Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

downstairs.

Yang Rong, who had hardly changed in eight years, and Xin Furong, who was so beautiful, were standing at the stairs, looking up at the stairs, waiting for a little figure to come out, and when the little girl appeared at the door, The eyes of both of them brightened.

The former stepped up two flights of stairs, hugged the little body that was running over, rubbed his little hands, touched his little face, and was extremely worried: "Miao Miao, is there anything uncomfortable? Tell mom quickly."

"No." The little girl shook her head, the apple flesh she just gnawed was still in her little mouth, and her already fleshy little cheeks were stuffed even more rounded, and she looked like she didn't know what to worry about.

Hearing this, Yang Rong's heart that had been hanging all the time finally relaxed, she lowered her head and kissed her daughter's fleshy little face, she didn't feel at all that her daughter was getting older and couldn't be as close as she was when she was a child.

And if it wasn't for the little girl's weight that she couldn't bear now, she would really walk in her arms like she did when she was a child.

After confirming that her daughter was fine, she had the time to look at others, holding her daughter's fleshy little paw, and looking at Mo Ziqi who came down after him, knowing that her daughter's recovery so fast must be due to this young man.

"This time I'm bothering Ziqi again." She thanked, her eyes were a little red, she is now divorced from Xin Xiaotian, she needs to be strong in many cases, and she has always been a strong woman outside, but only when dealing with Xin Miaomiao, Her heart was so soft that she couldn't see her suffering even a little bit.

This is the first time for her to travel far away on business. Coincidentally, not only she is on a business trip, but also Xin Xiaotian is on a business trip. The two of them are on a business trip. Even Mo Ziqi has something to go out...

Otherwise, her daughter would not be sick, and there is no one to take care of her at home. While saying thank you, she made up her mind in her heart that she would never go out of the province in the future, and even if she did, she must come back on the same day.

As long as she thought of her poor daughter lying alone in bed with a high fever and no one was taking care of her, she couldn't bear the pain.

In fact, Xin Miaomiao was not as miserable as she thought, at least Xin Furong came back at the beginning, but as the mother of a little girl, she also witnessed her daughter suffering so much, and finally grew up a little bit, and her mind is still... Her love for her is always several times more than other mothers.

"Auntie, you've seen someone else again." Mo Ziqi still had a good boy image in front of Yang Rong. Although he looked cool and cold, he had a little more human affection for Yang Rong. He looked at the person in the side hall Dining table, whispered: "Miao Miao may be hungry, Auntie must not have eaten, let's have something together?"

Yang Rong nodded, she was not hungry, but she knew that her daughter was not hungry right now, so she dragged her to the restaurant for dinner, but when the little girl passed by Xin Furong, who was sad, she stopped, her bright eyes were full of love for her sister Love, grinning and inviting: "Sister, eat together, meow?"

Xin Furong smiled, although she was delighted by her intimacy, she subconsciously glanced at Yang Rong, and only after Yang Rong nodded to her, she followed into the restaurant.

Yang Rong placed her daughter on the seat, and sitting beside her still asked uneasy: "Miao Miao still feels uncomfortable, you must tell mom, you know?"

"Mom, Miaomiao is not sick, Miaomiao is just hungry." The little girl who had gnawed an apple ferociously looked at the breakfast table full of longing, her big eyes filled with longing.