My Adorable Sweetheart

To tell you the truth, nangongming was angry at that moment, because no one dared to offend him for so many years, but the feeling was only for a moment.

He looked at the lovely child and couldn't really do anything about her.

She really likes to laugh. She carries her upstairs and laughs. She flushes her water and laughs. She criticizes her and laughs. If she shakes her seriously, she still laughs. She has bright eyes like her mother. Nangong Ming seldom sees Mi Xiaobai laugh, but he thinks that when Mi Xiaobai laughs, he should be as dazzling as this child.

Some subtle feelings begin to ferment with the advance of time, which makes it a surprise. When he gets back to his apartment, it has become nangongming's daily life to see Xiaojin. Even after he returns the child to MI Xiaobai, he still worries that MI Xiaobai will favor the dull boy.

When Xiao Jin grows up, he will turn over for the first time, sit up for the first time, and stand up with the cradle for the first time. Every kind of growth makes him feel very magical. Especially once, when Xiao Jin holds the tea table and the table from the cradle to him, he looks at her and feels extremely shocked - the child suddenly falls be gone.

Xiao Jin, who can walk, is more interesting. His legs are very short, and he is very small, but he has more freedom. He sits in the living room and looks at the information in his hand. This lively little guy runs past him in a flash. Maybe he has lost a pen. He is afraid that she will be stabbed and grab the pen. She will take the opportunity to hold his arm and shout "hug" coquettishly, and then sit in his arms and use meat Hu Hu's little hand patted the information in his hand. It seemed that he didn't like the way he only focused on his work.

In fact, he doesn't know how to interact with children. Although he is nearly 40 years old, he has never raised any children, so he seems dull or at a loss. But this child makes him softer - because he gradually finds that a kind and lovely child is not only a synonym for naughty, but also a synonym for innocence and beauty.

Once he went back to his apartment, the child had fallen asleep in aunt Lin's arms. When he heard the sound of opening the door, he woke up immediately and held out his little hand to ask for a hug. He didn't respond to her, but aunt Lin immediately asked with a bad smile to go upstairs to spread the quilt and ask him to help take the child for a while. He didn't say anything and nodded to take the child.

There was a faint smell of milk in the air. Xiaojinwo groaned in nangongming's arms for a while. It seemed that he would not sleep any more. Maori was impatient and looked around with his big eyes. Then he poked nangongming's skirt with his hand and frowned.

Nangong Ming looked down and saw his chest. Against the light, there was a little dark red on his black suit - it was blood.

"Damn it! I didn't notice a drop! " Nangong Ming cursed in a low voice, took off his coat and threw it into the garbage can. Then he took Xiaojin to the bathroom, washed her hands rudely, and threw her on the sofa. I don't know why, he especially hated that the blood on his body was noticed by Xiaojin, and even felt that there was a strong blood in the air, which made him dirty.

He quickly opened the window, put one hand on the window frame, and took a deep breath to relieve this strange feeling.

"Click." After a while, there was a sound behind him. Nangong Ming quickly turned back and saw that Xiaojin didn't know when to climb down from the sofa and stagger to the cradle, trying to get something from it.

Nangong Ming sighed, and went forward to pick her up to reach the box. But he looked at himself, smelled the smell of his sleeve, and suddenly took back his hand. He decided not to touch Xiaojin before taking a bath.

"Take it! Take it Xiao Jin shouts anxiously. He turns to see that Nangong Ming doesn't help him. He flattens his mouth and pouts his little buttocks to climb up. Although Nangong Ming doesn't help her, he is always looking at her. His eyes are slightly shaken and he is a little distracted.

Xiaojin is a very intelligent and sensitive child. With unremitting efforts, she finally got a big iron box by herself, and then came back. One hand was holding nangongming's skirt, and the other hand was holding it. She was smiling and raised the box to nangongming: "Ming! Hell

Nangongming, who was a little distracted, finally came back and took Xiaojin to the sofa. At the same time, he sighed and said, "call me Godfather. Teach - father - come on, read to me, Godfather

"Call! Protect Little Jindu is learning with her mouth. Unfortunately, this word is still a little complicated for her. Although she has a way to learn, it's not easy to master. She just holds her hand.

Nangongming looks at her actions, seems to understand what, with her fingers in her hand: "want me to help you open?"

Xiaojin nods and nangongming opens the box.

"Wow." As soon as it opened, a pile of white debris came out of it. Nangongming frowned and found that it was a pile of dim sum crumbs. He didn't know. So when he saw Xiaojin pick up a piece, he immediately stopped: "dirty! Don't eat

But Xiaojin didn't eat it. Instead, he raised his hand high and handed him the crumbs, eerying.

Nangong was in the same place, just as aunt Lin came down from the upstairs, she couldn't help laughing: "ha ha, Xiao Jin is so small, but how can she be so smart and sensible? She left a snack for you, sir! That's amazingNangongming frowned: "for me?"

"Yes, yes, she likes to eat this snack. When I saw her put it in the box, I thought she was joking." Aunt Lin picked up Xiaojin, wiped the crumbs from her hands, and said with a smile, "dear baby, this is dirty and can't be eaten by the godfather. It's time for us to go to bed."

When Xiao Jin saw that her baby had been wiped off, her mouth flattened and she cried bitterly. Then she lay on Aunt Lin's shoulder and looked at nangongming pitifully. Nangongming said something and stepped forward: "aunt Lin, I'll play with her for a while. You go upstairs and have a rest. I'll call you down later."

Aunt Lin stopped and turned her eyes. Then she immediately nodded with a smile, put down Xiao Jin and went upstairs.

There are only Xiaojin and nangongming left in the big living room. Xiaojin stares at nangongming with tears. Nangong meditates, but doesn't go up to comfort her. Instead, she just picks up the crumbs of dim sum on the sofa and puts them in her mouth. Xiaojin's eyes suddenly shine, claps her hands and laughs: "gaga!"

Nangongming looks at Xiaojin from crying to laughing. She looks excited. Her expression is softer. She reaches out her big hand and caresses the soft hair on her head, as if she says to Xiaojin, as if she just says to herself: "thank you."