Chapter 2372: Your name is Huanhuan (2/2)

”How did you wake up?”

The woman heard the sound inside and ran out of the kitchen, then picked up the sleeping daughter on the bed.

”Good boy, Huanhuan doesn't cry, mom is there.”

The little baby girl opened her big eyes, her small hand grabbed her mother's clothes, and her pink and tender mouth was open. ?

”What's wrong?” The woman hugged her daughter in front of herself. ”Does Huanhuan want to say something to her mother?”

The woman still smiled and had a pair of very beautiful eyes. At this time, she was full of eyes, nothing else, only this little child in her arms, this little unbelievable child.

The little baby girl suddenly opened her small mouth and smiled. That little smile turned out to be amazing to the woman.

”Huanhuan in my family laughed.”

The woman is happy to hug her daughter, and the mother is really afraid that you will not laugh, like a fool,

Young parents always suffer from this, and they are afraid that their daughter will not speak, walk, or laugh, and she is a single mother. There is no one beside her, only herself.

But she took care of her daughter. At the beginning, she was also in a hurry. The children were ignorant and cried every day. When the daughter cried, she also cried.

And she couldn’t even figure out what she was crying for such a small child. She woke up, cried when she was asleep, cried when she was hungry, and cried when she was full. The endless daughter also shed tears silently.

Now that the child has grown up, she has also lived with her daughter for so long, and she also understands the child's habits, which is gradually getting better. In fact, her daughter is very good, really good, she does not cry often, and does not make her mother too much.

As long as she eats her belly, she will play by the quilt alone, and she will not cry too much.

The woman gently patted the little back of her daughter, and the smile on the corner of her lips was really satisfying and beautiful.

And the child in her arms has always opened her own big and bright eyes. Looking at her mother like this, she seems to recognize her, and she seems to remember her...

This look is not simple. This look is also a story. This look should not even come out of such a baby.

The woman carefully put her daughter down, and then patted the little quilt for her.

”Huanhuan, you are staying well. Mom will cook some food, and you will have milk later.”

The little baby girl grabbed her little quilt, and still smiled at her mother with a cracked mouth.