Holly ate each other's bread, touched the corners of her lips, and turned to look at the sea with a smile.

Back in the dormitory of ten people, everyone else fell asleep. As soon as he lay down, he was stabbed in the shoulder. Liu Qiang stuffed a large piece of bread under the quilt and gave it to him in a low voice: "grandma, I didn't expect that in the 21st century, eating a piece of bread would be as sneaky as acting."

The holly took a bite. "It's too sweet. The chef here doesn't look very good."

Liu Qiang hit him on the shoulder with a bad heart. "How do you know it's too sweet? The lady just gave you bread, OK, you boy."

"Put away all your messy ideas." Holly turned a body, "sleep, set sail tomorrow night, behind things are still hiding."

Liu Qiang also turned over and muttered, "why do you think this bed is so hard? I feel like pork lying on it." The voice paused. "Do you think the boss is up here?"

The latter didn't respond, and he answered himself, "that's what I said. This question is meaningless. Anyway, it's here. I can only go on."

The next day, when the ship was going to set sail and walk into the sea, it would soon be possible to talk with the help of specific tools. Dongqing sent a short message to Ye Bo with her mobile phone, and then threw her mobile phone into the sea.

Urumqi, yebo has been here for several days. The phone rings for the first time. It's either a good thing or a bad thing.

He felt uneasy to pick up, looking at the top of a few words, heart stone is put down, "all safe."

It's good to be safe. Now the most important thing is whether he can be safe. He began to pack up his things and return home, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

I picked up my mobile phone and made a call to my wife. Now it should be morning in China. My baby is usually having breakfast or being taken to the park, so I should be able to receive a call.

"Hello, honey."

"Well, how is everything today?" The current was a little noisy. He changed to the windowsill and said, "I'll go back tomorrow."

"Do you remember what day it was?"

He looks gloomy, eyes full of guilt, "wedding anniversary, sorry, today this day should have been with you, I'm not good."

"If you know, open the door."

Open the door? He went to open the door strangely. Outside the door stood song wanting, who was dressed in sports clothes. She looked around with a smile. "The local customs here are very good."

Seeing her husband standing in a daze, she looked very serious. At this time, she was a little dull. She felt sour in her heart and looked inside deliberately. "You can't hide a woman. You're afraid that I'll see her, so you don't dare to speak."

Before she had finished, she was pulled into the room. The door was heavily watched. Her whole body was pressed on the door, and the hot kiss came down.

Ye Bo can't forget the strong palpitation in his heart at that moment. A man came to the dangerous place by plane for more than ten hours just to have a look at him.

"What do you do? It's all my husband's and wife's. after sitting on the plane for such a long time, my face is always getting oil. The whole situation is terrible." Song Mengjie pushes, but her face is still full of laughter.

Ye Bo rarely tough and disobedient, and pressure each other to kiss, and then take people to take a bath to change clothes.

After changing clothes, song Mengjie felt relaxed. The room was full of coffee. Ye Bo put two cups of coffee on the table, "come and drink it, refresh yourself. By the way, where's the baby?"

Song Mengjie sat down, "baby, give it to Ye Bo and Shuimo la. They say they will take good care of it."

Ye Bo pick eyebrows, "interesting."

Dongjiang City

it's still early in the morning, the first cry aroused the resonance of Chihuahua next door. Dogs make people cry. Students who want to go to school go out from the corridor carrying schoolbags and biting bread, and they are sent to school by their parents.

Ye Shuimo and ye Miao are a little helpless when they look at the children who wake up and can't see their parents, who are already crying and wrinkled.

"Brother, what should I do? I'll be hoarse if I cry any more." Ye Shuimo is used to consulting his omnipotent brother about everything.

Ye Miao really can't play around. Although the two-year-old has already begun to have his own consciousness, it's troublesome to cry.

"Didn't sister song leave a note?"

Ye Shuimo wakes up from a dream and dares to get the note. The note is very clear. When the child wakes up, the first thing he does is take him to the toilet. He will brush his teeth by himself, and then he is used to drinking milk powder.

"The two-year-old still drinks milk powder. At that time, I stopped drinking it."

She didn't cry, but the baby who was taken out of the cot by Ye Miao understood it, blinked and was ready to cry. Ye Miao quickly took the other party's favorite toy and blocked it up, and walked to the bathroom hand in hand.

Ye Shuimo had a funny look. He took out his mobile phone and took a picture of them. Then he went to make milk powder for the baby.

In the bathroom, ye Miao gave him the electric toothbrush. "I can brush it."

The baby nods, presses the switch, and then brushes. Ye Miao takes the water and waits beside him. When he finishes, he looks at the mirror tearfully with a bag of tears in his eyes. He looks like he is going to cry."What's the matter? Bite your tongue? "

"Daddy, singer, bear."

