The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 518: A Bamboo Horse Meets a Green Plum (10)

"I guess my daughter doesn't understand the meaning of fever," she added.

"However, after thinking about it again, maybe, my daughter knows, I asked her if she was sick, so she shook her head." The woman thought for a while, then said.

Hearing this, the man thought about it for a while, and then nodded: "Maybe."

"Husband, my daughter doesn't seem to be sick. If my daughter is really sick, she should cry. Even if she doesn't cry, she should feel uncomfortable. However, my daughter doesn't look uncomfortable, so she shouldn't be sick. ’” said the wife, speaking from her own feelings.

She has also been taking care of her daughter for a year, and she has experience taking care of her son before, so she does not think that her daughter feels sick now.

The husband agreed with his wife's point of view and nodded.

Jing Qingran doesn't seem to be sick now.

I'm not sick, you don't have to worry about me.Jing Qingran thought so in his heart.

[Host, don't worry, they didn't think you were sick. ] Jiuye said.

Hearing this, Jing Qingran nodded inwardly.

They're still in this bathroom.

There is no hair on Jing Qingran's head, and her small head has been wiped clean.

There is nothing to do, the husband and wife are ready to go out.

"Let me hold my daughter," said the husband.

"Okay." The wife nodded gently.

Father Wei came over, picked up little Jing Qingran, and hugged her in his arms, the movement of hugging her was very gentle.

He carried her out of the bathroom.

Mother Wei tidied up the bathroom briefly, then walked out of the bathroom, turned off the light, and closed the door gently.

Father Wei put Jing Qingran into the crib, he looked at the little baby with a smile in his eyes.

Jing Qingran didn't say anything, besides, in her current situation, it was difficult to say anything, her voice was not clear, and she didn't know what to say, so she didn't say anything.

"Mimi, it's very late now, you should want to sleep, go to sleep." The father said gently to his daughter.

Jing Qingran really wants to sleep now, after all, she is a baby now, and a baby sleeps relatively much.

Mother Wei also came over and looked down at her daughter.

Jing Qingran looked at the two of them, and finally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that their daughter was asleep, the two parents stood by the crib, their eyes still gentle, and they also left the baby room not long after.

The light in the room was gently turned off, and the door was also gently closed.

……

The moon is in the sky, then slowly sets, and then the sun slowly rises.

The moon sets and the sun rises, the stars move, the morning breeze blows, and the night is clear.

In the garden of the villa, there are flowers, plants and trees. The fragrance of the plants and trees floats in the air, carrying the morning dew, which is quite humid.

The morning breeze gently blows on the face, like a mother's gentle hand, gently brushing the face, Jing Qingran feels very comfortable, a small face, can't help but carry the meaning of satisfaction.

She hadn't woken up yet, her small body moved slightly, changed her position, and continued to sleep.

This little slob...

She looks very cute when she sleeps. She has a small body, a small face, and small hands. She is small in every way, but her eyes are big.

The big eyes are closed, not yet opened.

(End of this chapter)