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1553 The Little Golden Baby in the Palm of Your Hand 3

Mu Yutian never expected Ye Wanhe to make such a request.

She was stunned for a moment and agreed: "You can touch him, but... if he doesn't like you, you can't continue to touch you."

Ye Wanhe nodded, stretched out a finger, touched the little guy's face very carefully, and quickly withdrew it, almost so much that he didn't see if he touched the baby's tender face.

After all, the little guy was just two days old and was soft and like a cotton candy that was poked and broken with one poked, making people afraid to touch it hard.

Mu Yutian has been holding too many times in the past few days, and has obtained some key points, so she is not that scared.

Although the baby is indeed petite and weak, it is not so fragile as glass. Therefore, she looked at Ye Wanhe. This man who has always been at ease in everything was actually helpless with a baby. Even if she touched her, she would take a few points with her.

"Ah..." Xiao Jinyan felt something touching his little face, so he stretched out his little hand and waved it twice.

"Haha, baby, are you going to punch? Grow up quickly, when you grow up... you can compete with Uncle Ye to see which of you is better. But if it is your father who teaches you, we Xiao Jinyan must be more powerful." Seeing the little guy squinted his eyes and half awake, he was so cute that his heart was softened. Mu Yutian lowered her head and kissed the baby's forehead.

The little guy didn't know if he smelled his mother's smell, and made a very satisfied expression on his face. He made a soft sound similar to a satisfied kitten. He closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

"I'll be killing for the rest of my life." Ye Wanhe squeezed his palm tightly, "It's all about killing people."

Mu Yutian was stunned when she heard Ye Wanhe's words.

"It's all witnessing the last life of others. Perhaps... it's only this time, and the only time is witnessing the birth of a life." Ye Wanhe suddenly laughed, "If you think so, you're really envious of the punishment. Even if your hands are covered with blood, you are not deprived of the right to love. How lucky he has you."

Mu Yutian pursed her lips and did not continue to respond to Ye Wanhe's words.

No matter what I say... Ye Wanhe's words are like this, full of endless sadness.

He gave up almost everything, it was true and could not see any hope.

and……

Mu Yutian couldn't even say anything about how to comfort him.

Because really... losing the person you love is like losing the whole world. How can you cheer him up again?

It was not too far from the Third Army to the Murong family.

From a distance, I saw several servants standing outside waiting.

When the car stopped, Ye Wanhe got out of the car first, helped Mu Yutian open the car door, and carefully helped her get out of the car.

Ye Wanhe put on his hat, sunglasses, and raised the collar of his clothes. After that, he stopped calling Ye Wanhe.

But a bodyguard beside Mu Yutian, e.

Mu Yutian held the baby, and naturally she was surrounded by people as soon as she got off the car.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Second Young Master, this is the young master of our Murong family." Wu Bo was naturally the only servant who was qualified to come forward to see the baby.

"Hello, Uncle Wu." Mu Yutian smiled at Uncle Wu, "I'll take my baby to see my grandma."

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