Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Xiaoyu frowned her little brow, seeming to be thinking hard, and then she blinked her eyelashes as long as Xia Ruoxin, and flattened her mouth slightly, so she stretched out her own. Little feet, "Okay, mother can pinch if she wants, but be gentle, otherwise the raindrops will feel uncomfortable." Then, she closed her eyes tightly and opened them secretly. A small slit, as if looking like death, can make people amused.

When Xia Ruoxin saw the awkward look of her daughter, she almost wanted to pinch her twice, but when she saw that her daughter had been rubbed by her face, she never teased her again. "Well, mother knows, no I touched your little feet. "She held her daughter in her arms, and Xiao Yu finally saw her feet and was fine.

This is the happy leaning in the arms of Xia Ruoxin. Mother's body is so fragrant, she likes it.

With long eyelashes shaking from time to time, she raised her pink lips like pink flowers, put her little feet in Xia Ruoxin's arms, and easily fell asleep because she was working and tired. Already.

Xia Ruoxin covered the quilt on her daughter and looked at the house where their mother and daughter had lived for nearly two years. She had to work harder and give Xiaoyu a better life.

Even if it is hard, it is worth it.

"Sleep," she bowed her head and patted her daughter's back, feeling that as long as she held her small body, she would be very satisfied. This lovely distressing baby made her really reluctant to leave her for a day.

And Xiaoyudian has never been separated from her. The relationship between their mother and daughter is really described as dependent.

The light outside gradually brightened and darkened, and beyond the dark curtains, the light inside was almost soft.

In the president's office on the eighteenth floor of Chu, at this time, half of the volcano erupted and half was snow and ice.

Du Jingtang took a hard breath and almost wanted to turn around and leave. He didn't know where his brain was wrong. He should have been happy three years ago. Can he still be a cow or a horse and let others work hard? Oppressing him, he is simply looking for hardship and suffering.

He had a headache for his cousin, and even a little shivering new secretary.

"Well, let's go out first," he quickly stood in front of the little secretary. If she didn't go out again, not only would their great president want a volcano to explode, but the little secretary was sick and frightened. .

When the little secretary heard this, she almost ran out like a fly, and she would never look at their president again. Good terrible man, the eyes are like eating human flesh and drinking human blood. It's all turned red, Ma Ma, it's not scientific, isn't it that the CEO wants the wolf to change?

"Cousin, is it necessary for you, but you just stepped on your feet?" Du Jingtang glanced at the small footprint on Chulu's black leather shoes. It was the little secretary's diligence and stepped on his feet.

No, almost his cousin is about to fold the entire office.

"What do you say?" Chu Li resisted the uncomfortable feeling coming from his feet. He hated others to move his feet, and he couldn't bear others to step on his feet. It is also because his nerves in this footstep are longer than others.