Old Lady Qin was amused: "So only your eldest brother in your family has to work hard? Besides, even if Wangwang owes, it shouldn’t be you paying back. You, you, you’re already a father but why are you still so immature?"
Yue Ning was speechless again. Alright then, don’t think I’m silly, I really don’t know. In your heart, apart from our Xiaoliu Yixuan, everyone else is nothing!
Yue Ning was gloomy, however, he carefully observed how Little Wuwang comforted Little Star, but after watching for a long ti, he couldn’t figure out the result.
This is really strange. His son is not close to him, but closer to Wuwang, who is a few years older, it’s a big ’sigh’ character.
Thanks to Little Wuwang’s help, Little Star seed much more obedient. Anyway, the bathing went smoothly in the following ti.
After cleaning up, Old Lady Qin hurriedly brought a clean little quilt for Yue Ning to wrap Little Star in. At this ti, Little Star seed to be exhausted, looking very sleepy.
Yue Ning held Little Star, using his arm as a cradle, gently rocking him.
Wuwang glanced at Fifth Daddy, then said in a soft voice: "Fifth Daddy, that’s wrong, don’t hold him so tight, brother isn’t comfortable." It seems this child has not only inherited the wife’s Innate Divine Strength, but also Yixuan’s ticulous and considerate nature.
Yue Ning dumbly said ’Oh’, and quickly adjusted his posture according to Little Wuwang’s instructions.
Heaven help , raising a child is really not easy, much harder than giving birth. This father constantly finds himself overwheld because of Little demon star, it’s truly... sigh!
Another sigh.
Ever since Little Star was born, Yue Ning felt he had sighed more than in his entire life combined. But really, this fragile and young little life often makes him excessively nervous.
He held on tightly because he feared the child would fall off him. It’s not that he doesn’t care, even if he’s careless, this is still his own child!
Once LittStar fell asleep, Yue Ning placed the child into a small wooden bed beside the big bed. This wooden bed, equipped with railing, was to prevent the child from turning over and falling off.
After comforting the child with a quilt, he quietly, lightly, sneaked out of the room.
When he gently closed the door, he couldn’t help but take a huge sigh of relief.
It really felt like escaping a calamity!
Wiping the imaginary cold sweat from his forehead, he looked dazedly, raising his head to gaze at the azure sky...
How long has it been?
So long he could barely rember.
Yingying has been away for so long, too long!
He misses her, misses her terribly, indeed too much!!
He wants to tell her, their child is a boy, not a girl, it’s Xing He, not Xing Ning...
With forlorn eyes, he pondered whether the letter he wrote after the child was born ever reached Yingying’s hands...
Would Yingying be happy if she knew? Would she praise him?
Yet at this mont, he didn’t know that the person he was longing for was rushing to Dongdi at ten thousand urgent speeds. As for the letter he sent... hmm, maybe he’s just unlucky?
There was a hiccup on the road, and the letter got lost...
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