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Xiangyang felt a burst of apology. After all, it was her and Jiang Yuanzhou's business. Instead, he made Dousha feel guilty and held her tightly in his arms.

"Well, the bean paste has been done very well, but now it's almost time to go to bed." I think I've finished my meal. When I'm full, I'm easy to get sleepy. Both eyelids are fighting.

Dousha also yawned, hugged Xiangyang's arm tightly and fell asleep beside him.

I don't know how long later, Xiangyang slowly opened his eyes in bed, rubbed his bleary eyes and looked around. He felt that everything was strange, but it didn't matter. After all, he didn't feel too familiar when he looked at the house now.

I yawned and felt a little sour in my throat. After Xiangyang got up from bed, you were going downstairs to look for water, but you didn't want to go to the living room and hear the child sobbing.

She stopped slowly and thought that there were only two children in the old house. Dousha was still sleeping in her room. This person should be steamed stuffed bun.

She scratched her head slowly, with an unspeakable feeling, but he didn't know the love hate entanglement between several people. Now he only knew that baozi's biological mother had passed away.

She sighed gently and walked forward step by step, but she saw a small body trembling in the corner of the sofa.

Xiangyang only feels that his maternal love has increased greatly, but now he thinks that he has no special feelings for steamed stuffed buns. Even so, when he looks at steamed stuffed buns crying, the whole person is still very uncomfortable.

"What the hell is going on? What can you tell your aunt? " Xiangyang walked forward slowly and wanted to comfort the crying steamed stuffed bun. Being friends with her didn't want him to be so sad all the time.

What's more, Xiangyang knows how difficult it is to lose his mother. He has experienced so many things and has always been excluded. Now, seeing that a child as young as steamed stuffed bun has to bear all this, he is naturally uncomfortable and even has a feeling of empathy.

The memory of his childhood is too clear. Now I think of it. Although everything has passed, it still has a deep mark on his heart. So Xiangyang certainly doesn't want the steamed stuffed bun to be like this.

At this time, the steamed stuffed bun looked back in horror. He didn't expect that Xiangyang had come. He coughed and slowly stood up from the ground, stretched out his hand and clumsily wiped away the tears from his eyes.

Steamed stuffed bun certainly knows that he now lives in Dousha's brother's house. His father and aunt Xiangyang have better characters, but he doesn't want to make the family unhappy for his own reasons.

"What's the matter with you? What can I tell my aunt? My aunt can help you. " She approached gently, and a smile came up on her face. She wanted the child to be well. She didn't want him to suffer so much after losing his mother.

Who knows, at this time, the steamed stuffed bun resolutely shook his head, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger. It didn't look like pain at the beginning, but his bright red eyes still hurt people.

"It's all right, aunt. I just miss Mommy. Mommy is playing games with me. I don't know how long it will take." When the young child said these words, his voice was still trembling, and everything reached Xiangyang's ears like a basin of cold water.

Of course, she loves steamed stuffed bun and doesn't want her child to be so sensible when he is so young. She can't help nodding slowly, picking up the steamed stuffed bun and putting it on his lap. They sit on the sofa together.

Xiangyang didn't know how to comfort the steamed stuffed bun. He rubbed the steamed stuffed bun's head. Xiangyang poured two cups of warm water and carefully pushed it in front of the steamed stuffed bun“ Drink more hot water. Your voice is hoarse. "

When she finished saying this, she took a look at steamed stuffed bun and saw that he didn't talk to steamed stuffed bun until he drank all the hot water in a small bowl.

"If you have anything, you can find your aunt at any time. My aunt will help you solve it. My aunt has to take care of not only you, but also bean paste, so you two are the same in my heart." She hurriedly finished this sentence and went up the escalator. Of course, she knew that the bean paste and steamed stuffed bun were Jiang Yuanzhou's children, and she had lost her memory, so she felt that the two children were as kind as each other.

Although Xiang Yang knows that steamed stuffed bun is Le Yu's son, now that he has died, the child should live with Jiang Yuanzhou. If he wants to be with Jiang Yuanzhou, he should also have the responsibility of raising him.

At least she likes steamed stuffed buns.

Steamed stuffed bun stared at Xiangyang's back and sucked his nose. He really didn't know what to say. After all, Xiangyang is as gentle as he imagined, but he can't replace his mother after all.

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Second, the days when Jiang Yuanzhou lived here did not seem as bad as expected.

The family simply finished dinner and sat on the sofa watching the animated film. It's just that Xiang Yangyu Guang has been paying attention to the steamed stuffed bun and doesn't want to make her so sad.

But now looking at the smiling face of steamed stuffed bun, pointing to the scene on TV and laughing, it is really inconsistent with her crying appearance, but even so, Xiangyang knows that he should not recover.

She also lost her mother when she was young. Of course, she knew the pain. She didn't know that she slowly swallowed her saliva. At this time, Dousha sat aside and looked at Xiangyang in a daze.

"What is Mommy doing?" He said these words childishly and got into the arms of Xiangyang.

"Mommy didn't do anything, just suddenly remembered something." Xiangyang answered casually. His fingers gently rubbed the head of bean paste, and he was really calm in his heart.

She likes this sense of familiarity. After losing her memory, the whole person seems to have lost his sense of security, but seeing Dousha smiling at himself without any intention, his innocent appearance makes him completely open his heart.

Jiang Yuanzhou looked at Xiangyang with interest and didn't talk, but he held the steamed stuffed bun and talked with Dousha about the plot on TV. The three were full of laughter.

Xiangyang stretched herself from beginning to end and didn't say any more. She beat Jiang Yuanzhou thoughtfully and thought it was necessary to talk to Jiang Yuanzhou now.

Until about nine o'clock, the film had been played, and the steamed stuffed bun and Dousha were already sleepy. The two of them returned to their respective rooms with their children. After coaxing Dousha to sleep, Xiangyang was thoughtful.

After putting on her coat, she slowly came to Jiang Yuanzhou's room door and knocked gently.

I think the steamed stuffed bun has fallen asleep now. This is also the time to discuss the steamed stuffed bun problem with Jiang Yuanzhou. We can't let him go on like this all the time. Otherwise, these feelings will burst out in the future.

Until she stood at the door of Jiang Yuanzhou's room and couldn't help swallowing, she had an unspeakable strange feeling in her heart, but she still didn't think much.

When Jiang Yuanzhou heard the knock on the door, he was curious about what Xiangyang would do to find him at this time. After all, the nanny at home would not knock on the door for him at this time.