Chapter 689                                                             

"No!" Qiao Minghe smiled faintly. He felt that this Leng Aotian was not simple.

When they returned to the mansion, the servants had already prepared the meal.

"Xiao Ai, mom is afraid that you will not have any appetite on the plane, so she asked the servants to prepare the food, which is all your favorite dishes. Hurry up and eat something!" Hai Huan looked at her daughter, and the deepest eyes were full of maternal love.

Xiao Ai smiled and nodded: "Thank you mom!"

Maybe it was the adult voice that woke the waiter up. The little guy reached out and rubbed his eyes, opening his sleepy eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was not my father or my mother who was holding me, but a stranger, but the waiter did not cry.

Instead, he turned his eyes cleverly, as if he was looking for where his parents were.

When he saw his parents not far away, the waiter opened his mouth and started crying.

Seeing that the baby grandson suddenly started to cry, Hai Huan was a little panicked and hurriedly coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry!"

Xiao Ai stood up at this time, walked to her mother, and reached out to her hand to gently stroke the waiter's back.

"Waiter, both mom and dad are here. The one holding you is your grandmother, mom's mother. Don't be afraid." Xiao Ai comforted his son softly.

I wonder if the waiter understood his mother's words or sootheed his mother's actions of gently stroking her back, the waiter stopped crying.

But my eyes looked at the food on the dining table, and it seemed very fragrant.

Hai Huan instantly understood what the little grandson meant and walked to the dining table with the waiter in his arms.

I had prepared complementary food for my grandson, but I didn't expect it to come in handy.

Hai Huan held the waiter in one hand and fed the vegetable juice and carrot paste into the waiter's mouth with a spoon in the other hand.

The waiter was very happy to eat, his mouth was squeaking, and it seemed that he was chewing with his teeth.

Xiao Ai was very pleased to watch from the side. He gave his son to his mother and could really give up his mind to have a meal by himself.

After dinner, Hai Huan asked Xiao Ai and Qiao Minghe to go upstairs to make up for sleep first, and she came to take the waiter.

Except for crying after waking up for a while, the waiter is not afraid of strangers at all.

Maybe it was because my grandmother had just fed him something delicious, and the waiter liked this grandmother very much at this moment.

Seeing that his son was not attached to him, Xiao Ai went upstairs with Qiao Minghe with confidence.

The room upstairs was cleaned up by Mrs. Haihun himself, and she also specially changed to a more warm wallpaper, which looked like a new house.

Xiao Ai has lived here for a while, so the room she is here is still the same one she used to live in.

As soon as she entered the house, she found that the room seemed to have been renovated, very new, luxurious, and very homely.

Xiao Ai couldn't help but be happy. It seemed that his mother had prepared carefully for her to come here.

"Wife, go in and take a shower first! After taking a shower, we wiped the medicine." Qiao Minghe pulled Xiao Ai to the bathroom.

After Xiao Ai went in to take a shower, Qiao Minghe went to the suitcase to find the clothes Xiao Ai wanted to wear.

Xiao Ai's injuries are almost healed now, but Qiao Minghe still asked Xiao Ai to wear cotton-padded clothes that have been disinfected with high temperatures.

Her skin is now a little sensitive, so he is particularly careful.

After Xiao Ai finished washing, Qiao Minghe took the medicine and clothes in.

After gently applying the medicine for her, she helped her put on her clothes.

"Wife, go and dry your hair, I'll wash my clothes before coming out." Qiao Minghe said to Xiao Ai in a gentle voice.

Xiao Ai knew that he had to wash his clothes by hand now, so every time he came out of the shower, he would wash the clothes with her in person.

It can be said that Qiao Minghe has been pampering since childhood and has never washed clothes. Now, he does laundry for her every day for herself.

In fact, these details are enough to show how much this man loves her.

Xiao Ai felt warm inside and sat on the sofa and blew his hair.

Because the hair is very short, it will dry in a while.

Qiao Minghe was still washing her clothes in the bathroom, and Xiao Ai got up and walked over.

Looking at the man's tall figure standing in front of the sink, Xiao Ai's eyes were filled with tears.

Maybe because he heard the sound, Qiao Minghe slowly turned around.

Seeing Xiao Ai, Qiao Minghe's sexy thin lips curled slightly, and his voice softly said, "Is the hair dry?"

Xiao Ai nodded: "It's done!"

Pressing the warm current of emotion in his heart, Xiao Ai looked at the man in front of him. Because of him and his son, Xiao Ai felt that he had forgotten everything he had endured!

