章 893: Slaves to Their Daughter

At this moment, Gu Huanhuan was looking softly at Wen Chi with a smile. Her face was still a little pale and she looked weak.

Wen Chi raised the head of her hospital bed and helped her sit up. He then carried the baby from the crib and placed her in Gu Huanhuan's arms.

Gu Huanhuan's heart was a melted mess when she saw the soft and tiny person.

This little one was her and Wen Chi's little princess.

The little fellow laying against her bosom was wrapped in a soft blanket with her tiny arms curled up in front of her. Her tiny face was slightly red and wrinkled like a steamed bun. She lay quietly against Gu Huanhuan's bosom, not crying or making a fuss. She looked as peaceful as a soft kitten.