"I..." Bu Jinghua wanted to say some comforting words, but she didn't say a word. She immediately picked up Xiaobao, put him on the bed, carefully covered him with the quilt, and removed the baby from the bracelet.

I took out a pill and wanted to feed it to Xiaobao. Just watch the entertainment embarrassment picture.

"Mommy, Mommy... promise me, don't, don't be angry with me, okay? I will be good..." At this moment, Xiaobao's babble-like words came out again. He closed his eyes tightly and murmured

He asked softly and imploringly.

"..." Looking at that pale little face, Bu Jinghua really didn't know what to say. She wasn't angry, she was just angry with herself. Why was she still so blind? It's been almost three years, so

The man's face was still so clearly imprinted in her mind, and it never dissipated. She was afraid that she would regard Xiaobao as that man and take revenge...

Looking at the little face that looked very similar to Long Yan, Bu Jinghua couldn't help but frown.

"Mommy... Mommy... so... cold... cold..." The little person couldn't stop shivering, and his whole body was curled up together.[

"Don't..." Bu Jinghua couldn't help but comforted her, but found that her voice was so dry. She carefully put Xiaobao's trembling body into her arms, and the feeling of holding Xiaobao made her

She was surprised that she had never even held Xiaobao since he was born. Even for breastfeeding, she had to get animal milk. I remember that time, Sister Su forcibly put Xiaobao into Bu Jinghua's arms.

At that point, Xiaobao was thrown to the ground. Since then, Sister Su has never forced Bu Jinghua to hold Xiaobao... Today, for the first time, she felt the fragility of that little body.

"Mommy..." The person in her arms seemed to feel Bu Jinghua's hug, and her small hands quickly hugged Bu Jinghua's waist, holding Bu Jinghua tightly.

Bu Jinghua found a very suitable position in Jinghua's arms, and the painful expression on his face was slightly relieved. Seeing the gentle look on the little ghost's face, Bu Jinghua's tense expression finally softened, and he hugged the little ghost.

Bao, gently patting Xiaobao's body with her hands to create a gentle rhythm, fulfilling the responsibility of being a mother for the first time.

The night gradually got deeper, Bu Jinghua fed Xiaobao the pill, and he still held Xiaobao motionless through the long night. At dawn the next day, the mother and son were still lying hugging each other.

□, No one wants to let go of anyone.

A few chirping birds woke up Bu Jinghua, who was sleeping quite drunkenly. In so many years, last night was the most comfortable and peaceful sleep Bu Jinghua had. When he woke up leisurely, he saw the little one in his arms.

When he was little, Bu Jinghua was stunned for a moment, but he quickly recalled what happened last night. He nervously put his hands on Xiaobao's hair, feeling that his body temperature had returned to normal, and then his expression relaxed, and his face

A soft light like the morning sun lingers on it.

She wanted to get up and get breakfast for her mother, but her body was restrained by Xiaobao's hands and feet. As long as she moved even slightly, the kid would murmur in displeasure, and then his hands and feet would hold Bu Jinghua tighter.

Bu Jinghua didn't dare to move anymore, for fear of waking up the little guy who was still sleeping.

Recalling that time, when the little guy was still in her belly, she felt so happy and loved the little kid so much. It was undeniable that she also loved the little kid in her heart now, but... this kind of
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