Han Yingxue let out a sigh of relief. After that, Xuanyuan Ling had to be told not to make a hickey on her neck. It's not good to be seen by others when you can.

After thinking about it, Han Yingxue's cheeks turned red again. What was on her mind?

  While several people were chatting, the cry of Han Xiaoxiao's milk doll came over.

   "Xiaoxiao must be hungry!" Zhao said with a smile.

   Mrs. Zhao picked up Han Xiaoxiao and fed the milk, but Han Xiaoxiao stopped crying and looked at Han Yingxue with big watery eyes.

   As if he knew Han Yingxue, he giggled at Han Yingxue.

   "Mother, Xiaoxiao recognizes me! How clever!" Han Yingxue said.

  This milk doll recognizes people at such a young age. This kid is also very smart.

   "Haha, our Xiaoxiao is not only smart, but also a child prodigy."

   "Little prodigy? Mother, why do you say that?" Han Yingxue was a little curious.

Mrs. Zhao explained with a smile on the side: "Snow girl, you don't know, when you were just rushed to go, Xiaoxiao cried every day, and just after Xiaoxiao stopped crying, it was reported that you are all right. news."

  Xiaoxiao Is it really so good at predicting?

  No wonder Xiaoxiao was different from other milk dolls when she was born. With such a fate, there must be something unusual about her.

   There is already a grandfather who is a **** operator, and a little prodigy Han Xiaoxiao. It seems that in the future, these two people can help predict what happens at home.

   "Mother, let me hug Xiaoxiao!" Han Yingxue wanted to hug Han Xiaoxiao, but she also liked this little girl.

   I haven't hugged for several days, and I feel that Han Xiaoxiao has sunk a lot. "Mother, Xiaoxiao, this is growing meat?"

   "Haha, the milk baby grows fast, I hug it every day, and I don't feel it."

   "I think Xiaoxiao has sunk a lot. It'll be good for Xiaoxiao to grow up soon!"

   "Yes, these days have passed quickly. When your mother gave birth to you, you were as big as Xiaoxiao, but now you look at it, didn't you suddenly grow up to be a big girl?"

   "Mother, where am I a big girl, I am a little girl, okay!"

   "Okay, my Cher is still a little girl!"

   Looking at Han Xiaoxiao's pink and tender face, Han Yingxue couldn't help but snorted and kissed Han Xiaoxiao's cheek.

   The milk doll's body is tender, soft, and fleshy, and it is very comfortable to hold.

   "Xue'er, let's laugh and crawl!" Zhao said with a smile.

   "Can you climb?" Han Yingxue was a little surprised.

   Isn't this milk doll usually crawling at five or six months old? How could Han Xiaoxiao crawl at such a young age?

   Is it abnormal development or abnormal talent?

   "Let Xiaoxiao crawl to show you, you put Xiaoxiao on the bed!" Zhao Shi said.

  Han Yingxue put Han Xiaoxiao on the bed according to what Zhao said.

   Sure enough, Han Xiaoxiao was able to support her body with both hands and lie on the bed.

   Mr. Zhao took out a rattle from the bedside and shook it at Han Xiaoxiao, and then Han Xiaoxiao slowly crawled towards Mrs. Zhao.

  The rattle banged loudly. It was estimated that the rattle was attractive to Han Xiaoxiao, so Han Xiaoxiao would climb over.

  Han Xiaoxiao climbed up to Zhao's, her pink and tender little hand grabbed the rattle, and then played with it, looking cute.

   "Xue Er, you see, we can really crawl with a smile!"

   "Mother, Xiaoxiao is really amazing!"

   "Yeah, ordinary milk dolls, how can they crawl at this time!"