"Ke... no... gurgle... gurgle..." Xiaoshuai was itching to be kissed and kept hiding. Lu Mo deliberately teased him and kissed him wherever he hid.

The little guy hugged her neck with both hands and laughed crisply.

"Come on, little Xiaoning, kiss your auntie, hurry up, hurry up." After kissing and teasing enough, Lu Momo put his face in front of Xiaoshuai expectantly, ready to accept the little guy's kiss.

Xiaoshuai grinned, showing a few small white teeth, turned his head and glanced at Ba Ba Ma Ma, and then gave her a big "pop" on the face.

Lu Momo was satisfied.

When Lu Mo Mo walked to the gurney with Xiao Shuai in his arms, pointed at Mo Qiange and told him that that was his uncle, the tip of Luo Anning's nose felt sore. Two years later, Qiange still didn't wake up.

His skin was paler than the last time I saw it, almost transparent.

The cheeks are so thin that they are sunken, and the eye sockets are also much sunken.

The hands exposed outside the quilt were so thin that she felt sad.

Rong Yan hugged her calmly, tightened his arms, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Don't be sad, have you forgotten? Catherine said he will wake up, it's just a matter of time."

Luo Anning was still in a very low mood. In order to divert her attention, Rong Yan made a joke: "Actually, I envy Mo Qiange. Look, he sleeps so peacefully. The company doesn't have to worry about it, and he won't have any worries." The case is waiting for him to make a decision. The most important thing is that there are so many beauties waiting to accompany him. If it were me, I would..."

"Don't say it!" She put her index finger against his thin lips, Luo Anning's eyes were filled with mist, and her voice had an inaudible tremor: "You are not allowed to say such things, do you understand? You still have to take care of Xiaoshuai and me. , don’t even think about such a thing! I won’t let such a thing happen to you.”

Rong Yan rubbed her head lovingly and said in a satisfied voice: "I really didn't hurt you in vain. You know you are worried about me. Not bad, not bad. It deserves a reward."

Lu Momo sat on the chair, let Xiaoshuai hug her neck, stepped on her legs, and told him gently that the person lying on the bed was his uncle, who was very good to his mother, very good...

Xia Xinlan looked at the scene in front of her and felt that she was redundant. She whispered, "I'll prepare some refreshments" and left.

The sun shines through the clouds and shines warmly on the earth. The breeze blows on the face and the green grass makes people feel particularly relaxed, as if time has slowed down at this moment.

Rong Shao's family of three settled in the villa.

In the evening, after Luo Anning took a bath, she came out of the bathroom and wanted to take Xiaoshuai to take a bath.

Mr. Rong stopped her calmly, "You go take care of Mo Qiange. I will help Xiaoshuai bathe him."

The purpose of her trip was to bring Xiaoshuai to see Mo Qiange, and also to let Mo Qiange 'see' his nephew.

"Okay, let's have a midnight snack together after washing."

Young Master Rong smiled and nodded. After Luo Anning went out, he bent down and picked up the handsome boy who was playing with building blocks on the sofa.

Beside the bathtub where the water was placed, Young Master Rong squatted with his shirt rolled up to his elbows, holding a bath ball in one hand and a little yellow duck in the other. His phoenix eyes tightly grasped the little guy sitting in the bathtub. A small one, a face carved out of a mold, with big eyes staring at small eyes.

Narrowing his phoenix eyes, Mr. Rong said seriously: "I'll give you two choices. One, cooperate with me and take a good bath. Two, from now on, you will never play with the little yellow duck in the bath. One or two, Choose.”

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