Chapter 2002: The advent of little angels (3)

Chapter 2002: Little Angel Comes (3)
Jiaer is so small and so weak, but her eyes are so pure and clear. She is like an elf and angel, she ...
Zhan Mo's memories are not over, but all thoughts have been interrupted by the scene in front of her.
When he remembered the first time he saw Zhan Jiaer, he walked forward to the glass window subconsciously, and the scene in the nursery had fallen into his eyes.
What elves and angels, the engraved memories that Jiaer had deeply imprinted in his mind in the past, were all scattered by the sight in front of him ...
There are three incubators in the nursery.
And the three young boys who were born just a short while ago were lying obediently.
One of them slept with his eyes closed, no matter how many people were surrounded.
But even so, it still does not prevent people from feeling his beauty.
The little dumpling who sleeps with his eyes closed can show that he has a pair of narrow eyes.
The small nose and small mouth are very pink and beautiful, even if the baby is not open at all, but the facial features look more three-dimensional and delicate than the baby nearby.
Especially his hair and eyebrows are black and black.
The other two uncles who were not asleep, with curious black eyes, stared strangely at the adults around the window.
Their eyes are so dark and bright, their skin is so transparent and fair.
They are obviously just born babies, but they have a beautiful face that can be softened to their hearts at first glance.
The pink and tender face had a smile that looked like a smile. The first second thought he was going to smile at you, but the next second they chuckled their smiles and made your expectations come to nothing.
But even so, it still makes people feel bad.
Zhan Mo stood by the window like this, her angular face was deeply shocked.
Such a dull look never appeared on his face, but his calmness to persistence, at this moment, was shocked and frustrated in front of these three small regiments.
When Zhan Mo reluctantly controlled the facial muscle expression, and decided to make himself look a little bit less, the little dumplings placed in the left and right incubators suddenly looked at him and smiled at him.
The little lip's little lips are pulled up slightly, and the small dimples embedded in the cheeks are revealed. The dark black crystal eyes appear like countless starlights pouring out at this instant, illuminating the deepest and softest heart of Zhan Mo. Over there.
"OMG, he laughed! Little angel really laughed!"
"What a lovely little dimple, God ... so touching!"
The excited voices of the nurses pulled back Zhan Mo's shocked thoughts, and he regained his senses so that he did not lose himself in the small group's impenetrable smile.
What is a little elf and what is a little angel? At this moment, the war desert is really seen.
In the past, Zhan Jiaer, who was deeply imprinted in the heart of Zhan Mo, was nothing in front of the three babies.
Compared with them, she is pure, pure and natural, just like cheap inferior products.
"These three babies ... them, who is the boss, who is the second child, and who is the youngest?" Zhan Mo managed to find his voice. He stood outside the glass wall and asked dumbly.
The man's low magnetic voice disturbed the nurse who was watching the baby excitedly, and they turned back in surprise, slightly blushing when they saw Zhan Mo's handsome face carved like a knife and axe.
(End of this chapter)