Chapter 2395 Worry

He has always wanted a girl, just like Yan Huan, who is beautiful and sensible. This time, he was born in the right place. He has his own little cotton-padded jacket and his own little lover.

This is his child, his daughter, everything he has now.

The little guy only has a little bit of it, his little face is as big as an adult's fist, his whole body is almost pink, and his eyes are tightly closed. His current little appearance is not open, but it can be seen. This child looks like him. The familiar look between the eyebrows is not him. The small chin is pointed and this one looks like his mother. The ears are also small and soft, which also looks like his mother, but overall he still looks like him. Anyway That's how he felt.

He stretched his hands several times, but still didn't dare to hold the child. The child's little body was really too soft. He thought the child was like Yan Huan, but he really didn't expect that his daughter would be like this. She is so small, so soft, and so fragile. He is afraid of hurting her. What should he do?

"Didn't you hug Huanhuan?"

When Ye Rong saw his boss like this, he actually couldn't laugh or cry. He was used to big scenes and was a decisive boss, but now he was wiping his hands on himself from time to time. This made him so nervous. How nervous he was, nothing like his usual self.

"That's different," the boss continued to wipe the water in his palms on his body, but still didn't dare to hold his daughter.

"Little Huanhuan is so big, so you don't have to worry when you hold her. But this child seems to have no bones. I don't dare to do anything."

"Children are the same, just get used to it."

Ye Rong placed the child in front of the boss and taught the boss to hold such a small child.

The boss carefully held his daughter, who was just born, with one hand protecting her little head. Then, as if holding a time bomb, his whole body stiffened.

The boss suddenly remembered something while holding his daughter.

"You should go back first. My nanny is here. Little Huanhuan is still at home alone."

"She is very well-behaved," Ye Rong smiled, but the smile was bitter at this time.

No matter how good she is, she is still a child over one year old. She is still very weak, still easily injured, and still cannot do without her mother's protection.

"You should go back first, I am here."

The boss also felt that they had gone too far this time and asked the family to leave the one-year-old child alone at home. When he came, he listened to the nanny.

His wife relied on this promise very much. She had to be present when the child was born. Li Nuo had no choice but to follow her, but she had to leave Yan Huan, who was just over one year old, alone at home. Such a big baby Children, how dangerous it is for a person to have one.

I don’t know if the windows are closed, the fire in the kitchen is turned off, and the refrigerator is turned off. Children of this age are active and naughty, and their hearts are full of all kinds of curiosities. He was not afraid of something happening to his house, but he was worried that the child would fall and hurt himself, so he asked Ye Rong to go back first to avoid something happening to the child. How else would he face Ye Rong, and how would he be able to treat him right?

He just had a daughter, and now he is even more in love with her. Besides, he originally liked Xiao Yan Huan very much, and Xiao Yan Huan was the one he grew up with. Without Yan Huan, there would be no such lovely daughter as him. , naturally he likes Yan Huan, and also feels a sense of gratitude.

Ye Rong came out of the hospital. She touched her wrist, then lifted up her sleeves, and saw bruises on her wrist.

She sighed, put down her sleeves, hurriedly stopped a taxi outside the hospital, and hurried back home, feeling nervous and scared all the way.

Afraid that her daughter would cry, afraid that she would cry and look for her mother.

When she opened the door, her palms were filled with sweat.

"Huanhuan..."

Ye Rong shouted her daughter's name outside and ran in without even changing her shoes.

"Huanhuan..."

She shouted again, and her voice sounded like she was crying. Where is her daughter? Is her daughter okay? It's her Huanhuan.

A door was pushed open from inside, and Yan Huan ran out on her chubby legs.

"Mom," she immediately hugged Ye Rong's legs, raised her little face and smiled innocently. It's good to have a mother, yes, it's good to have a mother. She will have someone who cares about her all the time and loves her. She is also someone who loves her unconditionally.

She has left her mother for many years, and now she is facing a young mother, and she is extremely grateful in her heart, so she must take good care of her mother in this life, even though she is still too young. When I was young, I still needed my mother to take care of me.

Ye Rong quickly knelt down and hugged his daughter tightly.

"I'm sorry, mom will never leave you for such a long time in the future."

Ye Rong really felt sorry for her daughter, who was so young, but she left her alone at home. Fortunately, she was fine. What would she do if something happened? She only had such a daughter in her life.

Yan Huan is her life, no, she is more important than her life. Even if she loses her own life, she will never let Yan Huan get hurt.

"Mom, Huan Huan is very good," Yan Huan stretched out her little hand like an adult to comfort Ye Rong.

"Huan Huan was playing with toys by herself, she was not hungry or thirsty, Huan Huan was thinking about her mother, and then she came back. Mom is so good."

Ye Rong hugged her daughter tightly, almost crying.

Her daughter was really the cutest little angel given to her by heaven. Even if she gave up everything in the Ye family, even if she gave up her home and her parents, she was unwilling to give up her daughter.

Ye Rong wiped her tears and touched her daughter's little head.

"Did you fall?"

She asked, and her hand was also placed on her daughter's little head, for fear that she would fall herself.

Yan Huan shook her head, "Huan Huan didn't fall."

Ye Rong pulled up her daughter's arm again. Children's skin is very tender. If there is a slight scratch or bruise, it will be blue for several days. Yan Huan's head has no bumps, and her arms are also white and clean, so she should be fine.

But Ye Rong was still worried, and took off her daughter's pants to see if there were any injuries on her butt and calves. She really couldn't leave her daughter anymore. Such a young child has almost never left her since she was born. How could she let her child stay here alone?