Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

She stretched out her small arms to help Xin Xiaotian get up, but she was so small and weak that she couldn't move him at all, so she could only raise her head helplessly, trying to call Qiqi who was not far away for help, but just as she raised her head, Xin Xiaotian ruthlessly He grabbed it fiercely in his arms.

This is Xin Xiaotian's lost and recovered treasure. He hugged it tightly in his arms, unwilling to let go, not daring to let go.

His tears fell on her neck, painfully.

No one knows Xin Xiaotian's regret, his pain, his resentment...

He made a promise, even though he knew that Xin Ziwen and Xin Furong were disrespectful to Yang Rong, but he thought he could solve these problems, he always thought that it would be enough to bear with them, to endure them, and then tell them all the truth...

But he didn't expect that things would develop like this.

Miao Miao was almost gone, and Yang Rong had a miscarriage, completely terrifying the man.

He is a promise, but if he knows that things will develop like this, he really won't stubbornly keep that secret anymore, and if the heaven wants to punish him, he is willing to bear it...

Now hugging his only child, his own flesh and blood, he closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face, the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak... just want to hold and protect like this all the time...

His Miao Miao, his child.

Xin Miaomiao was suddenly hugged by Xin Xiaotian, startled, and moved a little helplessly, but she couldn't move, she felt extremely uncomfortable being strangled by Xin Xiaotian, and felt Xin Xiaotian crying again, humming in fear, Xin Xiaotian She couldn't feel it, she was still crying, the painful crying made her very sad, and the tears were also falling down.

When the father and daughter were crying, the door of the ward next to them opened, and several people rushed over in a swarm.

The one running in the front was naturally Yang Rong. She was still wearing a natural-colored hospital gown. She was pale and flustered. The first thing she saw was the little figure who was hugged by Xin Xiaotian and could hardly be seen.

That is her daughter, even if she loses her life, as long as she is safe and sound.

She rushed over.

A few days after the miscarriage, she was still very weak, but she threw herself on the ground and separated Xin Xiaotian and Xin Miaomiao abruptly. Scratching with fingernails, four bloodstains were scratched on his neck.

Xin Xiaotian felt the pain, and his thoughts came back a little. In the next second, Yang Rong pushed him away. Yang Rong snatched Xin Miaomiao from his arms, knelt on the ground, and touched her flushed face with her fingers. , she couldn't see anything clearly with tears.

"Miao Miao? Is it really Miao Miao?" She couldn't believe it, and couldn't see clearly, so she kept tracing her small face with her hands, her fingers trembling, and her voice trembled: "Is it Miao Miao? Is it Miao Miao?" Miao? Miao Miao, call me mom, you call mom..."

Xin Miaomiao was already crying a lot. She didn't know what happened. Her parents were holding her and crying, and she had no idea at all. He was flushed from being suffocated by Xin Xiaotian just now, and now he was pressed into his arms by Yang Rong nervously, and his body limply fell to the ground, making Yang's mother beside her turn pale with fright.

Mother Yang is old after all, she believes in some things.

She always thought that her family Miao Miao was a happy baby, the kind who would smile at everyone, and even if she cried normally, it was only for the sake of acting like a baby and being a ghost.