Chapter 1593: Lest I be abandoned

I was about to say, "Go out and take a good bath with the manager", and I didn't expect the baby to be stiff, and then slumped on her. She raised her head with tears, looked at her with complaint, and drew: "Mummy, don't you read Momo again? Nianmo is so good ... you don't abandon Nianmo ..."
A Mo: "..."
The little one was afraid to be abandoned and clinged to her, his cry made her heart ache for a while.
She paused, waved her hand, and signaled that the director could leave on his own.
The director still held a bunch of things that had just rolled out of the stone in his hand. Naturally, he would not disobey the Lord's order and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, the little doll opened his hand to him: "My things! Don't grab my things ..."
A Mo was afraid that he would start crying again. He simply rolled up his sleeves and rolled all the things he held in his hand: "Cry, your things are here."
The baby girl was so contented this time that she lay on her sleeves again. He wondered: "Why is Mommy's clothes so wet?"
A Mo: "..."
She sighed sighing, naturally did not want to see the child in general, waved to let the director leave, she turned on the swing, and lost her shadow.
The general manager's face was left by the expression of Lei Jiao Linen.
He knew that his master liked children, but he didn't expect to be so indulgent, the little baby popped out of the stone made her so dirty, and she didn't want to poke the other finger ...
The breeze blew, and the unmanned swing frame shook again, and the surroundings were restored to peace and quiet.
After a moment, a person's figure appeared on a big tree next to him, with black hair and white robes, handsome and picturesque. He looked down at the swinging frame not far away, and there were dark waves in his eyes. I don't know what I'm thinking about.
When he was in shape, he fell directly on the swing frame, and the swing frame carried him gently.
The long-lost breath on her swing frame is so sweet and so familiar!
Inhaling into his chest made his heart tremble like a burn.
Xuemo, anyway, I finally found you!
You can remember it or not, I won't let go ...
He sat on the swing frame, and the breeze blew his white robe, swaying like snow.
"Hey, that's the devil's swing, and people are not allowed to sit." A little child ran over not far away and pointed at him loudly and accused: "Hey, who are you ..."
The words behind him were not spoken again, because he found that the swing frame was empty and there was no figure.
The child rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "Strange, am I dazzled?"
...
A bath tub with hot water at a moderate temperature, and a little baby hovering happily in it: "It feels good to come out ..."
A Mo squatted by the basin and looked down at him. The little boy was crying fast and laughing fast. He was crying just like the sky was falling, and now he was laughing like an angel.
She looked at him a little bit dreamy.
She likes children to be a holiday, but none of the many children who have come to the garden can be as emotional as she is now.
Is it because of-the reason for delivering him himself?
She saw that the child enjoyed playing happily in the basin, so she let him go.
As soon as she raised her hand, the red stone broken in half appeared again in her palm.