It is the most important to grasp the happiness at the moment. Don’t let yourself and Qiao Minghe’s happiness pay for Mrs. Qiao and their previous sins.

"I'll wash it!" Xiao Ai walked over, raised his chin, and looked at him with a smile.

"You have such a poor skin now, how can you touch laundry detergent? Go watch TV for a while, and go to bed first if you are sleepy." Qiao Minghe had bubbles on his hand, as if he was afraid that Xiao Ai would get closer, so the bubble flew to Xiao Ai and specially held the basin a little further.

"Okay!" Xiao Ai nodded and prepared to go out when he saw the man being so careful.

Otherwise, staying here would just cause him trouble.

Qiao Minghe quickly finished washing, took the clothes to the balcony and hanged them, and then went back to the bathroom to take a shower.

Xiao Ai has not slept yet, she has to wait for her husband to go to bed and go to bed together.

After Qiao Minghe went to bed, he reached out to hug the little woman and fell asleep together.

In fact, they have been separated for so long and are very attached to each other's bodies, but in Xiao Ai's current situation, he dare not touch her.

I can only suppress the desire in my body and fall asleep quietly.

I slept too late last night, and when they woke up, it was almost twelve o'clock.

No one woke them up. As soon as Xiao Ai woke up, she thought about whether the waiter would clamor for them to wake up that night.

I quickly put on my clothes and went downstairs.

Qiao Minghe was more at ease. He felt that his son was very smart. As long as he felt safe, no matter who took him, he would not be afraid of being angry.

Qiao Minghe wore a light-colored home clothes and went to wash up before going downstairs.

Xiao Ai hurriedly ran down with a mess of hair, but saw the waiter happily playing with building blocks with several brothers and sisters.

I haven't seen the little fruit for a long time. Xiao Ai saw the little fruit that has grown a lot taller, and said in a warm voice: "Little fruit!"

Xiao Guoguo remembered her mother. When she turned around and saw her mother, she ran over quickly and threw herself into her arms.

His little hand was still tightly holding his mother's neck: "Mom, I miss you so much!"

Xiao Ai was so happy that his heart was full of joy when he heard his son's sweet voice.

He picked up the little fruit from the ground, and the little guy was much heavier.

He came to the sofa and sat down. Xiao Ai looked at his son seriously. He followed his grandmother here, and it seemed that he was having a happy life.

"Mom, grandma said, this is my younger brother. Brother is so cute!" Xiao Guoguo smiled, revealing two cute little tiger teeth, which were particularly cute.

"Yes, it's your younger brother. You are all the children of your father and mother." Little Aiwen told his son in a voice.

The waiter was sitting on the carpet and playing with building blocks with other children, but when Shuiling's big eyes looked over, he seemed a little dissatisfied with his mother holding other children.

He pouted his mouth and threw away the building blocks in his hand, then crawled over here with both hands and feet.

When I climbed to my mother's side, I stretched out my fat little hand to pull the corner of my mother's skirt.

Xiao Ai looked at her younger son quietly, and she wanted to know what her younger son wanted to do.

"Mom, do you want to give you a hug?" Xiao Guoguo said to her mother as if she understood it.

Xiao Ai raised his lips and smiled. It turned out that this is what his younger son meant.

But she did not put Xiao Guoguo down, but instead hugged the waiter with her other hand.

In this way, both children sat on her thighs.

The two children sat opposite each other, and the waiter's shiny black eyes stared at the person opposite him.

On the side, Mrs. Haihun smiled when she saw it.

"Why do I feel that when the waiter grows up, he will be as domineering as his father."

Xiao Ai felt that this statement made sense for his mother.

Now it seems that Xiaoer is really similar to his father!

At this time, Qiao Minghe came down from the upper floor and saw Xiao Ai holding two children at the same time, his face suddenly changed.

He quickly stepped forward and carried Xiao Guoguo and the waiter over.

But because Mrs. Hai Huan was present, Qiao Minghe did not say clearly that it is better not to bear weight on Xiao Ai's skin now.

Xiao Ai naturally knew that her husband was worried about her, so she smiled and said, "I'll fight with me for the baby in the future!"

Qiao Minghe nodded: "I haven't seen our little fruit for a long time, and I've grown up a lot!"

After hearing this, Xiao Guoguo nodded happily and said, "Dad, I want to grow taller. When I grow taller, I want to take care of my mother like my father."
To be continued...