Pan Shuang dare not ask Xiaoai how long he has been holding the baby, but seeing that Xiaoai's eyelids are drooping weakly, he hurriedly pushes Baizhen to go out.

Little AI suddenly thought of something. She pulled pan Shuang's clothes and asked her to look back at herself.

"What's the matter?" Pan Shuang asked.

"Don't tell jominh, I was just taking the baby alone." AI said to her.

"Why?" Pan asked, puzzled.

Xiaoai chuckled: "just listen to me!"

"All right!" Pan Shuang nodded and agreed to go out with Bai Gu.

When they all went out, AI pulled up her coat and saw the wound oozing a little blood.

She got up to find something to disinfect, put it on the wound and changed the bandage.

Afraid to be discovered by Qiao Minghe, Xiaoai throws all these things into the garbage can, pulls a lot of paper towels and rubs them into a ball, then throws them in and covers them.

Mo fan also went directly back to his study and worked with the young master.

At night, Qiao Minghe comes in and tells Xiaoai to get up for dinner.

Xiaoai was sleeping soundly. When he heard his voice, he opened his eyes.

She felt something was wrong and a little dizzy, but she didn't want Qiao Minghe to find out, let alone worry about him.

With his help, he sat up laughing.

Silent opening way: "I don't want to eat greasy things, eat some vegetables!"

"Well, there are many dishes in the kitchen. You can eat anything you want!" Qiao Minghe took AI to the sofa and sat down.

Then ask the servants to bring all the dishes.

With Joe Minghe in, AI's food will always be rich.

Looking at the luxurious tea table filled with various dishes, AI slightly chuckled.

"Eat something quickly. Joe may be hungry. He's crying over there." Qiao Minghe said softly.

It's said that her son is hungry. AI hurriedly pushes Qiao Minghe and asks him to bring him in. She wants to feed him.

"You eat first, then you feed!" However, Qiao Minghe disagreed. He was afraid that the little woman would be hungry after sleeping all afternoon. In addition, the little woman would have hypoglycemia and fainted after nursing.

This time, Xiaoai didn't beat him, so she could only take a few quick bites.

I can't see that the little woman is so greedy. Qiao Minghe is finally brought in by someone.

Qiao Xiaoer may have been hungry for a long time. He cried a little hoarse.

Xiaoai was so distressed that she gave Qiao Minghe a big look.

I really don't know what he thinks about being a father. His son is hungry. Shouldn't he hurry in and wake her up and let her feed him?

Qiao Minghe also loves his son. He wants his son to eat milk powder.

But the milk powder has been mixed, but his baby son doesn't eat it at all.

It seems that Qiao's second son has just eaten his mother's breast milk.

See small AI some angry, Qiao Minghe repeatedly promised that there will never be another time.

Next time, as soon as my son is hungry, no matter what Xiaoai is doing, he will come to her with his son in his arms for the first time.

Xiaoai listened, this is to forgive him.

Angry to angry, in fact, a small think, AI is also thought through.

Qiao Minghe just loves her more than his son.

In fact, sometimes, Xiaoai is thinking that she is really lucky to meet such a wonderful husband whose wife is supreme.

This is the greatest blessing of her life.

Little AI grew up without father's love and mother's love, but also ups and downs. Fortunately, when she grew up, she got her husband's love.

It seems that God is still fair!

"Then have some more food!" Qiao Minghe saw that Xiaoai was not so angry, so he dared to use chopsticks to pick dishes and feed them into her mouth.

Xiaoai is really hungry, and when she just got up, she had dizziness. Now she can't tell whether it was due to hypoglycemia or other reasons.

She was feeding milk and eating the food that Qiao Minghe had fed her.

When Mrs. Joe came in, she saw this scene.

Her heart was very uncomfortable, especially when her son was so stubborn that he didn't come in to wake up Xiaoai and had to feed the baby Qiao Xiaoer, who was so hungry and crying, with milk powder, she felt that her son really valued Xiaoai too much.

The baby is hungry. Shouldn't the mother feed her baby right away?

It's a matter of course!

Why does the son love Xiaoai so much? It's hard to understand.

Why is Xiaoai human? Her baby grandson will suffer from hunger!

In addition, seeing that her son had been busy in the study all afternoon without eating, she came up to feed Xiaoai. Mrs. Qiao's heart was even more blocked.

"Let me feed Xiaoai, hel, go down and have some food first!" Said Mrs. Joe, distressed.

"No!" Qiao Minghe only answered two words lightly.

Little AI heard something else from Mrs. Joe's words.

She turned her head and looked at Qiao Minghe. "Haven't you eaten yet?"

"I've had it!" Qiao Minghe didn't want the little woman to worry about him. He was going to wait for the little woman to eat, and then go downstairs to eat.

"Where have you eaten?" Mrs. Qiao could not help sighing secretly. Her son dotes on AI too much, which is not a good thing!

Smell speech, Qiao Minghe's that handsome face, obviously delimit a look of displeasure.