He leaned over and tried to carefully pick up the little girl.

It's too small, it's too soft.

As if there were no bones, fleshy, Lu Xiao almost doubted life, what kind of magical creature this human cub was.

He didn't know how to hold it at all, although he had studied it in advance before, but at this time, it was inevitable that he would be a little in a hurry.

The little girl obediently let him pick it up, her eyes were big, her nose was small, she looked at this man cutely, as if she knew who he was, and she was not afraid at all.

You know, except for Wen Xian and Lu's mother, whoever hugged her, she pouted and cried.

Lu Xiao saw that she was babbling, afraid that she would wake Wen Xian, so he simply carried her out cautiously.

By the window in the hallway, the towering maple leaves were fiery red, and the ground was scattered scattered.

In the flowing moonlight, Lu Xiao hugged the little girl in his arms, coaxed her softly, and looked at her and laughed, and he loved her even more in his heart.

It's too much like a warm string.

It's not that he favors his daughter and doesn't pay attention to his son, but the little girl looks really like Wen Xian.

The eyes are big, the nose is delicate, and the mouth is small, and the charm and Wen Xian seem to be carved out of a mold.

It is said that daughters generally look more like their fathers, but she looks like their mothers.

Let him like it in his heart.

He couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her little face, she held a small hand, smiled even more happily, and her eyes seemed to be full of starlight in the sky.

Lu Xiao will not forget the day before leaving, it was the umbilical cord he cut for his daughter with his own hands.

And he also knew from that moment that his Lu Xiao's life was the home given to him by Wen Xian.

This incomparably happy, enviable home.

Husband and wife are loving, a son and a daughter.

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Following.

A full week of confinement? It's time to get ready to get out of here.

The body is recovering very well, and the figure is not out of shape, but there are also changes in some places? For her, it may be an even heavier burden.

After Wen Xian stood in front of the mirror and got dressed, he adjusted his shirt and breathed a sigh of relief.

The clothes on this chest have become tight.

Wen Xian packed everything up and waited for someone from the family to pick it up.

To know? Are there other people living here in this confinement center, but on other floors? Isn't she never seen someone else's husband to take care of her? I've heard some of their inquiries somewhat, but it's inconvenient for her to talk about Lu Xiao's dynamics? Just a perfunctory sentence.

But in their eyes, it seems that there is a discord between their husband and wife? The looks? When I looked at her, I inevitably felt a little more sympathy.

Wen Xian doesn't take it to heart? But it doesn't mean that she didn't react at all, and she smiled directly at a woman at the time: "Or is your husband good?" Considerate and gentle, such a good man wants to watch it? Don't let him be nice to everyone? After all, I'm a married woman, aren't I?"

Talking? She glanced meaningfully at her graceful and hot figure.

As soon as these words came out, the other party was stupid at the time.

After reacting, her face instantly turned red and white, and after that, Wen Xian never saw her husband appear here again.

I want to know who didn't let me come.

And she never heard anyone gossip about her behind her back.

Right now, Wen Xian is with the help of the nurse-