Chu put her feet on the sofa and got up to wash her hands.

"Go to the pit where you can jump."

Shui Anluo laughs. In fact, he just goes to find Qiao yaruan.

But how did Shi Xiayang come here?

Can't you find Chu Ni Yi? Are you looking for an Fengyang again?

Why is the old man so annoying?

"Ma Ma -- Ma Ma --"

Shui Anluo was thinking about something, and her son's serial screams rang.

Shui Anluo got up with the sofa and jumped over with her mild feet.

"Here we are." Shui Anluo said, limping over.

Little baby is looking at her sister now. I don't know what the sound of numbness is for?

Wen Xin's mood is much better than just now. She reaches for Shui Anluo and sits down.

"Xiaomianmian didn't make any noise this morning, so she has been looking at Xiaobao." Wen Xin said, looking down for her daughter to tidy up her little clothes.

But Xiaomian didn't look at mummy. She blinked her big watery eyes and looked at her brother.

"Mianmian, Xiaomian." Shui Anluo cried.

Xiaomianmian moved her head, looked at shuianluo, and waved her hand to find her brother.

Shui Anluo shrugs. Look, she's useless.

Shui Anluo stretched out his hand to cover the quilt for Wen Xin. "If you have something to call me, I'm OK at home now. When brother Meimei is busy, you can tell me. My mother said that the disease in confinement is lifelong."

"It's OK. Fengyang has been at home." Wen Xin says that she has a special identity. She doesn't know if an Fengyang knows, but an Fengyang never asks for a nanny. He says that he doesn't like strangers at home.

And she chose to believe.

"Ma Ma --" cried the little baby, struggling to get up, slowly buying a short leg to look for Ma Ma.

"Will he go?" Wen Xin was shocked.

Before he fell, Shui Anluo reached out and hugged him. "Well, I can walk a few steps. Yu Ma said that he walked early. He was less than a year old."

The baby returns to Mommy's arms and points to xiaomianmian with a satisfied hand: "sister, sister --"

"sister belongs to the third aunt, and you can't take her away!" Shui Anluo holds him and sits on his lap, watching the baby humming all the time.

Wen Xin hugs her crying daughter and coaxes her gently in her arms.

"Can I give you my sister?" Coco Xin said with a smile, gently open the clothes, let Xiaomian milk.

Baby nodded seriously.

Wen Xin and Shui Anluo both laughed. He nodded his head.

"Sister, time --" the baby said with a smile.

"Yes, my sister is hungry. Can Mommy make milk powder for you?" Shui Anluo said, holding the baby up.

"Wow -"

before shui'anluo left, Xiao Mian cried out with a cry. She didn't even drink milk. She still waved her little hand all the time, as if to point to a baby. It's a pity that she's too small to do it by herself.

Shui Anluo and Wen Xin look at each other. At last, Wen Xin smiles instead.

Shui Anluo sits down again with her baby in her arms. Mianmian stops crying and begins to nurse again.

"Does she feel safe seeing a creature similar to her?" Shui Anluo said and put the baby on the bed.

Wen Xin nodded, "probably."

Xiaomianmian holds on to the baby. They seem to have a good time.

One by one, one by one, they couldn't understand.

An Fengyang made lunch and came to ask them to eat. Xiao Mianmian was asleep after eating milk.

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