Dear Mr. Shi

That day the woman told her the story of the boy and the mother. She felt that a woman is not a ruthless person. She will come back and want her child back.

When Yuhan heard this, it was slightly painful.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the child, only to find that the child was biting the pacifier and looking at him with his round eyes open, his small arms moved, a little restless, and it seemed that he wanted him to hold him.

Shi Yuhan's expression was stunned for a moment, and for a moment after turning away his eyes, he looked at the child with wide eyes facing her.

This little guy bit the pacifier harder, his smooth, white face trembled and his cheeks were still pink, so cute!

No wonder Song Qinghuan likes him so much.

Shi Yuhan's expression softened involuntarily, then turned and sat down.

Really depressed, cute? He actually thinks the child is cute?

It seems that the child's impression in his mind in the past is completely incompatible with the word cute.

In his mind, children are mischievous creatures who can do nothing but cry.

Song Qinghuan played with the baby for a while after feeding the baby and drinking, the baby was lying on the bed and yelling, not knowing what he was talking about. It is estimated that no one but himself would know, trust the baby's mother I won't know.

Seeing that the child was sweating profusely, Song Qinghuan was afraid of how he felt, and decided to boil water and give him a bath.

After having fun with the child at this moment, she has forgotten the unhappiness of keeping out with the cold just now, and instructed Shi Yuhan to take good care of the child while she was preparing water.

The baby was lying on the bed alone, yelling for a while, and suddenly threw his bottle out, and then rolled to Shi Yuhan's feet.

Shi Yuhan glanced at him indifferently, then bent down and picked up the bottle, then got up and sat down by the bed, throwing the bottle into the baby's hand.

The baby grabbed his hand and started yelling again.

When Song Qinghuan came out, Yuhan was standing by the bed with his hands in his trouser pockets when he saw that Yuhan was a little bewildered.

It feels so cute.

She wanted to laugh, her eyes curled slyly, and then she said: "Hold the child here."

Shi Yuhan looked at her with a frown, then looked at the baby rolling on the bed, thinking for a while, then stiffened, picked up the baby awkwardly, and threw the baby into the water without waiting for Song Qinghuan to undress the baby.

Song Qinghuan was shocked: "What are you doing? You haven't taken off your clothes yet!"

She hurriedly fished the child out of the water, quickly took off her clothes and threw it into the water, and she was already sitting far away because of the cold.

The baby seemed to like bathing very much, and he was very excited about playing in the bathtub. His little hands kept tapping the water and splashing the water on Song Qinghuan. Fortunately, he lay far away from the cold, otherwise he would suffer along with it.

In the small room, all the baby's excited screams, Song Qinghuan gave him a bath, it was like a battle.

However, she also had a lot of fun playing like the baby.

After taking a bath, the baby seemed to be tired, and after drinking milk powder again, he fell asleep in Song Qinghuan's arms.

Song Qinghuan gently put him on the shaker, and then tidied up his things.

She was also going to give herself a shower, but when she got to the bathroom, just as she was worried that she didn't bring a change of clothes, the bathroom door opened, and a pair of arms suddenly embraced her from behind her.