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Chapter 1118 Will it be too ugly
Li Jinchen lowered his head, looked at the woman leaning on his arms softly, and his voice was so spoiled that it almost dripped out: "I don't care, as long as you and the baby are safe and sound, I don't care what happens, you are the one the most important."

"...Besides, I'm a man, how could I not be able to bear it so easily?"

Qiao Chuxia's small hands around the man's waist retracted again, her small face rubbed against his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "But I will feel bad, and I also miss you well Yes, not only the baby, you also need to be well, otherwise the baby and I will be unhappy, we all need to be well, and you are the most important thing to me."

Li Jinchen raised his hand to support her soft long hair hanging behind her shoulders, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and pulled her out of his arms.

Then he bent down and sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the half bowl of soup that Qiao Chuxia just drank, held the spoon, handed it to her lips, and said softly: "Fool, I will take care of myself, no need Worry about me, eat quickly, I will eat after you finish eating."

Qiao Chuxia pursed her lips, retracted her neck slightly, looked at him quietly, with a trace of anger and threat, and refused aloud: "No, if you don't eat it, I won't eat it either. "

The voice paused for a second, then immediately turned to look at Mrs. Wu who was standing aside, and said again: "Sister-in-law Wu, please go and get a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Sister-in-law Wu looked at Qiao Chuxia with a smile on her aunt's face, and then secretly glanced at the man who dared not say a word, nodded her head lightly, and readily agreed: "Okay, ma'am, I'll go right away."

After speaking, he didn't stay for another second, and walked out of the ward.

Under Qiao Chuxia's urging, Li Jinchen and her ate up all the soup and some side dishes that Aunt Wu brought from home.

Little Mianmian didn't know if she had a telepathic connection with them. Qiao Chuxia and Li Jinchen had just put down their bowls and chopsticks when Little Mianmian woke up, crying so miserably.

The tragic cry made Qiao Chuxia's heart tremble, and her heartache couldn't be more painful.

Aunt Wu hurried into the ward with Little Mian in her arms, and carefully handed Little Mian to Qiao Chuxia.

Qiao Chuxia embraced the little ball in her arms with both hands, her whole body was full of strong maternal love and tenderness, her eyes and heart were filled with the soft ball in her arms.

I don't know if Little Mianmian sensed Qiao Chuxia's presence. The heart-piercing cry gradually became quiet after being held in Qiao Chuxia's arms.

Qiao Chuxia waited until Little Mianian was fed and fell asleep again, and then let Auntie Wu leave the ward with Little Mianmian in her arms.

Qiao Chuxia waited until Mrs. Wu left the ward before turning her head to look at Li Jinchen, twisting her willow-leaf eyebrows with a puzzled expression, and said in a voice full of annoyance and puzzlement: "Husband, you said that my looks and yours are not the same. It's so tall, but why does Little Cotton not look very good-looking."

Hey……

This is what she said more euphemistically. After all, Little Cotton is her own son, a piece of flesh that fell from her body.

Otherwise, she really wanted to say, would Little Cotton look a little too sorry, would she be too ugly?

Li Jinchen was not in a hurry to answer Qiao Chuxia's question, first let Qiao Chuxia lie down, and then answered Qiao Chuxia's question in a leisurely manner: "I just heard from my mother that all newborn babies are like this, Wrinkled ones are not very good-looking, but after a few days, it will be fine when opened."

(End of this chapter)