Chapter 394 (1/2)

When Yihao returned to the main house with wennuan and Jiqing, he felt that it was not only a technical work, but also a physical work.

Not only to carry one, but also to hold one. If you don't pay attention, he can't hold both of them back at once.

It's not easy.

He really couldn't figure out whether he would be happy to marry a wife and have a child, or... Suffer*

Just entering the door, sister Amin happened to pass by the hall and saw Yi Hao, who was too difficult. She hurried to pick up Ji Qing in his arms.

”Young master, why don't you call so that I can pick you up!” sister Amin carefully hugged Jiqing, frowned and whispered.

Yi Hao didn't answer, but straightened the woman who was sleeping soundly on his back. He ordered: ”send the little lady back to the room, cover the quilt, and don't let her catch a cold and get sick. Also, just now, considering the sweat of playing, wipe her with hot water!”

After the command, Yihao went upstairs with warm on his back.

Sister Amin looked at the back of Yihao carrying warm upstairs. She smiled and hugged Jiqing upstairs.

Just got some water and planned to wash the sweat on Jiqing, but the little thing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her in confusion.

Sister Amin smiled, ”Xiao Qingqing wakes up? Otherwise, sister Amin will take you to the bathroom to take a bath?”

”Where are daddy and Mommy?” Jiqing rubbed her eyes and asked with milk.

Sister Amin sat down by the bed, picked up her light little body, and then said softly, ”Daddy and Mommy are tired of playing. Of course, they go back to the room to rest. Now, xiaoqingqing and sister Amin go to take a bath, okay?”*

Jiqing nodded and let sister Amin carry her into the bathroom.

”Xiaoqingqing is so good!” sister Amin squatted in the children's bathtub and looked at Jiqing, who wanted to take a bath by herself. She grinned happily.

”Uncle Tieshou tells Qingqing to take a bath and do it yourself. Taking good care of Mommy is a good baby. Qingqing wants big red flowers!”

Jiqing's face is young, but she looks very serious.

Sister Amin smiled knowingly, ”Qingqing is really sensible and a good baby. Qingqing wants to promise sister Amin to take good care of mommy and daddy. When Qingqing grows up, she must be filial to daddy and Mommy, okay?”

”Hmm!!” Jiqing nodded, ”Mommy and Daddy are the closest relatives around Qingqing. When Qingqing grows up, they have to earn a lot of money to live with daddy and Mommy. Mommy likes to eat chocolate, and Qingqing will build a big chocolate house for her. In this way, no matter where in the house, you can eat chocolate if you want to eat it!”

Sister Amin couldn't help laughing at Ji Qing's words. Although the idea of children seems very naive and unrealistic to adults, and even childish, everything is beautiful.

They will take the initiative to outline all the best things in their hearts, and give what they think and feel good to the people they care about, or to the people they care about.

Sister Amin didn't say much, but took a bath towel, scratched Jiqing from the water, wiped her dry, and then put her on a pink cartoon nightdress.

”Little Miss, go to bed quickly. Go to sleep. It's very late now. I have to go to school tomorrow!” sister Amin asked Jiqing to lie down on the bed and tuck in her quilt corner, so she turned away safely.

The dark yellow wall lamp glowed in one corner of the room, making the whole room look particularly hazy.

Yi Hao sat on the sofa and looked at the woman immersed in deep sleep by the dim light. His deep eyes suddenly became deeper and deeper.

Holding a sky blue soft leather notebook in his hand, Yi Hao lowered his eyes and looked at the notebook. His slender fingertips fastened a point.

I don't know how long I was silent. Yihao opened the notebook with a light hand.

Juanxiu's handwriting immediately came into view. Looking at the above page after page, she was full of herself, and Yi Hao's eyes became more and more profound.

This diary was found in the warm drawer when he was tidying up his room.

At that time, when he found the diary, he saw that the diary he had written before was pressed. Under her diary, Leng wennuan tied the two diaries together with a thin red ribbon, with a concentric knot on it

For five and a half years, when he was free, he would turn over this diary. Draw on it with a pen of another color. Warm asked him the question in the diary, but he couldn't get the answer. He noted it carefully. If the position is not enough, he also wrote it with a post it note, and then pasted it on it.

He turned over the diary he had written before, and cold and warm also outlined his questions to her on it, and then wrote the answers on it.

Yihao turned a page casually, but he didn't dare to use too much force. He was deeply afraid that the thin paper could not withstand his daily reading. He was afraid that before she woke up, the diary was no longer.