Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

Lu Meng looked at him in surprise. Tears of frustration began to swirl in her eyes again.

Why

Since I brought the scenery, why can't I let her hold it.

This is her child.

This is her scene

"Go and milk him. He's hungry."

A completely imperative tone.

Lu Meng sucked her nose and nodded hard, "Hmm!"

Turned around and ran to milk.

At this time, it is the greatest comfort for Lu Meng to do something for Jingxing.

During this period of separation, she felt guilty and blamed herself whenever she was in the middle of the night.

He blamed himself for being a mother, but he couldn't do anything for him. He felt guilty that he didn't give him the maternal love he deserved.

Now, I can finally do something for him with my own hands. I feel happy and more happy.

Anyway, since Song Yunchi is willing to let her contact Jingxing, she will make full use of the opportunity.

I will cherish this hard won time.

The villa is equipped with Jingxing's milk powder, and the milk bottles are disinfected. She quickly flushed the milk powder, held the milk bottle with both hands and ran back.

"All right."

Song Yunchi sat on the sofa with Jingxing in his arms. Seeing Lu Meng standing in front of him, he frowned unconsciously.

The sight fell on her wrist without trace.

Where the skin is broken, it has crusted.

The blood scab is particularly eye-catching on a piece of white skin.

At the same time, it also reminds him of what he has done to her.

His chest was a little stuffy. He nodded faintly, "sit down."

One command and one action, Lu Meng sat down according to his words and looked at the scenery in his arms. From beginning to end, he didn't give him a single look.

Song Yunchi felt that the air was stifling and stretched out his hand, "give me the bottle."

Lu Meng shrunk his hand. It was a subconscious escape.

Just as he avoided the hand she extended to hold Jingxing, he avoided his extended hand.

It turns out that being avoided is an unpleasant thing.

"I... I want to feed Jingxing, OK?"

Is that all right?

In a word, she asked carefully and humbly.

There was no confidence and courage to run away with the scenery.

Because she knew that song Yunchi would not let her take Jingxing away. Even if she had boarded the plane, he would forcibly drag her and Jingxing off the plane.

Since the strong can't, she can only show weakness.

I hope he has a little conscience and, for the sake of her being a mother, give her a chance to get along with Jingxing.

"I'll do it."

Song Yunchi still stretched out her hand and waited for her to bring up the bottle.

Jingxing's white and tender hands patted song Yunchi's arms, and his dark eyes were particularly clear after being washed by tears.

"Let me do it, I can." Taking advantage of his distraction, Lu Meng forcibly stretched out her hand to pick up Jingxing and held it tightly in her arms.

He threw himself into his mother's arms, and Jingxing grinned, especially to his face.

It's the opposite of the way song Yunchi frowned and pursed just now.

Who he likes better is clear at a glance.

Holding Jingxing in one hand, Lu Meng gently coaxed Jingxing with a small bottle in the other, "baby, it's time to drink milk."

Jingxing held a small bottle in both hands, looked at her, bit the pacifier and drank with relish.

The look in the eyes between mother and son is invisible and warm.

It's false to say no envy.