Crossing Worlds Provocation

He leaned over and tried to lift the chick out carefully.

Too small and too soft.

As if he had no bones and was fleshy, Lu Xiao almost doubted in life what kind of magical creature this human cub was.

He doesn't know how to hug at all, although he has studied in advance, but at this time, it is inevitable to be a little rushed.

Little Niu obediently allowed him to hold him up, with big eyes and a small nose. She looked at this man as cute as if she knew who he was, and was not afraid at all.

You know, before, except for Wen Xian and Mother Lu, who hugged her, she smirked and started crying.

Lu Xiao watched her babble, afraid that she would wake Wen Xian, so he cautiously hugged her and went out.

By the window in the corridor, the towering maple leaves are red in color, and they are scattered on the ground.

Under the flowing moonlight, Lu Xiao hugged the little girl in his arms and softly coaxed her. Seeing her laugh, he felt even more affectionate in his heart.

Too much like Wen Xian.

It's not that he is partial to his daughter and doesn't pay attention to his son, but that the little girl looks so much like Wen Xian.

The eyes are big, the nose is delicate, and the mouth is small. The charm and Wenxian are like a mold carved out.

It is said that the daughter generally looks more like a father, but she is like a mother.

Make him especially like it.

He couldn't help but lowered his head and leaned forward to kiss her little cheek. She clutched a little hand and smiled happily, her eyes seemed to be shattered with stars in the sky.

Lu Xiao will never forget that the day before he left, he personally cut the umbilical cord for his daughter.

And he knew from that moment that his life for Lu Xiao was the home that Wen Xian gave him.

This extremely happy and enviable home.

A loving husband and wife, one son and one daughter.

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The next day.

Wen Xian has been in confinement for a week and is about to leave here.

Her body recovered quite well, and her figure was not out of shape, but there were also changes in some places. For her, it might be a heavier burden.

After standing in front of the mirror and putting on his clothes, Wen Xian adjusted and adjusted his top, taking a long sigh of relief.

The clothes on this chest became tight.

Wen Xian packed everything up and waited for someone at home to pick it up.

You know, there are other people living here in the confinement center, but on other floors. It's not that she has never seen her husband to take care of her, and she has heard some of their inquiries, but she is not convenient to say that Lu Xiao’s Dynamic, just overwhelmed in one sentence.

But in their eyes, it was as if they were at odds between their husband and wife. When they looked at her, they inevitably felt a little more sympathy.

Wen Xian didn’t take it to heart, but it didn’t mean that she hadn’t reacted at all. At that time, she smiled directly at a woman and said, “It’s still your husband who is kind, considerate and gentle. Such a good man should be watched. Don't let him be nice to everyone, after all, am I a married woman?"

With that, she glanced at her graceful and hot figure meaningfully.

As soon as he said this, the other party was stupid.

After reacting, his face instantly turned red and white. After that, Wen Xian never saw her husband appear here again.

I want to know who is not letting it come.

And she never heard anyone talking her gossip behind her back.

Right now, Wen Xian, with the help of a nurse--