"Zeyan!" Yi Xiaoxiao blurted out.

This is exactly the same as Ozawa Yan in the dream she made up, they are all cute little meat dumplings.

She subconsciously stroked her belly, and she clearly remembered that the baby was flowing out of her belly, and she hadn't seen him since she woke up.

She thought he had died at the hands of that woman, so she never dared to think about it, let alone ask about it.

Yi Xiaoxiao was cold, and looked at Gu Yanting with an eager gaze, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Gu Yanting stood up and walked towards her with a stroller, "Cut the abdomen and take him out." At that time, he only had a faint breath and could die at any moment. You're in a deep coma. I asked the people below to do their best to save him from death. ”

"Why does he recognize me?" Yi Xiaoxiao asked.

"Every day, a caregiver will show him photos and videos of you, and he will naturally recognize you."

Yi Xiaoxiao squinted and stared at him tightly, as if she was measuring the truth of his words.

"Mama."

When that soft and immature little voice sounded, Yi Xiaoxiao's heart softened.

Her eyelids drooped, and she looked at the little milk bag in the stroller, and a smile appeared on her face that she had not seen in a long time.

"Zeyan."

The little meat dumpling smiled innocently at her, and stretched out his chubby little hand, "Hug." ”

Yi Xiaoxiao hugged him into her arms, feeling his fleshy, soft, warm little body, the empty heart, the blind and sore heart, injected with fresh and warm blood.

Yi Xiaoxiao kissed the fleshy little face of the little milk bag, and the little milk bag squeaked and laughed, thinking that she was playing with herself, and waved her fleshy little hand happily.

Gu Yanting watched the interaction between the mother and son, and his cold and waveless eyes gradually softened.

Yi Xiaoxiao directly hugged the little meat dumpling and went upstairs, as for Gu Yanting behind her.

I'm sorry, nothing happened to him, and he was completely ignored by the mother and son.

After going to the master bedroom, Yi Xiaoxiao placed the little milk bag on the bed, watched him on the bed, pouted his little buttocks and crawled, and looked back at the hemp behind him from time to time.

The little guy buried his little head under the pillow and cried out in a milky voice, "Mama, come to me." ”

Yi Xiaoxiao looked at the stupid cute baby who couldn't hide people under the pillow and only hid a small head, and responded with a smile, "Okay." Mom is looking for it. You're going to have to hide. ”

"Hmm."

The little milk bun was buried in the pillow, pouting the little buttocks, twisting and twisting.

"Gee, not here. There is also none. Where is the treasure hidden? Yi Xiaoxiao's voice came from the east for a while, and from the west for a while.

Seeing that Ma Ma hadn't found himself yet, the little milk bag squeaked and laughed.

"Ma Ma come to me."

"Where the hell is the baby hidden, why can't you find it?"

After looking for a while, the little milk bag seemed to be unable to stand Ma Ma being so stupid, pulled his little head out from under the pillow, turned around, and shouted at Yi Xiaoxiao, "I'm here." ”

Yi Xiaoxiao was very cooperative with a sudden realization expression, "Ah! So you're here. ”

As he spoke, he pounced forward and grabbed him into his arms.

The little meat bun squeaked and laughed happily.

At the same time, in the study, Gu Yanting sat on the sofa, staring at the screen with deep dark eyes, her eyes followed the slender figure in the video, watching the intimate interaction between the mother and son, and watching her show her nature and smile at that little thing without reservation.

I have to say, he was jealous.