Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 840 Hug, Hug
Miya looked at him and knew that he was doing it for his own good, and also knew that he cared about him and cared about him.

Cheng Yue walked towards her, stretched out his hand to hold her two hands, looked her in the eyes and said, "Just listen to me once, rest well at home tonight, and we will pick up Hanghang back tomorrow morning."

Miya didn't insist anymore, looking at his face, he couldn't say any words of rejection. He asked her too few times, but even if he did, it was never for himself, like now.

Seeing her nodding, Cheng Yue touched her head with some relief, then pulled her hand over to the sofa, patted her on the shoulder to let her sit down on the sofa, and then sat down beside her, He reached around her head and embraced her shoulders, let her head rest on his body, and said in a low voice, "Today, it's just the two of us, watch TV with me, and don't think about anything else."

"En." Miya responded softly, slightly adjusting a comfortable position on his shoulders, with a slight smile on his lips.

How long had it been since they sat and relaxed watching TV together like this?She couldn't remember, but it seemed like a long time ago.

Mitya slept soundly that night. When he woke up, it was almost eight o'clock. Recently, he hadn't slept so well for a long time.

After washing up, he came down from the stairs, and happened to run into Cheng Yue who was about to go upstairs at the stairs.

"I was just about to go up and call you. Breakfast is ready, come and eat." He reached out and took her hand, leading her towards the restaurant.

Looking at the hot Sanxian noodles on the table, Mi Jia was moved and felt more sorry, looked at Cheng Yue and said, "It's fine to go out for breakfast and eat something casually, why waste so much effort to get up early Get these."

Just looking at the ingredients on the noodles, he knew that he must have bought them ready-made in the supermarket, and it would take a lot of time and energy to make them.

Cheng Yue asked her to sit down, and sat down across the table by himself, saying, "I'm used to getting up early."

Mijia picked up a shrimp with that chopstick and put it in her mouth. The delicious taste of the shrimp spread in her mouth. She picked up a piece of frangipane and chewed it together with the shrimp. The delicious taste made her want to close her mouth happily. Eye.

Seeing her satisfied face, the corners of Cheng Yue's eyes also half-bent.

Swallowing what was in his mouth, Mi Jia looked at Cheng Yue and said coquettishly, "You're not used to getting up early, you're just used to pampering me!"

From getting married to now, he really doted on her and let her go everywhere, not to mention him, she was almost used to being doted on by him, and he thought it was a matter of course.

Cheng Yue glanced at her and said, "It's not good to spoil you."

"You'll spoil me like this." Mitya frowned. She really felt that this problem was serious. He spoiled her so much that she almost forgot how she should treat him.

"It's okay, I don't care." Cheng Yue said as he put the shrimp in his bowl into hers. When he likes someone, he just wants to pamper her and love her so much. When she is happy, he can will be happy.

Seeing this, Mi Jia hurriedly picked up the bowl and turned aside, "I can't eat it!"

"I can't get enough of these."

"No, I don't want it anyway." Mijia refused, holding the bowl and refusing to put it down.

Seeing her insistence, Cheng Yue had no choice but to compromise, "Okay, I won't hold it for you, put the bowl down."

Hearing what he said, Mijia put down the bowl again and ate the noodles obediently.

Mi Jia's appetite was still small, and after eating about half of it, he couldn't eat any more. He stared at Cheng Yue with big eyes, with an innocent expression on his face.

Cheng Yue knew what was going on in her little head just by looking at her face, so he took the initiative to push his bowl in front of her, "I just want noodles."

Mi Jia nodded hurriedly, and put almost all the noodles in his bowl into his bowl.

Cheng Yue looked helplessly at the half bowl of noodles in his bowl, and then at her, only to see that she stuck out her tongue towards him, happily took a big mouthful of soup from her bowl.

What else could be done, as long as she was happy, Cheng Yue resigned to his fate, took his bowl again, and disposed of most of the bowl of noodles that originally belonged to her.

It was almost nine o'clock when the two arrived at the hospital after breakfast. When they entered the ward, Wu Wenqing was playing with the baby on the bed. The little guy was no stranger to this little aunt, and the two of them were laughing on the bed. It's so intimate.

Mitya came up to them and called, "Auntie."

Only then did Wu Wenqing notice the two of them coming in, looked at them and said with a smile, "Come here."

Seeing her parents, the little guy in her arms reached out to Mijia and Cheng Yue, and shouted, "Hug, I want to hug..."

Seeing this, Mi Jiadou didn't care about the bag in his hand, and reached out to take the little guy from Wu Wenqing's hand.

The little guy happily rubbed his head against Mitya's neck, his coquettish appearance was so cute that people couldn't turn their eyes away.

Wu Wenqing looked at their mother and son with a smile, and said jokingly, "It's better to be with my mother. After a while, I won't be an aunt anymore."

The little guy who had deliberately rubbed his head against Mijia's neck to act like a baby didn't know whether he understood or not. Seeing what Wu Wenqing said, he turned his head and spit at Wu Wenqing. It was funny and cute. His mischievous appearance made him laugh.

"Oh, you little Hanghang, you really are a big kid." Wu Wenqing pinched the little guy's nose, not feeling dirty, and directly wiped the drool from the corner of the guy's mouth with his hands.

Miya was holding the child, and she couldn't bear to leave him for a moment. Seeing him so energetic and cute today, she couldn't tell how happy she was. A few days ago, she saw him lying on the hospital bed with a retention needle in his head. Don't mention how uncomfortable that heart is. After becoming a mother, my child has a little cold or something. Seeing the child suffering, my heart really wishes that all the illnesses would fall on me, no It is more important than anything else to ask him to make great achievements in the future, not to ask how big a career he can do in the future, but to hope that he can be safe and healthy.

Thinking of this, Mi Jia turned to look at Wu Wenqing again, and said with some guilt, "Auntie, you worked hard last night."

Wu Wenqing glanced at her and said, "You're still telling me this! You are really less sensible than Xiaohanghang."

Miya smiled wryly, looked at the child and said, "As a mother, I'm really not qualified."

"You think that being with you once or twice when you get sick is enough." Wu Wenqing said, holding the child from her hands, looking at her and saying, "The word mother is to accompany him for the rest of his life. It’s still growing, so you can tell if you’re qualified or not.”

(End of this chapter)