Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"What's wrong?" Gao Yi frowned, then bent down and hugged the small raindrops on the ground. The young saleswoman was hit, and smiled awkwardly. She thought she smiled perfectly, It is also very friendly. What's wrong with this child when she sees her?

Gao Yi sat down holding Xiaoyudian, pulled her little feet and wiped them, look, soiled her feet, and Xiaoyu leaned on his arms, this time she was really good.

She doesn't like others touching her feet, but she can accept mom and uncle.

"Please help me with a pair of socks, thank you."

Gao Yi continued to wipe the little raindrops with his own hands, and the salesperson reflected this. He picked up a pair of pink socks with pink lace directly from the counter. Of course, the price of these socks is not low. of.

Gao Yi's eyes never blinked. He carefully put socks on Xiaoyudian, and then helped her put on small shoes.

"Sir, would you like to swipe a card or cash?" And Gao Yi's appearance was like a banknote to her, and she smiled a little too brightly.

Gao Yi took out his wallet, opened it, and there was not much cash in it. He squeezed his lips, and the salesman froze when he saw that there were no big bills in Gao Yi's wallet. Face, he would n’t have no money, would n’t it be playing with her, and he also served them for such a long time, really wasting time.

"Uncle, Xiaoyudian can wear shoes. Mother bought Xiaoyudian," Xiaoyudian kicked and kicked her little feet. She already knew that Gao Yi's calm face was displeased, and the young aunt's face Unhappy.

She can do without shoes, she can really do without them, although these shoes are really comfortable and look good.

Gao Yi held Xiaoyudian in one hand and gently rubbed her little bald head in one hand. Does Xiaoyudian like shoes? Don't lie to your uncle, it will be bad.

Xiaoyu blinked his long eyelashes, then nodded.

"like."

However, you do n’t have to wear it.

She thought about it. Well, that's it. She has a lot of things she likes, but she knows that her mother is very hard, so she never wants it.

And this shoe too.

Gao Yi flipped through his wallet, and then took out a gold card from it. I'm sorry, he didn't bring enough change, but he had a lot of cards, and he never lacked money.

He will give Xiao Yu everything she wants, because he is really distressed and really likes this sensible child.

"Ah!" The saleswoman's face was really wonderful at this time. She changed several times at once, and now she didn't even know that she was going to laugh and cry.

Xiao Yudian likes it, his uncle will give him more. He held the small body in his arms and said to the child in his heart that such a well-behaved child must have suffered too much since childhood It is even more conceivable that the woman named Xia Ruoxin will be more difficult.

For a time, he felt distressed at Xia Ruoxin.

The saleswoman gave the card to Gao Yi with both hands, and Gao Yi took it, and even she didn't even take a closer look and walked out holding the rain.

"Thank you for coming," and before she said anything, she heard the door slamming and blocked all her words back.

This is the consequence of her not having eyes. She is obviously a golden bean. She must be treated as a stone.

"What else?" Gao Yi asked the unusually well-behaved child in his arms.

Xiaoyu covered her little head. She thought about it, and finally shook her head. There was something from her mother and she didn't want it.

"Do you want a hat?" He put his fingers on the light rainy head. In fact, he could see that the child always cared about her hair.

"Don't worry, your uncle and you promise that soon the drizzle will grow your hair and it will be beautiful."

"Mom also said that she promised to buy a lot of beautiful bows for Xiaoyudian." Xiaoyu smiled shyly. Although everyone said that she had a bald head, she still liked bowtie.

Gao Yi chuckled a little, and loved beauty at such a small age, so beautiful, it will definitely be a misfortune in the future.

Xia Ruoxin really gave birth to a lovely daughter. No wonder the doctors and nurses in the hospital all turned around this little guy. It's really a clever ghost.

He walked into a hat shop holding Xiaoyudian, and she would buy it for her if she wanted it.

"This child is so pretty. Why did you manage a bald head?" Someone just said, but she felt a cold light hit her, and she quickly shrank her body.

Xiaoyu lowered his head, and his small hand grabbed Gao Yi's clothes tightly.

"Uncle, Xiaoyu's bald head is also very cute. Mom said it, and uncle said it." She raised her head, smiling weakly, but still very cute.

"Of course, Xiaoyudian has always been a beautiful child," Gao Yi boasted of the child.

He took off a very beautiful sun hat, and there was a butterfly that looked like a real one.

He put his hat on Drizzle's head, and compared it, it was good and quite suitable.

Throwing down the money, he went straight out. He didn't like people to joke about the child's hair. The child had already suffered too much and didn't need it.

"Uncle, Xiaoyudian wants to sleep," Xiaoyudian rubbed her eyes. She can't go for a long time, because after all, she is still a heavy patient and doesn't have much spirit at all.

"Okay, let's sleep, my uncle will hug you back to the hospital," Gao Yi touched the little raindrop's face lightly, and then lowered her hat on her head to prevent the sun from shining on her little face on.

That little face was still carrying too much paleness. Even if it had been in the sun for a long time, there was still not too much color.

Because she is a patient, a seriously ill child.

Xiaoyudian slowly closed his eyes and leaned on Gao Yi's shoulders. His uncle and his mother were just as warm.

She stretched out her little hand and pinched Gao Yi's neck. Xiaoyudian liked her uncle as much as her mother. Her voice was getting quieter and she soon fell asleep.

Gao Yi unbuttoned the clothes on his body and wrapped the small body of the child in his arms. He is a tall man and the clothes on his body are also huge. He can completely hold such a child in his arms. .

"Sleep, we go back."