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

Xin Furong occupied Xin Miaomiao as soon as she came, and now she is forced to stuff the baby, he is even more unhappy.

He lowered his head, staring coldly at the baby in his arms.

Seeing the little baby looking at him for a while, then raising his neck and crying loudly, he had an even more urge to throw the baby out.

Looking at it, Yu Huang couldn't bear it, especially seeing that the baby's mother didn't care about the baby's crying at all, and was still crying in her arms, so she had to hug her and coax her softly.

Xin Xiaotian also came up to watch, with joy in his eyes.

Before Xin Miaomiao came back, he was not interested in anything, so even if he knew that Xin Furong had given birth, he didn't say to go and see.

Now that Xin Miaomiao came back, he was really relieved and saw other people.

Seeing the child crying so much, he also felt distressed, and said to Xin Furong, "Furong, the child is crying, can you see him?"

Xin Furong threw away the baby bag she was carrying, said something about the milk in it, and came over to continue hugging Xin Miaomiao.

Miao Miao was dumbfounded by her reaction, and asked with a smile, "Sister, you should be jealous for a little doll like you."

"It's okay, in my sister's heart, Miao Miao is the most important." Xin Furong said, reaching out to touch Xin Miaomiao's small face, eyes full of love: "Miao Miao looks so good now, my sister can't get enough of it."

"Really?" Xin Miaomiao's eyes lit up with joy, because she liked people to praise her for her good looks.

"Yeah, will my sister still lie to Miaomiao?" Xin Furong nodded, and couldn't help but gently caressed her hand like a baby.

"..." Mo Ziqi next to him.

After Xin Furong had finally had enough hugs, several people took their seats. Xin Miaomiao sat next to Yu Huang because of her little nephew. Naturally, Xin Furong immediately followed and sat on the other side of her, taking Mo Ziqi's place .

Mo Ziqi's face became even uglier, he was sinking to the bottom.

But Xin Furong didn't care how ugly his face was, for her now, even her son couldn't be ranked ahead of Xin Miaomiao.

She was ten years older than Xin Miaomiao, and she also watched her grow up little by little, especially during the eight years of her illness, she was almost on the tip of her heart.

After so many years, even though she had started a family and had a child, no one could shake Xin Miaomiao's position in her heart.

"Sister, what's your little nephew's name?" Xin Miaomiao leaned in front of Yu Huang, stretched out her index finger, and gently poked the little baby's face.

It felt good, so I poked it a few more times. The little baby opened his eyes wide and pursed his mouth uncomfortably, but Xin Miaomiao was still reluctant to let go of his claws and continued to poke.

"It's Xin Jin." Xin Furong added food to Xin Miaomiao, and seeing that she liked her son, she smiled and said, "My sister also gave him a nickname, Miaomiao choose one?"

"Can you?" Xin Miaomiao's eyes lit up.

"Of course, you are his aunt." Xin Furong smiled dotingly.

"Then I have to think about it, what's the name?" Xin Miaomiao frowned and thought hard, but couldn't think of a good name for a while.

Xin Furong said again distressed: "Don't worry, Miao Miao can think slowly, eat first."

"Yeah." Xin Miaomiao nodded, turned her head and looked at the little baby again, her heart was full of joy, this is another number one kid who can be trained from an early age, definitely better than Xiao Luzi!