Ye Rongyuan's circle of friends has no content, the last one is that the circle of friends was three and a half years ago, and the content is also a photo, and the content of the photo is also related to the small milk group.

That photo is a little baby's small hand, so small that it can only hold Ye Rongyuan's tail finger, with the text:

[My little baby. 】

Ye Rongyuan's two circle of friends do not restrict the viewing permission, at this time, as long as you click on his circle of friends, you can see these two circle of friends one after the other, but the time difference is three and a half years.

Not long after the new circle of friends was posted, it immediately received a lot of likes, as well as some comments full of praise.

Ye Rongyuan glanced at it, I don't know if anyone among them is to praise him, but at this moment, he is proud and proud.

Lunch was ready, Ye Liyuan and Ye Rongyuan returned to the ward with An An's little milk group, and the painting of the little milk group was also carefully brought together.

In the living room of the ward, the table was already full of the fruits of the chefs and Ye Rongyuan's labor.

When Mrs. Ye and Mr. Ye saw that they were back, they got up and greeted them as soon as possible, of course, there is no doubt that they welcomed the small milk group.

Old Madam Ye first hugged the little milk ball into her arms and looked her up and down carefully, for fear that her fine skin and tender flesh would be hurt.

Seeing that there was no injury on the little milk ball, Mrs. Ye was finally relieved, and smiled and nodded the tip of the little nose of the little milk ball, "An An is very happy." ”

Qin Suian's emotions were obviously written on that cute little face.

Hearing her grandmother say this, she immediately happily shared her joy with her grandmother, and the little milk voice couldn't hide her happiness: "Grandma ~ the third uncle said that An An's painting is very good!" The friends of the third uncle also praised An'an's painting very good~"

Ye Rongyuan read to her the comments that praised the little milk group one by one, who doesn't like to listen to praise?

Old Madam Ye looked at her third son with puzzled eyes, and then looked at the little milk ball in her arms with a smile again, "Did An An still paint?" ”

Qin Suian nodded his little head vigorously, "Yes~"

Mrs. Ye really wanted to see the paintings of the little milk group, but at this moment, she still sat down on the sofa with An An in her arms, and handed her the small milk bottle prepared in advance, "Come to An An, drink some milk first." ”

While the little milk group was drinking milk, Mrs. Ye took the book handed over by her second son Ye Liyuan, opened it, and the first page was the painting drawn by the little milk group herself.

From this lifelike painting, Mrs. Ye can see the busy cooking of Ye Rongyuan and the chefs in the kitchen.

The surprise in her eyes was undisguised, and she raised her eyes to look at her two sons, "Is this really painted by An An?" ”

Ye Rongyuan immediately said: "Of course, Mom, my painting skills are not so superb. ”

Ye Liyuan also nodded, looked at the little milk ball holding the bottle and drinking milk, and said with a smile: "I looked at An An and drew it." ”

"An An drew so well." Old Madam Ye's fingertips stroked the paper in disbelief, the little milk ball was still so small, she could clearly draw everything she saw.

Mr. Ye was shocked in his heart, and leaned over to look at it again, "An An is too powerful!" ”

I knew that the little milk group could play chess, and then I had super talented piano skills, and now it is difficult to even draw the little milk group.

Mr. Ye really wanted to know, is there anything else that their little milk group won't?

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(I've been sick repeatedly lately, and my body is too uncomfortable, and my head is getting groggy day by day, so the update is a little slow, I'm sorry.) ）