< br >Chapter 1001 < br >"seeing how patient you are, you are sure to be a good father in the future." Sister-in-law Li praised. < br >Jiang Chen smiled but said nothing. < br >he didn't think he would like Youyou so much. Is he really old, so he has the desire to be a father? < br >Jiang Chen thought it was a little funny. < br >Sister Li said, "then watch leisurely. I happen to go downstairs to buy some food. When I wake up, I want to make supplementary food." < br >"Don't worry, I'll watch. Go ahead!" Jiang Chen said in a quiet voice. < br >"Ai!" Mrs. Li respectfully answered, took the key and wallet, opened the door and went downstairs. < br >the room was quiet, the afternoon sun came in, and there was stillness in the warmth. < br >Jiang Chen looked down at Youyou. She slept soundly and quietly, her long lashes were hanging, her face was bulging, and her small nose was cute. People like everything. < br >Jiang Chen could not help hugging you tightly, with a touch of milk fragrance, which made him feel unusually at ease. < br >looking down for a long time, suddenly a phone call came in. Jiang Chen subconsciously frowned and immediately pressed mute. < br >he glanced at the incoming call, hung up the phone and sent a message with one hand. < br >after settling the matter, Jiang Chen looked casually in the living room. The little daisies in the vase had wilted slightly. It seemed that the hostess in the room was really busy and had no time to take care of the flowers. < br >there is a music box on the chest of drawers against the wall, the pink princess castle, the prince and princess who were dancing together were separated, looking at each other. < br >maybe turn on the switch, and when the music starts, they will hug and dance again. < br >looking at the exquisite castle, Jiang Chen couldn't help thinking of another girl. < br >how is she doing? < br >do you think of him occasionally? < br >do you have a boyfriend? < br >in a foreign country, there must be someone to accompany her so that she will not be alone. < br >Jiang Chen couldn't help thinking. After a while, he thought of the mistress of the house. He had given his daughter to Su Xi to look after. Now that her daughter is ill, she is not at home, and she doesn't seem to care about Youyou at all. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({ }); < br >heard that Youyou's parents had divorced, the woman must have hated Youyou's father so much that she would vent her anger on Youyou. < br >Jiang Chen frowned uncontrollably at this thought, and he felt even more distressed. < br >. < br >Mrs. Li went to the supermarket, and when she came back, she chatted for a while downstairs with the woman who was babysitting in the next building. When she came back, she opened the door and entered the room. In the living room, the man seemed to be asleep leaning back against the sofa, but his arms were still holding the baby in his arms. < br >the sun fell on the two, in extraordinary harmony, as if they were a real father and daughter. < br >Mrs. Li didn't dare to disturb her, so she went into the kitchen lightly. < br >I slept leisurely for two hours, and Jiang Chen also hugged him for two hours. Except for a sleepy nap in the sun, he spent the rest of his time replying to messages on his cell phone. < br >Youyou's fever has gone down, and there is a lot of sweat on his forehead, soaking Jiang Chen's gray-blue shirt. He doesn't care, he pulls a tissue and gently wipes it for her. < br >when it was almost four o'clock, Youyou turned around and woke up. As soon as she opened her eyes, Jiang Chen was stunned. Her dark eyes were full of bleary and daze. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and smiled at Jiang Chen slowly. < br >at this moment, Jiang Chen felt as if something had exploded in his heart, making his bones soft and his scalp numb. < br >"Youyou!" He called her softly. < br >Uncle! < br >in a husky voice, he rubbed in Jiang Chen's arms and yawned. < br >Jiang Chen touched her little face. "are you still sick?" < br >you sat up, giggled on his shoulder and said in a milky voice, "I don't feel bad." < br >Jiang Chen raised his sore arm as if to see the spring blossoms. < br >< br/ >< br >

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