Temporary Husband: The Pregnant Wife Runs Away

Why do you buy so many things? I don't have any shortage here. If you don't know what to buy next time, don't buy it. Tang Xin walked over and smiled, not sure if there will be a next time.

I just want to see what a very strong kid looks like. Zhaoyang insisted.

Tang Xin didn't ask her why she came to show her love, but just smiled and looked at her son lying quietly in the crib with gentle eyes.

Do you want a hug? she asked Zhaoyang.

Zhaoyang waved his hands immediately, with a look of horror on his face, No, no, no!

Such a small, tender child can be paid back in her hands, she can't ruin other people's children.

Tang Xin was amused by her expression again, bent over and gently picked up the child, Come on, give it a try.

Zhaoyang shook his head violently, and directly hid away, as if the child was a monster. In fact, it was indeed a little monster, a little monster she respectfully kept at a distance.

You will be a mother in the future. What are you afraid of? You see, my Chenchen is not afraid anymore, is she? Baby... Aunt Zhaoyang is afraid of you... Tang Xin teased her infant son, who immediately gave him face Laughed.

This smile aroused Zhaoyang's curiosity, and he rushed over immediately, You just laughed, I made you so stiff that you didn't even smile at me, hum! You're so arrogant!

If you hug him, he will definitely give you this face. Tang Xin said.

Zhaoyang was dubious, hesitated again and again, and finally stretched out his hand slowly, Hold me, or else I, Zhaoyang, are afraid that the news about the little milk baby will spread, and I will still be fooling me!

Tang Xin smiled, taught her to arrange her hands, and then gently put the baby in her hands, Hold his neck here, and put the other hand under the baby's buttocks, covering the baby's entire buttocks. ...Yes, that's it...

It's not difficult! Zhaoyang heaved a sigh of relief, looking at the milk baby in his arms who started to flatten his mouth, Hehe... the small sample, it's in the hands of the master, hehe...

This treacherous expression really amused the child, and also made Zhaoyang happy, I smiled, you have to show sincerity if you want to make me laugh, it's amazing...

Tang Xin couldn't help laughing when she saw how Zhaoyang was interacting with her son. She could almost imagine what it would be like if Zhaoyang and Wenxi could really cultivate together.

Zhaoyang hugged it for a while and quickly changed hands, It's too soft, it makes my heart feel fuzzy when I hold it.

As soon as Chenchen got into her mother's arms, she immediately turned her head and rubbed against her.

Looking for milk to eat.

Tang Xin carried her son to the sofa and sat down. Before she was about to lift up her clothes, she suddenly remembered Zhao Yang's existence, Do you mind?

Uh... what do you mind? Zhao Yang didn't react, but following Tang Xin's suggestive gaze, she suddenly realized, and waved her hand in embarrassment, You can do whatever you want.

After finishing speaking, he quickly turned around and looked left and right, up and down, and was busy.

How could you not mind! She had never seen her mother breastfeeding in person. Although she was with Xia Zhixing all day long, she never dared to look directly at her, okay? Besides, if she looked at it, Brother Yun must have shot countless murderous eyes, even though she was also a mother.

Tang Xin thought it was nothing, she skillfully lifted up her clothes to feed the baby, then looked up at Zhaoyang, Does he know you're here today?

I don't know, I came out on leave, and my mission is to stay with Miss Xia. Zhaoyang said while fiddling with the baby socks he bought.

Are she and the child okay? Now that you've said it, feel free to ask.