Gu Ailin also looked at her, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"
Song Yunyun said, "It's okay, it's just to let you pay attention to safety."
"We will take care of ourselves, sister-in-law, don't worry," said Gu Ailin.
Song Yunyun nodded.
She watched them leave, and she couldn't help.
His expression was gloomy.
Eagle walked forward, "Madam, do you need any help from me?"
Song Yunyun shook her head, "Let's go in!"
She said, "You have to worry when I'm not here."
"It's all what I should do." Eagle lowered his eyes.
Both came over and hugged Song Yunyun's legs, "Mom, hug me."
Song Yunyun bent over and pulled the wound when she pulled the wound with both hands.
"Can you hold hands?" she asked in a warm voice.
Shuangshuang shook her head, "I want a hug."
The eagle stepped forward and said, "I'll hold you."
Shuangshuang, "..."
"I don't want it." After that, he ran away!
When Song Yunyun was not here, he was seen so tightly by the eagle.
He is not allowed to climb high and low, and he is not prepared to leave the place outside the manor.
Tell him to learn F language very well.
Let him eat more.
He can say that he has no freedom at all!
He should not be hugged by the eagle.
Being held in his arms is the same as imprisoning him.
There is no warmth at all.
What he wants is his mother's warm embrace.
Song Yunyun raised his eyebrows, "Are he so afraid of you?"
While speaking, he turned to look at the eagle.
Ying didn’t know very well, what does Song Yunyun mean?
He said explanatoryly, "Is it because when you are not here, I saw him too deadly, so he rejected me?"
Song Yunyun suddenly laughed.
She said, "Good done."
The eagle also moved its lips.
...
In Wuxin City, Yang Mingshuo was discharged from the hospital with poor cultivation.
Because he made a contribution this time, the bureau gave him a vacation.
On the one hand, it was because he was injured and had not fully recovered. On the other hand, An Lu gave birth to him, so he had some time to spend with his children at home.
In the past, Yang Mingshuo would not be willing to rest.
He hasn't had a rest after working for so many years.
But this time, he did not refuse and accepted the good intentions from above.
"The baby's name is, our child needs to have a name," said Yang Mingshuo.
An Lu puts the flowers into the vase!
This flower was given by someone else, and there are many fruits.
She was wearing a simple home clothes and turned around, "It's time to have a name, what's the point?"
She hasn't thought about it carefully yet.
Yang Mingshuo had already thought about it, and he thought a lot, but he was afraid that An Lu would not like it.
An Lu walked over and stood beside the bed, "Why are you still seeing me?"
Yang Mingshuo refused to admit it, "I don't know."
"You have it." She bent over and stared at him, "Did you not think about it at all, so you can't think of it for a while, so you don't speak?"
"I thought about it." Yang Mingshuo replied subconsciously.
After answering, he felt that he had answered too quickly.
He smiled, "Forget it, you can deal with me."
An Lu pulled her lips, smiled slightly, her eyebrows and eyes curled, "I know, you are the only one who is willing to indulge me."
Yang Mingshuo looked into her eyes, "The nickname is Baoer, which means that she is our caring little cotton jacket, and her name is Zhenzhen. What do you think?"
An Lu nodded vigorously, "I like it, and it sounds nice, Tao Zhiyao, his leaves Zhenzhen, and Yang Zhenzhen."
Yang Mingshuo was stunned for a moment, "Yang Zhenzhen?"
"Yes, otherwise? You are the father of the child!"
"I thought..."
"Why are you?" An Lu's expression suddenly became serious.