The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

It wasn't until this morning, watching the rising sun, that he realized that he could not continue to be decadent. No matter whether the little girl he saw was a nanny or not, he had survived for so many years and could not fall down again at this time.

When Yu Cang went downstairs, he didn't see the figure with a lot of flowers. There was breakfast on the table, and there was a sticky note beside it, which was left by the flowers. He only said that he went out to work and will be back soon. .

Yu Cang washed his face, opened the chair and sat down at the dining table, picked up a fried dough stick and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating, a child's cry suddenly penetrated into his ears.

At first Yu Cang thought it was an illusion, until he put down the fried dough sticks, stopped chewing, and remained motionless. When the surroundings fell silent, the crying became clearer and louder, and it was obvious that he was passing through the house.

Yu Cang immediately stood up, ran out of the villa, stood by the gate, and saw a little girl sitting on the opposite ground at a glance. The little girl was sitting on the ground with her small face up, her mouth open, crying with tears and tears. Smashed down like a broken bead.

囡囡! It's his daughter!

Yu Cang ran to the opposite side, ran in front of the little girl, squatted down, and saw the tear-stained little face, he couldn't control it anymore, so suddenly he took the little girl into his arms.

This time, it was no longer as fleeting as an illusion, and no one suddenly took her away. He finally literally embraced her, his daughter.

The nun was still crying in his arms, crying so that his voice was hoarse, Yu Cang hurriedly stood up holding the nun, patted her back lightly, and coaxed: "If you don't cry or cry, the nun is the best behaved. "

Nun Nun's crying did not stop because of this.

Afraid of another accident, Yu Cang hugged her back to the villa.

In the living room, Yu Cang sat down on her lap and took out her mobile phone to place an order for a bunch of baby products. Soon, the things were delivered.

Yu Cang took out the baby bottle, sterilized it with boiling water, and then soaked a bottle of milk, then returned to the baby girl, put the baby girl down, held the back of her head in one hand, and handed the baby bottle to her mouth.

Nun Nun stopped crying immediately, holding the pacifier, sucking milk gurglingly, blinking a pair of big watery eyes, staring at Yu Cang full of joy.

Yu Cang looked at her delicate little face and took care of her with very skillful movements. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the old time, and it was like this, feeding the nuns and nuns.

After drinking the milk, the nun became obedient, and Yu Cang turned her over and patted her back until she successfully hiccuped a milk.

Yu Cang hugged her nun carefully, for fear that she would disappear suddenly, and for fear of hurting her too hard, winking his eyebrows and teasing him as before.

Nun nun was amused slightly, waving her little arm, suddenly grabbed one of Yu Cang's fingers with her soft hand, blinked her big eyes, and a small milk sound popped out of her mouth.

"Dad...ah...dad!"

Yu Cang stared in amazement, and became extremely excited for a moment: "You call me... Dad?!"

Like a chirping bird, she shouted in a voice that was not skilled enough: "Dad...Dad..."

Yu Cang fiercely pressed her into his arms and couldn't help crying while holding her.

囡囡! This is his daughter!

In the afternoon, when I came back from my work, I just entered the door and smelled a scent of milk mixed with shit, which was unusually unpleasant.