Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

He held the milk bottle and kept shouting, "grandma... I want grandma..." before he was full, he said that little boys can eat better than little girls. It seems that it's true.

Fengming crane's big hand tried to take down the bottle. The little guy wanted to eat. Of course, he wanted to rush into the milk powder. However, the little guy didn't give up at all. He held it tightly and shouted, "grandma... Grandma..."

The wind roared and the crane was anxious. He had never had the experience of coaxing children. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he would grab it. But with this grab, the little guy cried with infinite grievances. Moreover, he cried very loudly.

Fengming crane was at a loss. He didn't know what to do with the little guy.

The cry was really distressing and distressing. Ziyi gently hugged the little body to make him closer to her. Then she smiled at him, "baby, do you want to drink grandma?"

Her voice was very light and soft. It made the little boy blink and stop crying. Then, the little guy opened his eyes and looked at her. The bottle in his hand was loose, but he still didn't give up. But then, the little man shouted, "Dad..." and shouted at her.

If you want to call her, you should call her mom instead of dad. But suddenly, she remembered that most of the books she read said that when children talk, they will call Dad first, and then call mom. Step by step, maybe the little guy can't call his mom, so she watched her call her dad, and she smiled, "Come on, give it to me. Take it to your grandma. You can drink it in a minute."

The little boy seemed to understand her words. The bottle loosened and fell into her hand. She raised her hand and handed it to Fengming crane with a little effort, but she still didn't talk to him.

She just ignored him.

Fengming crane clumsily put the milk in the bottle. Fortunately, the nurse outside the house helped him flush it. Otherwise, the proportion and temperature must be wrong. He won't, not at all. He absolutely has no experience in this.

The little guy hugged the milk bottle again, drank milk, kicked happily with a pair of small feet, and touched Ziyi's body from time to time, and she looked at it so quietly. It was really beautiful. She liked the child very much.

As the child ate, the two legs gradually stopped moving. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep, but the small mouth still held the bottle in its mouth, which made people look at him and couldn't help laughing.

Really good, really lovely baby, she looked at it for a long time, so long that she was even a little embarrassed. For a long time, she looked up and said to the wind, "give it back to others quickly. His mother must miss him very much."

This is the first thing she said to him since she was sent to the hospital that day. It's really the first thing. Feng Minghe suddenly felt that he had done the right thing. It's useless for the two psychologists to come. Heart disease really needs a heart doctor. She likes the child. Although the child is not hers, he has a way to make her inseparable from the child. After clearing her throat, he said in a hoarse voice: "No."

"Why not? His mother will miss him. Send it back quickly." if she had such a baby, she would not leave her body for 24 hours. How could she be willing to be carried away like this, "send it back quickly." think about it, she felt sorry for the child's mother.

"It's okay, it's really okay."

"Is it really all right?" she looked up at him with a look of blame. "The wind sings the crane, mother's heart, you don't understand."

But he thought he had probably understood something, "Ziyi, his parents are dead."

"You... What did you say?"

"In the car accident, a whole vehicle of adults died, but the little guy miraculously survived. No one wanted him, so I held him. If you like it, stay. If you don't like it, I'll send him back to the orphanage. However, the conditions there are not good. Therefore, you see, the little guy seems to be hungry. He looks at the bottle and kisses..."

She heard it. She was distressed. It turned out that she was a poor child without a mother and a father.

As helpless as she was when she was a child, she has been sent by her mother to a fully closed kindergarten since she can remember. There, everything depends on herself.

Distressed fingers touch the little face, greasy and lovely.

"You see, you don't like him. Why don't I take him away..." after such a meal, the big hand of Fengming crane has fallen on the sleeping little boy, so she has to pick him up and take him away.

She wanted to say something to stop it, but she thought he might have done it on purpose. She bit her lip and was stunned.

Fengming crane really picked up the little boy. The sleeping child didn't know what happened at this moment. He lay obediently in Fengming crane's arms and slept soundly. Fengming crane was in a dilemma. At the moment, he didn't put down the child or take it away. What if he took Ziyi and didn't eat or drink as before?

Just now, she drank water. She really drank a whole glass of water. This is progress, absolute progress.

However, Ziyi just didn't speak.

