Chapter 617

The little guy is just over three years old, white and tender, sitting on the bath towel like a glowing elf.

Amber was wiping water for him with a smile on his face, while Yang Yang reached out to grab the towel, and the two started playing.

"Little master, let's get dressed quickly, or we'll catch a cold."

Yang Yang obediently stretched out her little hand to let Amber put on her clothes. Although it is autumn and the temperature is still a bit high, Amber still pays special attention to it.

The little clothes that Jiujiu picked out for Yangyang are cute and the color is good, making Yangyang so cute that people want to pinch them.

Just after thinking about it, a white hand stretched out and pinched Yang Yang's little face.

"Boy, are you here so soon?"

Looking at Chu Ci's gentle face, Yang Yang smiled and hurriedly put on his clothes.

Amber tidied him up one by one, put on socks and small shoes, Yang Yang opened his little hands, Chu Ci picked him up, turned around and walked towards the yard to bask in the sun.

"How is it, are you recovering well?"

"kindness."

Yang Yang nodded, it doesn't hurt anyway.

Seeing the fear flashing in his eyes, Chu Ci reached out and hugged him tightly.

"Don't be afraid, this kind of thing will never happen again, Yangyang, it's all our negligence. I didn't take good care of you. Uncle owes you. If you need uncle in the future, uncle will go through fire and water. I will do it for you."

If they hadn't all been tricked, Jiujiu and Yangyang wouldn't have suffered such a catastrophe.

When Chu Ci dreamed back in the middle of the night, when he opened his eyes, he would see the bloody scene of him rushing into that dilapidated small room.

Jiu Jiu was covered in blood, and Yang Yang was also covered in blood. The blood was still flowing under their bodies.

That scene was not only the pain of Yang Yang and Jiu Jiu's life, but also the guilt that Chu Ci could never get rid of in his life.

Those few people have disappeared now, I'm afraid it was Xiao Qingzhan who made them all...

"Is your father assured of you coming here?"

Chu Ci glanced at the yard, there were three bodyguards in sight, plus Amber, when he just came back from the outside, he found some strange young faces, and they were renting a house nearby, probably Xiao Qingzhan send people.

"Send it from Daddy."

Yang Yang nestled in Chu Ci's arms, talking in a milky voice, lazily and a little tired.

Chu Ci took the blanket that Amber handed over, wrapped Yang Yang in his arms, took the milk bottle, stuffed it into Yang Yang's arms, and asked him to suck the milk bottle. It was the sound of Yang Yang slurping the bottle. Chu Ci raised his eyebrows at him, but Xiao Qingzhan didn't stay.

Didn't even look at the wine! !

After Yang Yang finished sipping the milk bottle, he stuffed it into Chu Ci's arms, basking in the sun, lying in Chu Ci's arms, blinking his big eyes.

"Go to sleep, I'll hold you in the sun for a while, and carry out photosynthesis for you, and when you're sound asleep, I'll send you back to sleep in a while."

Chu Tiao smiled and spoke softly, the more he looked at the child, the more distressed he felt.

"kindness."

Yang Yang lazily and tiredly huddled in Chu Ci's arms. Chu Ci looked at the child's small appearance, lowered his head, kissed his face, and hugged him tightly.

Until this moment, holding the real Yang Yang, Chu Ci truly believed that they were all safe and sound.

He really couldn't imagine, if Jiujiu and Yangyang really had an accident, how they would spend the rest of their lives.

still is,

Just go with them!
(End of this chapter)

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