"Of course, you hide your little head, Mama can see your little butt exposed." Xiong Miao smiled, and gently scratched his little nose.
"Mama, Qianqian and Wanwan haven't been found yet." Junjun counted the children present, and volunteered to report to Xiong Miao.
"Womeng, let's go find it together." Liu Baobao took the lead in running towards their numb room with his short legs.
Just now she saw Qianqian enter Ma Ma's room.
Xiong Baobao and Xiong Lele looked left and right in the room, but they still didn't see Qianqian and Wanwan.
"Ha ha……"
In the end, they couldn't hold back their laughter, and Baby Bear and Lele found them all at once.
"Guokuo, Guoguo. Womeng has found Nimeng." Baby Xiong stepped forward happily, with a chubby body, and hugged Wanwan and Qianqianyi.
Seeing them so happy, Xiong Miao involuntarily smiled, full of joy.
Seeing the children having fun made her happier than she did herself.
Aunt Song cooked the meal, and after they ate, Xiong Miao and Aunt Song bathed the children together and put them to sleep.
The two started busy packing the children's things.
All in all, it is to pack up what the children play, use, and wear.
Even if people came, there was no trace of children.
In order to prevent Zhan Yeling from making a surprise attack, he noticed the existence of the children.
These days, Xiong Miao's sense of crisis is getting heavier and heavier.
Feeling uneasy in his heart, he always felt that Zhan Yeling would make a surprise attack and find out that she had hidden his child.
Whenever she thinks of such a scene, her heart throbs with pain.
She doesn't want to be separated from the children.
After packing up the children's things, Aunt Song went back to her home.
After Xiong Miao washed up, he opened the door of the children's room. The scent of milk mixed with the sweet breathing of the children satisfied Xiong Miao's sense of smell and hearing.
She stepped forward gently, squatted down, and kissed each child's face.
The scent of milk was so intoxicating that she was a little drunk.
It's been a long time since she slept with Baby Bear's soft and cute body. She lay down and hugged Baby Bear.
That soft little body was held in her arms, it was really sweet and happy.
Xiong Miao thought about hugging for a while, then went back to her room to sleep.
But she didn't expect that the feeling of security and happiness was so strong that she fell asleep in a short while.
When I woke up, it was already dawn.
Baby Bear was still sleeping in her arms, and she yawned.
Turning his gaze, he met a pair of bright eyes, a pair of men's eyes.
She was taken aback for a moment, and after looking carefully, she realized that it was Song Mingzhe.
Only then did she let go of her tense nerves.
"What are you doing, squatting there all morning is scary!" Xiong Miao sat up and blamed in a low voice.
This fellow was actually squatting beside her bedside, staring at her with a pair of eyes motionless, frightening to death.
"Look at you, bringing the children to sleep on the ground with you! What kind of life is this?" Song Mingzhe mocked and blamed.
He came over early in the morning and found that the door was still closed, so he stood outside the door and waited.
After a while, an aunt came to open the door.
He remembered that Panda said that she invited an aunt, so he came in with her.
I could have woken up Xiong Miao, but seeing her holding Baby Xiong, an adult's fair face next to a child's pink face, both of them were sleeping so soundly.
It was a beautiful and happy painting, he couldn't bear to disturb it, so he turned on his phone to take a picture of that beautiful picture and keep it.
He squatted there, admiring their beauty and softness for a long time.
Until Xiong Miao woke up.
"I'm having a great time." Xiong Miao lifted the quilt and got up, then covered it tightly again, the children still haven't woken up.
Fortunately, she didn't take off her underwear yesterday, and she was also wearing coral fleece pajamas.
So at this moment, even if he just got up, there is no embarrassment in acting in front of Song Mingzhe.
"Ma Ma, um, Ma Ma..." The little person in the bed moved and made a weak, soft voice of baby bear.