Drifting Towards You

Li Mubai glanced at him, but said nothing.

Ling Yuchen didn't seem to expect that she would say this, a touch of confusion flashed through those dark eyes: "Me?"

"Well, would you please start one?" Xia Feise asked.

Ling Yuchen looked at Li Mubai and didn't think he would agree.

But he waited for a long time and didn't wait until he refused.

So... do you really want him to start?

Ling Yuchen turned his gaze on the baby again, was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Ayan."

After speaking, she looked at Xia Feise and seemed to be waiting for her reply.

Xia Feise thought for a while, and then said softly a few times, "Okay, let's call it Ayan."

A smile appeared on Ling Yuchen's face, as if he was very happy.

At night, Ling Yuchen left, leaving only Li Mubai guarding Xia Feise in the hospital.

Looking at something like a skinny monkey in his arms, Li Mubai stared for a long time, a little lost.

This is... his son?

So is he really a father now?

Xia Feise looked at him, her eyes soft and silent.

From the birth of the child to the present, Li Mubai has always looked calm.

But Xia Feise knew that he was not unhappy, he was probably the same as her, but that all this was beautiful like a dream, for fear that the dream would be broken if he was not careful.

Li Mubai stretched out his finger and poked the baby's face lightly. The baby twisted his brows and vomited a bubble in dissatisfaction.

He couldn't help but chuckle, as if it was fun, squeezing his little hands and feet for a while.

His white and soft feet were not half the size of his palms, like small toys.

Xia Feise looked at the father and son with gentle eyes, the corners of her eyes were slightly wet.

Li Mubai took Xia Feise into his arms, lowered his eyes and whispered softly: "Lise, will I be a good father?"

"Yes. It will definitely be." Xia Feise told him confidently.

Li Mubai looked at the baby in his arms and gently kissed Xia Feise's eyes and slowly said, "Luise, meeting you must have used up all my luck in this life."

The corners of Xia Feise's eyes were slightly wet, and she leaned in his arms and whispered, "I used up all my luck."

"Yeah..." The baby blinked his big eyes and babbled together. The slender eyelashes were straight and long, so beautiful.

A year later, because many dancers protested against the age threshold, it attracted the attention of several world-renowned dance schools.

After discussion, two dance academies believed that since art knows no borders, it should also have no age, sex, and race.

Cliton and another dance academy abolished the age limit for enrolling students and standardized the assessment system.

Xia Feise applied for Cliton again and successfully enrolled, becoming the first talented dancer to be admitted to the four major dance academies three times.

Li Mubai is still working in the army. With his keen thinking and precise judgment, he has become a leader in the intelligence department. In less than two years, he has become famous.

Xia Feijun is busy reading a Ph.D. Only Ling Yuchen is the most leisurely.

Taking care of Ayan became the main job of this young uncle.

Coupled with the separation between Xia Feise and Li Mubai, Ling Yuchen took Ayan to fly to a small half of the earth every week, back and forth between the two places where Xia Feise and Li Mubai were.

The one-year-old Li Yan has grown into a small milky white dumpling, like Li Mubai's carved out of a mold, the milky and milky appearance is not good.

Two years later, Xia Feise was invited to participate in the World Dance Competition and made her mark.

Li Mubai took Ayan with her and boarded the plane to country F. Xia Feise looked at the father and son, the older and the younger, with gentle eyes.

She thought, this is what happiness looks like.

Everything that was longed for and lost is obtained in another way.

Li Mubai noticed her gaze, smiled evilly, covered Ayan's eyes with his big hand, and kissed Xia Feise's lips.

Ayan took his father's hand and stared at his calf dissatisfiedly: "I want to..."