All his hopes now rest on Xiaohan.
I hope Gu Xiaoran will wake up when he hears his son's voice.
Xiao Han climbed up to Gu Xiaoran again, put his face up to see his mother, sat down, put up his white fingers and put them to his mouth, "Shh My mother feels it. "
Mom is sleeping. Let's not quarrel with mom.
Mo Qing felt sad. She picked up Xiao Han and sat down beside Gu Xiaoran. "Mom has been sleeping for a long time. If she sleeps again, she will become a little fat man. Shall we call her up and not let her sleep again?"
Xiao Han tilts his head and looks confused. Both Tai Lao ye and Tai Lao say that fat is cute. Why can't mom be a little fat.
"Darling, call mom again, OK?"
Although Xiaohan didn't understand, he still nodded, climbed up to his mother again, and stretched out his hand to pinch his mother's nose.
"Mom, get up."
Mo Qing looked at Gu Xiaoran without blinking. Her heart got stuck in her throat and her palms were sweating nervously.
Xiaohan sees that his mother ignores him and grabs her ear.
Mo Qing is afraid that Xiao Han's hand doesn't know what to do. She hurts Gu Xiaoran. She grabs Xiao Han's hand so that he can't exert himself. She says softly, "baby, if you exert too much, your mother will hurt."
When Xiao Han heard that his mother would hurt, he quickly let go, bent down, hugged her neck and kissed her face.
"Mom, play with the baby."
Gu Xiaoran's thick long eyelashes slowly moistened, and a tear slowly oozed out of the corner of his eye.
Xiao Han gets up, goes to the head of the bed, pulls out a tissue in the tissue box of the bed cabinet, walks back to his mother, squats down, and takes the tissue to wipe her tears from the corners of her eyes.
"If the mother doesn't cry, the baby will be good, and the mother won't cry."
Mo Qing's nose was sour, and tears welled up. He raised his head slightly to prevent tears from flowing down, but he couldn't get rid of the pain in his heart.
Reach out and touch Xiaohan's head, "baby, play games with Dad, OK?"
"Good."
Xiao Han's eyes lit up immediately, but then he thought that his mother was crying. He frowned and wiped away all the tears from his mother's eyes. Then he stood up and rushed to his father.
Mo Qing catches Xiaohan, "let's play the kiss game, OK?"
"Good."
Mo Qing holds Xiao Han to Gu Xiaoran.
"Baby, dad really wants to kiss you. Where can I kiss you?" Moqing stops.
Xiaohan opened his eyes and looked at his father excitedly, wondering where he wanted to kiss him.
"Kiss your little hand."
Mo Qing finished, took the baby's little hand and gave it a kiss. Xiao Han giggled.
"Next, shall we kiss our mother?"
"Good."
"Where is my mother?"
"Face, face." Xiaohan grabs to finish, pours directly on Gu Xiaoran, lies down in front of Gu Xiaoran, kisses Gu Xiaoran on the face, and then sticks out his little tongue to lick it.
"The baby is great." Mo Qing a face of gentle smile, in the heart but bursts of tear pain.
Xiao ran, we have such a lovely son. Don't you care?
More tears slide down Gu Xiaoran's eyes.
"If the mother doesn't cry, the baby will be good." Xiaohan stretched out his fat hand and constantly wiped the tears from Gu Xiaoran's eyes.
Mo Qing couldn't see it any more. Her eyes were wet. She turned away and said softly, "baby, let's continue to play games, OK?"
Xiaohan saw his mother's tears, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
The child's instinctive sensitivity made him aware of something. It seemed that his mother would never play with him again.
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