Looking Beyond The Line

Mom's baby is two years old. This is a toy that my mother bought it. Maybe you will only have a three-minute heat, you will not like it for a while, but at least you have come to your childhood.

Everyone's children have, mom's baby is also.

My mother's baby is three years old. He is growing, and the mother will give you a beautiful little dress. Mom's baby is put on the same as a small princess.

Four years old will shine and sing shoes, five-year-old hairpin, six-year-old chocolate, seven-year-old storage tank, eight-year-old dance shoes, nine-year-old small piano, ten-year-old violin, eleven years old Brush and ink ...

Every gift is pouring a mother who loves and educates the child.

If she has not left the mother's side, then her childhood will have a long life lock, there will be a beautiful little skirt, a small shoes and hairpins, waiting for her seven years old, I can have my own pocket money. Waiting for her eight years old, she will start learning dancing, learning instruments, learning Qin chess painting.

This is the cultivation and expectation of Cheng Cheng's own daughter. If she is by his mother, she will grow into a beautiful girl.

The 18-year-old wedding dress, a 19-year-old ticket to Kyoto and an admission notice of Kyoto University.

The 20-year-old gift box is empty, there is only one note.

In the past 19 years is the day of the mother's ideal, although it is backed with the reality, but the mother's baby has grown into the most like the mother.

Beautiful, independent, smart.

Mom's baby, happy birthday.

Jiang Yao didn't know when tears were not coming out of the flow. It may be a long-lived life lock of one year or may be an eleven-year-old study item, and maybe the 18-year-old wedding dress.

"No matter what you are now, it will be what she likes. Because she is extravagance is that you are alive, this is only." Cheng Ye gave Jiang Yao's clean handkerchief. " Very lucky, I met your mother's mommy, they really hurt you, and therefore, the heart does not dare to want to fight for you. "

Jiang Yao whispered, then twenty letters and twenty boxes as if they were as heavy as a mountain.

"Daughter, you are about to be a mother, so you should know your mother more." Cheng Ye said, "You are a heart disease."

"I know." Jiang Yao said with a swallow, in fact, she knows that she has always made a mother.

"The heart is not easy, it is really not easy. It is very difficult to live for her. Don't see how much I am doing now. In fact, I am mixed when I started." When you are young Cheng Ye himself is shy to teeth, "Okay, you are a birthday star, can't cry, outside the wind, let's go in."

Jiang Yao stood in the next day, slowed the emotions back, Cheng Ye helped her to move the box, she followed her home after her husband.

Cheng Ling has always standed at the door. It is waiting for someone. Seeing Cheng Ye hugged in him, he shouted his father, but he walked in Jiang Yao after the departure, and looked up and observed the down Jiang Yao. The little nose wrinkled, "" The sister cried. "

Then he took directly to the front to stop the Cheng Ye, asked, "Do you have a sister?"