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Chapter 1201 Why is my daughter so cute

Chapter 1201 Why is my daughter so cute (3)

Seeing Mu Hanchen's skillful movements, Aunt Gu couldn't help laughing: "Mr. is such a good father."

"I have to thank Bo Huan, because of her, I have the chance to be a good father..." Mu Han pursed his lips, and nodded his daughter's nose: "Are you right, Xing Xing?"

Gu Ying smiled, said nothing more, released the child to Mu Hanchen, and left by herself.

The room fell silent, and the little guy woke up after sleeping for a while, crying loudly.

Mu Hanchen gently put her on the bed, with the quilt on her navel, and then turned to make milk powder.

First water and then milk, shake left and right...

Every step is extremely strict.

Bo Huan's milk was not good, and Mu Hanchen wanted her to have a good rest, so he simply let the child drink milk powder.

When he returned to the child with the bottle, the little guy was so wronged that his face was flushed from crying.

Mu Hanchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, hugged the baby in his arms, stuffed the bottle into her mouth, Xing Xing immediately stopped crying, and began to drink in small sips.

Seeing her daughter's cute appearance, even if she made a fuss, Mu Han was still happy in his heart.

"Why so cute."

The more I look, the more I like it.

Because it is born happily.

"Sleep obediently when you're full." After the baby finished drinking, Mu Hanchen immediately took out the bottle to prevent the baby from getting bloated when he drank the air: "Look at what daddy is doing, why don't you go to sleep?"

When the little guy was full, he stared at Mu Hanchen with wide eyes, and moved his little hands around restlessly.

The child didn't sleep, so Mu Hanchen had no choice but to hold her and walk around the room gently, and didn't put the child back on the bed until the child was sound asleep.

The child has to get up to drink milk about four times a night, and every time he cries, Mu Hanchen will wake up immediately, and first touch his daughter's little face: "Good boy, daddy will get you something to eat."

The little guy really stopped crying when he heard his father's voice.

Tossing and turning like this, the night passed like this.

When Bo Huan woke up and went to the nursery, he realized that Mu Han was not there.

"Gu Ying called, Mr. Mu has already passed away." Aunt Gu whispered while holding the child.

Guying?

Bo Huan frowned, thinking that there must be news from Xuxu.

"Don't worry, madam, Miss Ying will be fine."

Bo Huan nodded slightly, but his brows could not be relaxed.

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Mu Hanchen didn't sleep well all night, so he drove to Song Shichu's place early the next morning.

Pei Yan had arrived ahead of him, and almost broke in several times.

But Guying only listened to Mu Hanshen and didn't dare to let him in.

Seeing Mu Hanshen, Gu Ying immediately said respectfully: "Young Master Mu, Song Shichu is willing to say it."

Mu Han nodded deeply, looked up at Pei Yan, and said in a low voice: "You are outside now!"

"Why?" Pei Yan frowned, but regretted saying it: "Okay, I'll wait outside."

He did not forget what Mu Hanchen said last night.

If you want to get news from Ying Xuxu, you can only listen to him.

Mu Han withdrew his gaze lightly, walked into the room with his feet up,
Song Shichu didn't close his eyes all night because he was worried about Ying Xuxu, and because he was tied to a chair and couldn't move, he looked very embarrassed.

Seeing Mu Hanshen's appearance, the man suddenly laughed, his voice hoarse: "Young Master Mu is really good at planning, and I'm really not afraid that Ying Xuxu will die in my hands."

Mu Hanchen kicked away the chair in front of him, sat directly on the sofa, took out his phone gracefully, and sent a text message to Bo Huan: Have breakfast!

Bo Huan's thoughts are all on the child, and she doesn't remember to eat when he is not around.

(End of this chapter)

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