After Huang Ling came out of the living room, Gu Yu took the baby and sat down on the sofa.

His deep dawn has become more loving and gentle than ever.

He is gentle, with a smile of fatherly love, and is different from the gentleness of watching Song.

"It's so cute, soft and soft, my fingers don't dare to force, afraid to hurt her." Gu Yu smiled softly.

Song, sitting next to him, looked at him silently, as if he had not heard his words, and did not give any response.

God knows how excited she is at the moment.

Every day, she is worried, because the south is out of power, the network is awkward, she can't contact him, and she doesn't know how worried.

He didn't even say anything to her before he came back. This is a surprise!

Song worries looked at him, his eyes were red, and he felt that he was worried about this half-month, especially wronged.

"Wife, our daughter's nickname is Xiaobao, huh?" Gu Yu looked at the head and smiled at Song Wu, "What's wrong? How is the eye red?"

"Gu Yu!" Song Wuzhe suddenly grabbed his waist, buried his face in his arm, and cried in a sob: "Do you know, I see you being swept away by the flood, scared tears out. ......"

"..." Gu Shuguang was deep, and his heart passed a touch of distress.

"For half a month, you only call me twice..."

"Stupid, the two calls are still I went to the urban area where there is electricity and network." Gu Yu petted his lips.

He is more and more fond of such a Song Worry, a small woman, let him have a pity and a desire to protect.

He is not around her, she can take care of herself well and let her live well.

He is outside, no need to worry about her.

"Oh..." Song Wuyou now only wants to cry, is happy to cry.

Hearing her crying like a little woman who was wronged, Gu Yu’s lips smirked and smiled: “Women, when I am a mother, still crying?”

"When can't the mother cry? Is it still age-conscious?" Song's face was rubbed against his sleeve and wiped his tears on his clothes.

"Cry your nose in front of the child, lose face." Gu Yu holding Xiao Bao, looking at the woman crying.

"The child is still young, I don't know if I am crying." Song Wuzhe raised his head and looked at Xiaobao.

Xiaobao didn't look at her, she was looking at her dark and bright eyes, looking at Gu Yu, like that, very curious.

It seems to be saying: Hey, who is this handsome brother?

"Xiaobao." Seeing her so cute, Song Wushou couldn't help but reach out and gently touch Xiaobao's face.

The chubby face is very comfortable, tender and smooth, and I want to pinch it.

Xiaobao heard the sound of Song Wuyou, the dark eyes turned and looked at Song.

Her appearance, quiet, looked at Song Wu worry three seconds later, the line of sight returned to Gu Yu face.

When Gu Yu saw it, he smiled and said: "Xiao Bao knows how to appreciate beautiful men so small. It is good."

"She is looking at her father, what is your thoughts." Song Wuzhan said that he was very defiant.

"No, he is looking at me handsome, no, I will try to show you." Gu Yu looked up and shouted at the door: "Ade."

Ade Wensheng came in: "Young Master."

"Come here, hug Xiaobao." Gu Yu smiled.

Ade, "Young Master, I am afraid that I am not good, I have not embraced such a small baby."

Gu Yan gave him a look: "I will let you hold you."