The Pillow of the Bad President

Shen Nan looked at the culprit. ..please

The sharp eyes made Ji Qing Huanwang feel guilty and lowered his head in shame, only then did he feel a little more comfortable in his heart.

Shen Nanfang hugged his little daughter on his lap.

The big hand touched her soft cheek, her throat was hot, and her heart was full of unspeakable love.

This is his daughter

Four and a half years ago, Shen Nanfang was not ready to be a father.

It's just a one-night indulgence after getting drunk. As a man, he has to be responsible, but now, just like his friend Li Xiangsi ridiculed him, he is 29 years old this year, and he has already begun to envy other people's families with both children.

Yesterday in the old house, it was not convenient to say a lot of things, if there was a commotion, it would definitely be messed up.

Shen Nanfang also had too many emotions to digest. After leaving the old house last night, he followed them all the way back to the hotel. Seeing that Hanhan was asleep, he didn't bother him. He refrained from going to the door until this morning. ..

Shen Nanfang almost used the most gentle tone in his life, "Hanhan, Dad is not a ghost, he is a living person. Tell Dad, which Han is your name?"

My daughter will be four years old in three months. He has lost too much fatherly love, so he can only understand and remedy it little by little.

Hanhan answered obediently: "Han, my mother said, I hope I will be a well-mannered lady when I grow up."

Shen Nanfang pursed his lips, "Well, Dad's Hanhan will definitely."

Han Han tilted her head to look at him.

Then, she turned around and stretched out two small arms towards Ji Qinghuan, asking her to hug her, "Mom"

Ji Qinghuan hurried forward and hugged her daughter into her arms.

Hanhan put his arms around her neck, looked at Shen Nanfang again, then leaned against her ear, and asked uncertainly in a low voice, "Mom, is he really my father?"

Ji Qinghuan's mouth twitched.

Under the intimidation of Shen Nanfang's gaze, she had nowhere to hide, even if she wanted to lie.

Closing his eyes, Ji Qinghuan bit the bullet and nodded, "Well, he is indeed your father."

After getting a positive answer from her mother, Hanhan looked at Shen Nanfang with obvious excitement and excitement. The shy little lady cheered, "Dad, you really fell from the sky!"

The corner of Shen Nanfang's mouth twitched, and he glared at Ji Qinghuan again.

He said awkwardly, "Yeah"

Shen Nanfang stood up and hugged his daughter back again. Smelling the milky scent on her body, he felt his heart melt into a ball.

He personally took her to the bathroom to wash up. Although he was clumsy, he insisted on braiding Hanhan's hair. During the process, Hanhan kept staring at him through the mirror, with shiny things in his eyes.

Shen Nanfang hugged her and sat on the sofa again, "Hanhan, good boy, shall we have breakfast?"

"Okay" Hanhan nodded.

It was only then that Ji Qinghuan noticed that there was a dining car beside her, but it was not the room service she ordered, but the breakfast brought by Shen Nanfang.

The variety is extremely rich, with snacks from the north and the south, as well as Chinese and Western styles, the dining car is full of the upper and lower floors, and it seems exaggerated to bring all the breakfasts that can be found in the entire ice city.

It seems that because I don't know what Hanhan likes to eat, I bought so many.

Ji Qinghuan felt a little guilty.

Halfway through eating, Shen Nan conveniently said, "Hanhan, can you eat by yourself first? Dad has something to tell mom?"

"Okay." Hanhan nodded.

Shen Nanfang touched her face, "So cute"

He didn't get up immediately, but looked at her like she was at the dining table in the old house last night. She used children's chopsticks very skillfully, picked up a small bun, and ate it in small bites very elegantly. It all fell into the bowl.

Shen Nanfang couldn't help thinking: from this point of view, she educated her daughter very well.

Avoiding the children, the two came to the small living room outside.

The morning light outside the window filled the room, and the two stopped in front of the window.

Shen Nanfang looked at her calmly, it seemed that compared with the intern doctor who just graduated four and a half years ago, she had faded a lot of youthfulness, the long hair in the shawl was hanging down meekly, her skin was red and her lips were white, and she looked more like a little woman charming.

The daughter's big eyes looked just like hers, with clear pupils, like dark gemstones, reflecting his outline.

Ji Qinghuan opened his mouth, but was still entangled in the previous question: "How did you get in?"

"" Shen Nan was so angry that his liver hurt. He gritted his back molars and tried to lower his voice so as not to be heard by the daughter inside and misunderstand that he had bullied her. "Ji Qinghuan, do you think I want to discuss this with you now? question"

Ji Qinghuan clasped her hands in front of her and lowered her head silently.

Then, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry.