Anran pulled down her son's little hand.
Put him back on the sofa.
The little guy's back was straight.
He looks like a little adult.
Xiaobao's facial features are like hers, and the temperament between his eyebrows and eyes is still the same as that person.
Thinking of that person, An Ran's eyes darkened.
She pursed her lower lip hard.
Then he went into the small kitchen.
After a while, Anran brought out the fragrant scallion oil noodles.
It’s Xiaobao’s favorite.
The little guy sat on the chair, holding the spoon with his chubby little hands and digging very hard. His cheeks were bulging with food, which made him very cute.
Anran looked at it for a while, then lowered her head to eat noodles.
"Mom, when can I go see my aunt and my brother?"
"After a while, when the time is right, Mom will take you to see your aunt and brother, okay?"
"Mom, what's the right time?"
safely:……
Although An Jingrui is young, she is very smart. Obviously, she does not agree with her mother's statement.
An Ran bit the bullet and lied, "Your aunt is not available now. When she is available, we will go see her, okay?"
Little Jingrui didn't want to embarrass his mother, so he replied "Okay"!
He always listens to his mother the most.
Mom must have her reasons for doing this.
Finish eating.
The little guy ran to read the financial news again, still the news about Xiao Muqing being interviewed.
Anran felt speechless.
Could this be the legendary unbreakable blood bond?
Anran shook her head and lowered her eyes to clean up the dishes.
Done.
Anran took the little guy to take a bath.
After washing, she put pajamas on the little guy and took him to bed.
Probably because I'm tired.
The little guy fell asleep soon after he touched the bed.
His fair and tender face rested on the snow-white pillow, and he slept soundly, smelling his mother's scent.
Anran sat on the edge of the bed and touched her son's soft hair with her soft white hands.
Watched for a long time.
She got up and took a shower.
…
Half a month later.
An Nuan was discharged from the hospital.
Old Mrs. Fu was worried that she couldn't take care of the children by herself, so she sent several people to look after her.
They were all people she was used to working with, hardworking and reliable, including professional nannies and confinement nannies.
Because of An Nuan's health condition, Xiao Yusheng has been fed with milk powder.
He likes milk powder very much and needs to be fed every hour, which is really tiring.
Although someone is taking care of the child, An Nuan still likes to do everything herself. She doesn't want to miss every moment of her child.
During this period, Anran would come to accompany her whenever she had time.
An Nuan is not boring.
The days go by.
Winter soon arrived.
It is easy to snow in Haicheng in winter.
The little guy drank his milk and fell asleep, being taken care of by the nanny. An Nuan came out of the nursery.
A slender figure came to the piano room, where there was a white piano. Ever since Fu Yunshen left, she would come over to play the piano when she missed him, or come here to look at the sea of flowers.
She walked to the wine cabinet on the side, poured herself a glass of red wine, and then walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
From here, you can see the entire sea of flowers.
Even in the cold winter, the greenhouse is still full of flowers, and the bright roses bloom brilliantly in the specially created growing environment.
At this moment, tiny snowflakes are floating in the sky, slowly becoming denser from sparse.
Just like a curtain.
Very beautiful.
An Nuan couldn't help but opened the window. She stretched out her slender white hands and felt the coolness of the snowflakes falling on her palms.
The piano room door was not closed.
Aunt Zhang saw it and hurriedly took the scarf over.
"Madam, you are weak and can't do this!" She put the scarf on An Nuan and closed the window for her, not allowing her to play in the snow anymore.
An Nuan knew that she was concerned about her and smiled lightly.
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