Chapter 2395: worry

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He always wanted a girl, just like Yan Huan, so beautiful and sensible girl, this time, it was really right, he had his own cotton-padded jacket, his little lover.
This is his child, his daughter, everything he has now.
The little guy is only a little bit, and the little face is as big as the fist of the adult. The whole body is almost pink all over, and the eyes are also tightly closed. The current small appearance is not long open, but it can be seen. This child looks like him, and the familiar between the eyebrows is not him, the small chin is sharp, this is like a mother, the ears are also small and soft, and also like a mother, but generally like him, anyway This is how he felt.
He stretched out his hand several times, and still didn’t dare to hug. The child’s small body was too soft. He thought the child was like Yan Huan, but he really didn’t expect that his daughter would be like that. Small, so soft, and so fragile, he is afraid to hurt her, what should I do?
"Have you ever embraced Huanhuan?"
When Ye Rong saw the boss like this, he was actually a little bit crying and laughing. He usually got used to the big scene, and the boss who was acting decisively, but now he is rubbing his hands on himself from time to time. This is simply how nervous it is. How nervous, it didn't look like him on weekdays.
"That's different," the boss no longer dared to hug his daughter when he was wiping the waves in his palms on himself.
"Xiao Huanhuan is so big that you don't have to worry about it, but the child seems to have no bones. I don't dare to do anything."
"Children are the same, just get used to it."
Ye Rong put the child in front of the boss and taught the boss to hug such a small child.
The boss carefully hugged the daughter who had not been born long, and protected the daughter's small head with one hand, and then it was like holding a time bomb, and the whole body was stiff.
And suddenly the boss hugged his daughter and this is what he remembered.
"You go back first. It is enough to have my babysitter here. Xiao Huanhuan is still at home."
"She's very good," Ye Rong smiled, but the smile was bitter in his mouth.
No matter what, they are all more than one year old. She is still very weak and easily injured. She still needs mother's protection.
"You go back first, here is where I am."
The boss also felt that this time they had done too much, leaving people to leave the one-year-old child at home. When he came, he listened to the nanny.
The promise that his wife relied on very much, she must be present to give birth to a child, and there is no way to promise, she can only follow, but to put Yan Huan, who is more than one year old, at home alone, such a big one Children, how dangerous a person is.
I don’t know if the windows are closed, the fire in the kitchen is closed, and the refrigerator is closed. When such a big child is just lively and naughty, they are also full of all kinds of curiosity. With his desire, he was not afraid of what happened in his house, but only worried that the child would fall, hurt himself, or hurt him, so let Ye Rong go back first, so that the child really did not have an accident. How would he face Ye Rong and how to get along with others?
He had a daughter, and now he loves the house and Wuwu. Besides, he likes Xiaoyanhuan very much, and Xiaoyanhuan grew up in his arms. If there is no Yanhuan, there will be no such cute daughter. Naturally, he likes Yan Huan, and there is also a feeling of gratitude.
Ye Rong came out of the hospital, she touched her wrist, and then lifted her sleeves, she saw blue marks on her wrist.
She sighed, and then lowered her sleeves. She quickly stopped a taxi outside the hospital and hurried back to her home. She was nervous and frightened all the way.
Fear of her daughter crying, afraid of crying to find her mother.
When she pushed open the door, the palms of her hands were different with the sweat of one hand.
"Huanhuan..."
Ye Rong shouted her daughter's name outside, and even ran in without changing shoes.
"Huanhuan..."
She yelled again, and the voice also brought out crying. What about her daughter, is her daughter okay? Her Huanhuan.
A door was pushed open from the inside, and Yan Huan ran out with his chubby legs.
"Mom," she hugged Ye Rong's legs all at once, and smiled happily when she lifted her small face. It's nice to have a mother, yes, it's nice to have a mother. She will always care about her and hurt She is also someone who loves her unconditionally.
She has been away from her mother for many years, and now she is facing a young mother, and she is very grateful in her heart, so this life, she must take good care of her mother, that is, she is still too When I was young, I still needed my mother’s care.
Ye Rong squatted quickly and hugged her daughter tightly.
"Sorry, Mom won't leave you for so long."
Ye Rong really felt sorry for her daughter, and she was so young, but she left her alone at home. Fortunately, it was okay. If something happened, what would you do? She would have only such a daughter in her life.
Yan Huan is her life. No, she is more important than her life. Even if she doesn’t have her life, she can’t hurt Yan Huan.
"Mom, Huanhuan is very good, very nice," Yan Huan extended his little hand like an adult, comforting Ye Rong.
"Huahuan plays toys alone, and is neither hungry nor thirsty. Huanhuan is thinking of her mother, and she will be back. Mother is so nice."
Ye Rong hugged her daughter tightly, almost crying.
Her daughter is really the most lovely little angel given to her by heaven and earth. Even if she gave up everything from the Ye family, even if she gave up her own home, her parents, she is unwilling to give up her daughter.
Ye Rong wiped his tears, and then touched his daughter's small head.
"Have you fallen?"
She asked, putting her hands on her daughter's small head, fearing she would fall herself.
Yan Huan shook his head, "Huan Huan didn't fall."
Ye Rong pulled up her daughter's small arm again, the child's skin was already very tender, and if it was a little bruised and bruised, it would be green for several days. There was no bag on Yan Huan's head, and the small arm was also white. Jingjing, so she should not be hurt,
But Ye Rong was still uneasy. She took off her daughter's pants to see if there were any injuries on her little buttocks and calves. She really couldn't leave her daughter anymore. Since she was born, almost never left her. How could she be assured that her children would stay here alone.