Fengming crane had to hold the little boy and continue to walk to the door. His steps were not small and not small. He had been as gentle as possible. After all, he was holding a child instead of a stack of documents. It was absolutely impossible to compare with him. However, he really didn't hold the child. His hand shape was very clumsy and his posture was absolutely wrong. The child had slept soundly before, but when he arrived His hands immediately began to wriggle like small insects. Before his long legs reached the door, the little guy who didn't sleep enough cried with a "wow".

This cry, the purple Yi on the bed was distressed, but the wind singing crane was a joy. Maybe this is a turn for the better.

Sure enough, before he spoke, Ziyi couldn't help saying, "give it to me."

Fengming crane turned quickly like an amnesty, and her eyes were full of pride. Fortunately, Ziyi's eyes were full of the crying baby. She stretched out her hand to take the baby and coaxed it gently. A very light, very light female voice was singing a blue song. This was really the first time Ziyi sang a blue song to a child, but the child listened to it and soon fell asleep again and slept in her arms, Like her child.

At that moment, she fell in love with the child.

In the room, the child's breathing sound was even in the two people's ears. The cold silence made Fengming crane's heart uneasy again. He didn't dare to ask her whether to keep the child or say anything else. He was afraid that she would close her eyes in a second, so he couldn't help her again.

Fortunately, she has been looking at the child with the meaning of like in her eyes.

Suddenly, a dull noise broke the silence. Ziyi's stomach was "cooing", and her stomach was protesting against her unprovoked hunger strike.

At this sound, Ziyi's body collapsed. Her soft body was wet with sweat. She whispered, "I'm hungry." when she wanted to eat, she would try to hold on to the bottle like a baby in her arms. She was really hungry, and she should eat. She wanted to look at the little guy. She liked him.

"OK... Wait... Wait, I'll get it now." Fengming crane is a little excited. No, it's very excited to be exact.

When he opened the door, the nurse was joking with a little nurse not far away. He shouted directly, "go and get the porridge."

The nurse was stunned. Only then did she react, but the action was still slow. The wind roared and the crane was urgent. "Go and get it and send it in a minute."

The nurse is stupid. It takes time to get from this floor to the dining room. It takes time to bring the porridge. Besides, I don't know whether the porridge has been cooked at this time. In fact, it's useless to cook it. Not all the cooked porridge has been poured out every time. The woman doesn't eat at all. She's a little reluctant. However, it seems like she's really worried just now. So, She had to get it. Who made it her job.

However, she really couldn't get the porridge in a minute. When she returned to the ward, Fengming crane was so anxious that her eyes were green, "why so slow?" she grabbed it. Before she could react, others had rushed into the ward with the porridge, and the nurse was stunned. Then she looked in through the crack of the shaking door. God, the woman actually sat up, Unexpectedly, she opened her eyes and was looking at the little boy who was held in by Fengming crane. Just when she was surprised, Fengming crane had sat in front of the bed with porridge, and a small spoon of porridge was blown and sent to the woman's lips.

This time, the woman ate.

The nurse's eyes almost fell to the ground. A few days later, the woman was finally willing to eat.

She quietly closed the door of the ward. She was moved by the scene in the ward.

If the child was born to that woman, it would be perfect.

But in this world, how can there be so many perfection.

Ziyi ate one mouthful at a time. While eating, she glanced at the little boy around her. "Ah he, can he really follow me?" some didn't believe it. Halfway through the meal, she asked him.

"Well, really."

"If you lie to me, I'll kill you." she said bloody. If she didn't have the child, I'm afraid she killed herself.

Fengming crane only felt a Yin wind blowing from head to foot. He held the child right, but

Can't say, can't say anything, she's happy, she doesn't want to die.

That night, Ziyi ate two bowls of porridge and drank three glasses of water, and her body finally had some strength. Therefore, she began to change her diapers and feed her baby milk. She was very busy, but her face miraculously recovered in one night.

The next day, when the doctor came to the ward round, he announced that she could be discharged.

The nurse immediately called fengminghe. Fengminghe said he was having a very important meeting and would arrive at the hospital in an hour.

Ziyi can move. Although she is very weak, it doesn't affect her to take care of the baby.