1827. Chapter 1827 Love and hate are just a thought 2
Chapter 1827 Love and hate are just a thought (2)
"Mom, I'm back..." Xia Yucheng choked, and slowly raised her arms to hug Yin Man's shaking back, "Don't cry... I'm back..."
Yin Man nodded with tears in his eyes, nodding his head vigorously, but was speechless.
She raised her head, looked at Xia Yucheng with blurry eyes, wiped her tears with her thumb, and said hoarsely: "Good boy, just come back, don't cry... Mommy feels bad looking at her..."
This child has never had a good life since he was a child, which has become Yin Man's most painful regret.
The scene of mother and daughter recognizing each other, hugging each other and crying, stunned Xiao Wuyue. She hugged Feng Hao's neck, lay on his shoulder and asked sadly:
"Dad, why are mom and grandma crying? Are they unhappy?" She held back her mouth and looked like she was about to cry.
Feng Hao quickly patted her back and coaxed in a low voice: "Baby, mom and grandma are not crying, they are happy. Very happy, just like the first time you saw your mother, very happy..."
"Okay, let's go and sit down first, Chengcheng, your mother is tired too..." Fujiwara-san touched the corners of her eyes and turned around slowly.
In the hall, Yin Man sat next to Xia Yucheng, her eyes full of motherly glory never moving away from Xia Yucheng.
Her hand also kept holding Xia Yucheng's hand, holding on tightly.
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In the evening, Xia Yucheng took a shower and wore pajamas and entered May's room, where Feng Hao was accompanying her daughter and telling her stories.
Seeing her mother come in, Wuyue wanted to jump up and down, but Xia Yucheng quickly stepped forward to stop her: "Be obedient, close your eyes, and sleep well."
Wuyue hugged her sideways and said sweetly: "My mother smells so good, daddy, don't you think so?"
"Yeah! The fragrance is overflowing. Dad likes it so much that he almost gets drunk." Feng Hao raised his eyebrows, his eyes glistening with light, revealing a thick layer of tenderness that couldn't be dissolved.
Xia Yucheng glanced at him, snatched the storybook from his hand, and said, "Follow the children and let's make mischief..."
She flipped through the storybook and looked at May: "Baby, what story did daddy tell just now?"
"The ugly duckling!"
"Well! I'll tell you next."
Wuyue blinked and held Xia Yucheng's arm: "Actually, I can actually memorize these storybooks. I just enjoy the story my parents tell me... that..."
"Process!" Xia Yucheng reminded.
"Yes, that's the process. Okay, mom and dad are here now, no need to tell stories, just sleep with me." She grabbed an adult portion with one hand and closed her eyes.
Feng Hao reached out and turned off the light, took the storybook from Xia Yucheng and put it aside, then lay down next to Wuyue.
He turned sideways, one hand was held by Wuyue, and his free hand stretched out to hug Xia Yucheng's waist.
Xia Yucheng did not refuse, and her free hand covered the back of Feng Hao's hand.
I don’t know how long it took, but May finally fell asleep.
Feng Hao and Xia Yucheng quietly left May's room. As soon as they closed the door, Feng Hao hugged Xia Yucheng and pressed her against the pillar under the corridor.
The hazy moonlight shrouded the man's angular handsome face, Xia Yucheng raised her chin and looked at him infatuatedly.
Her heart was very satisfied, as sweet as honey.
Maybe after spending time with her for a long time, she actually liked looking at him. She never felt bored no matter how much she looked at him, and she couldn't get enough of him.