What do you mean? Ye Miao was stunned and organized things. "Do you mean dad will sing a little bear song for you?"

The baby also did not know understood, nodded vigorously, ye Miao Baidu once, did not know each other said little bear is what thing.

I called my sister who was soaking milk powder downstairs, and the other side was stunned. Then he said, "I wonder if what he said is a nursery rhyme, calling three little bears, or I'll go up and listen to you sing?"

Ye Miao "drops" to hang up the phone, looks down at stepping on a small stool, looks forward to a small look, sighs, it should be the humanized service provided for employees.

It's singing bear, but it's also very busy here. Ye Shuimo makes milk powder according to the note left by song Mengjie.

"Every time the baby drinks milk powder, it is easy to have milk powder residues, and bacteria will grow over time. Therefore, it is necessary to regularly disinfect the milk bottle, take down the pacifier, wash it, put it in the pot and boil it for 5 minutes."

She took down the pot, and then put all the milk bottles into the pot to cook. She watched the time coming and didn't dare to relax. When she took the milk bottle, she was scalded by her index finger. Because of nervousness and something to do, he didn't feel any special pain.

When you eat milk powder for your baby, you should wash your hands thoroughly with soap to avoid polluting the milk powder spoon and milk powder with dirty hands, because it is inevitable that you will encounter the milk powder bag or spoon when you fill the milk powder, and you need to twist the pacifier. So wash your hands clean.

She quickly went to wash her hands, cleaned them and continued to read the manual, "first add water and adjust the water temperature: 40-60 ℃." Pour a certain amount of warm water into the bottle, and then add the appropriate proportion of milk powder. "

What is the appropriate proportion? She was so tangled that she wanted to ask her brother again. But when she thought of her brother's big head just now, she thought that he must be too busy now. So she took the initiative to search with the search engine and soaked the milk powder according to the above meaning.

Ye Miao took the baby's hand. After brushing his teeth just now, the baby didn't resist him as he did at the beginning. He grabbed his index finger and pointed to the position where he often sat.

Ye Shuimo politely put his own milk powder on it, then put on the molars, and finally prepared to heat breakfast. The breakfast was left by song Mengjie, and it could be heated.

Baby picked up the bottle to drink a few mouthfuls put down, "hard to drink."

"Really?" Ye Shuimo is sad, but also has some guilt. If the baby doesn't keep up because of such nutrition, she will feel guilty.

"Baby." Ye Miao lowered his voice. "It's hard for my sister to make milk for you. You can't say that. You have to say thank you, sister."

The baby was a little afraid. He felt as if he had seen his father. He lowered his head to reflect on himself. Then he picked up the bottle and drank it again.

Ye Miao winks at his younger sister, who happily goes to make breakfast for her baby. When the breakfast is served, the child is very delicious. At this time, the doorbell rings. Ye Miao opens the door and puts the takeout in front of Ye Shuimo. "You eat too."

"Does my brother treat me like a child?" Ye Shuimo smiles to take the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the bag.

In the face of her ridicule, ye Miao raises eyebrows, "aren't you a child?"

After breakfast, ye Shuimo took a dish to wash under the tap, and the red and swollen part of his hand happened to be seen, "what's the matter?"

Ye Miao walks over and naturally pulls her hand to her eyes. The latter is slightly red, and her heart beats faster when she is watched so tenderly by the person she loves. When the other person lets go, ye Shuimo is still a little disappointed.

Soon Ye Miao came back with the scald ointment in his hand. He pulled the person down to the bright place beside the window. He didn't take the cotton swab either. He put the scald ointment evenly on Ye's ink wound with his hand. When he noticed the other person's hand, he immediately softened his hand.

In fact, ye Shuimo doesn't hurt at all. He just looks at his brother's careful actions and feels happy and satisfied. Any emotion can be taken care of. He feels more and more that his brother is a gentle person. But how can he be so quiet, baby?

They went to the dining room and saw that the child who should have been sitting in the living room playing with the building blocks had disappeared and the door was wide open.

When the child disappeared, ye Shuimo was about to cry. They rushed out of the door, one to the left and the other to the right.

Because there is a guard, as long as there is a little brain, seeing a two-year-old running outside the door alone should be intercepted. I'm worried that the guard has no brain.

Ye Miao's legs are quite long. He didn't see the child all the way. When he looked at the guard, the three people were sitting in the guard room talking, and their faces came down on the spot.

Sure enough, those people didn't see the child passing by. What he worried about was that the child was so small, and these people didn't pay attention to it. As long as the child walked out of the gate Pavilion, he might be ignored.

The security guard was also worried. He said in person that he would go out to look for the child in a car. The child was small and could not walk far.

Ye Miao knows that he can only do this for a while. His brow is too tight. He doesn't have a mobile phone, so he follows his sister's direction to find it back. He meets Ye Shuimo halfway and finds nothing.