my villain is too cute

Chapter 957 This Bamboo Horse Is So Good (14)

The child's mouth was deflated, and the water vapor filled the air, rolling in the eye sockets, which was very cute.

Seeing that he was about to cry, the smile on Han Jin's lips disappeared immediately. She patted the blanket with her little hand and coaxed softly: "Don't cry... the baby is the most beautiful."

The child seemed to understand, arched his nose, and laughed again. After the water vapor in his eyes dissipated, his black eyes became clearer and brighter.

Han Jin just stared at him like this, patting his small body with his hands, unable to move his eyes away from obsession.

Xu Shu was stunned behind her, and she exchanged a glance with Yan Lulu, equally startled.

After all, when have I seen a girl so gentle, let alone see her smile.

Xu Shu lamented, this boy has been fascinated by his daughter since he was born.
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In a blink of an eye, Yan Qiong was one month old.

Yan Qiong is the baby's name, which was chosen by Yan Lulu, and the nickname is Wanzi, which was chosen by Xu Shu.

In a month, the meatballs grew and became more beautiful. In that way, it could be seen that they looked a little like Yan Lulu, but Yan Lulu said that the meatballs looked better than when she was a child.

It's not hard to imagine that when she grows up, Wanzi will definitely look better than her now.

Today is Maruko's full moon banquet, held at Xu Shu's house.

In the living room of Xu Shu's family, there is a large open space next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, where the usual gatherings are held.

Several adults were busy in the living room, cooking or decorating the living room, on the sofa, Han Jin hugged Xiaowanzi.

Yan Qiong was only one month old, and she already showed some delicate outlines, with thick black hair, slightly curled at the ends, hanging on her forehead.

White and tender skin like milk, a pair of big black grape-like eyes, thick eyelashes that are long and curled up, blinking on the lower eyelids, a tall and small nose, and a bright red and soft mouth below, Delicate and beautiful, like a smart doll.

Holding Xiaowanzi in his arms, Han Jin leaned over to kiss his baby's fat and soft face, and then stared at him intently.

"Han Han..." Qian Baobao put Qian Duoduo on the sofa, and handed Han Jin a feeding bottle, "Feed Wanzi some milk first, and then help Auntie watch Duoduo for a while..."

"Okay." Han Jin raised his head in response, took the bottle, and put the pacifier into Yan Qiong's mouth.

Yan Qiong bit the pacifier, sucking one bite at a time, and stopped to rest for a while when her mouth was tired.

Yan Qiong never drank breast milk since she was a child, and only drank formula milk. Han Jin was very satisfied with this.

Han Jin stared lightly at Yan Qiong without blinking, but didn't notice that Qian Duoduo, who was on the sofa beside him, crawled to the side of the sofa.

Qian Baobao glued the balloon to the glass window, turned his head and glanced habitually, his pupils shrank.

Shouted in panic: "Duo Duo!"

Han Jin looked over there, the one-year-old Duoduo could understand his name, was startled by Qian Baobao's sudden voice, and fell off the sofa.

Han Jin knelt on the carpet, frowning slightly, she put down the baby bottle, reached out to grab the straps of the overalls behind Qian Duoduo, and slowly placed him on the carpet.

Seeing that Qian Duoduo was sitting on the carpet with a dazed face, unscathed, Qian Baobao breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart hung in his throat again.

Han Jin sat on the carpet beside the sofa, moved a short distance away from Yan Qiong because he was going to grab Qian Duoduo...

Unable to find anyone he was familiar with, Yan Qiong pursed her mouth, and her eyes were filled with water vapor. He waved his little hand and turned sideways according to his feeling.

If you flip it over like this, you will fall off the sofa.

The sofa is not low, and there is a glass table in front of it. Even if there is a wool carpet on the floor, at this moment, it is enough to make people tremble with fear.

(End of this chapter)