The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Su Mucheng smiled even more happily.

Mo, who had been scratching his head because of his excitement, turned around suddenly when he heard the sound, and saw his father holding a little girl in his arms, walking towards the kitchen.

Then he took out the cup, took the boiled water, mixed it with cold boiled water, and tested the water temperature himself before feeding it to the little girl in his arms.

After the little girl finished drinking, she asked for another drink, and he repeated it and fed her again.

Mo Yi: "......"

Such a big handful of dog food caught off guard!

What kind of excitement is he having?

A single dog.

After looking at the beautiful ceiling, Mo Yipai, a single man, left the place filled with dog food dejectedly.

He felt that it was too important that even the air was filled with the smell of dog killing.

At the same time, he was so happy.

The lady woke up, and their father also came to life.

After drinking the water, Mo Yanchen was afraid that she would be tired, so he carried her to the bedroom.

"Good boy, take a rest first." He kissed her forehead.

After sleeping for such a long time, it is impossible for both body and mind to fully recover immediately after waking up.

Su Mucheng sat on the bed and hugged his neck without letting go.

Mo Yanchen bent over and put his hands on her sides, as if she was being held in his arms. His voice was magnetic: "What's wrong? Huh?"

"You should also take a rest."

She pointed to his eyes: "The dark circles are heavy."

The man smiled, and then kissed her again: "I can't sleep."

Where can he sleep now?

His baby woke up, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

"But I can stay with you."

With that said, Mo Yanchen sat on the bed with her.

He wanted her to rest, and he didn't dare to be careless about her body.

Fine.

Su Mucheng didn't say anything, and just rolled her eyes around the room.

Suddenly, her gaze stopped.

There are a lot of lollipops and chocolates on the table in front.

It is still packed in a crystal glass tube, and the colorful paper shines through, which is very beautiful.

Curious, Su Mucheng got up and went to get it, but the man stopped her.

She raised her head: "???"

"Why are there so many chocolates and lollipops?"

Several cans.

Mo Yanchen raised his eyes and looked ahead with her, landing on the colorful crystal glass jar.

The delicate brows and eyes were covered with a layer of softness that could not be dispersed, and the eyes were crushed to pieces.

He said: "There are a total of 914 chocolates and 457 lollipops there."

Something in my head seemed to be tightened suddenly, caught off guard.

Su Mucheng suddenly turned her head and looked at him.

Emotions surged in his eyes, but they were not clear enough.

Then I saw the man lowering his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly: "You have slept for 457 days."

During these 457 days, he would bring the freshest chocolate and fruity lollipops every day.

Put two chocolates and one lollipop every day.

Just like she does every day.

He smiled, then rubbed the little girl's long hair, raising the corners of his eyes and eyebrows slightly, a bit like a bad guy, but also showing a unique kind of doting: "My baby loves to eat these, I have to prepare them for her every day, but again Not too much, too sweet, it will hurt the teeth. My baby is lazy and refuses to wash herself or get up for so many days, so I punish her by not eating too much, but only a little bit to satisfy her cravings."

His tone had calmed down, but every line in his words revealed how desperate, heartbroken, and terrified he was at that time.

Persevere every day, just for the hope that is so small that it is in the dust.

Just for her.

Su Mucheng's eyes suddenly turned red, and her heart seemed to be tightly clenched by a big hand. The pain was so tight that it penetrated into her limbs.

She looked at the jars of chocolates and lollipops and couldn't move her eyes away. The fog was getting heavier and heavier.

The damp heat surged upwards, blurring her eyes, leaving only scattered mist.

457 days.

One year and three months.

She actually slept for a year and three months.

So, how did he get here in the past year and three months?

"Don't cry baby."

Mo Yanchen leaned over, held her face, and carefully kissed the girl's tears away.

"I'm still waiting."

"The wait has finally come."

"You will live up to your time and wait for my baby."

He is satisfied.

Very satisfied.

Mo Yanchen thought that he could no longer be so ruthless in doing things in the future, and he would try to be more roundabout and tactful.

For no other reason than to accumulate blessings for his baby, he wanted to bring all the good luck in the world to his baby.

Let her live without worries and let her be happy forever.

Let him be with her forever.