Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 8945 The feeling of being pampered (12)

No, Ye Jiaqi snorted coldly in his heart.

That night, Ye Jiaqi and Yang Shuzheng did not stay in the hospital, only Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan were in the room.

Qiao Muyuan was still very tired, with a haggard and tired look on his face, but his eyes were shining with love on his face.

She couldn't take her eyes off the sleeping baby. The little guy ate, slept, cried, and didn't stop for a moment.

The room was big with two beds and a small crib.

Ji Changmu rarely asks confinement wife to come in, he learned to take care of the little guy.

In the beginning, the little guy would often be made to cry. The little guy cried loudly. Every time he cried, Qiao Muyuan wanted to cover his ears.

Can't blame his little baby, Qiao Muyuan said that Ji Changmu was clumsy.

Ji Changmu: "..."

Well, he's stupid.

"Brother Ji, are you okay? If not, let Aunt Wu come."

"Of course it can."

"If you make the baby cry again, I will make you cry."

"Oh? How do you want to make me cry?" Ji Changmu took a moment to glance at her.

I still want to make him cry, it's too late.

The little guy in his arms started crying again, and Ji Changmu hugged and coaxed him, but he couldn't coax him well for a while.

Qiao Muyuan looked at the clumsy Ji Changmu, and sighed: "Brother Ji...Let Sister-in-law Wu come, I'll pay more."

"..."

Ji Changmu walked back and forth in the room with the baby in his arms.

The little guy didn't buy it and still cried.

Ji Changmu sighed, he could really cry.

"Qiao Muyuan."

"Ok?"

"Did you cry like this when you were a child?"

"Don't rely on me."

"If you don't blame me, who do you blame?" Ji Changmu remembered that when he was her teacher, she would cry every now and then.

Well now, and so is this little baby.

Little crying bag, really good at crying.

The little guy in his arms blushed, but he was very cute.

Ji Changmu looked down at the little guy crying, couldn't move his eyes for a moment, the corners of his mouth raised.

This is his and Qiao Muyuan's child.

Until the night, his heartbeat was still fast, and he sometimes thought it was a dream, but it was not a dream.

"Okay, be good, stop crying." Ji Changmu coaxed patiently.

"..." Qiao Muyuan looked at the ceiling and the sky, "Brother Ji, let Sister-in-law Wu come?"

"Am I taking good care of you?"

"But he's been crying."

"Does he dislike me?"

"..." Qiao Mu looked up at the sky, feeling hopeless in life.

At this moment, Ji Changmu is really addicted to cooking.

On the first day of being a father, he was clumsy, but he insisted on coaxing the baby.

Qiao Muyuan smiled, watching him calmly coaxing the baby.

Someone walked up and down the bedroom non-stop, holding the baby in his arms, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about how to live in peace with the little guy.

But the little guy just doesn't buy it.

"Is he hungry?" Ji Changmu asked.

"Not hungry, just fed."

"Then does he want toys?"

"no!"

"That……"

"Let me coax you."

"Oh."

Ji Changmu carried the little guy over to Qiao Muyuan's side.

Qiao Muyuan turned sideways and patted the baby, his voice soft and soft: "Baby, be good, don't cry, don't cry...Dad made you cry, didn't you, Mama help you beat him..."

Ji Changmu:?

With that said, Qiao Muyuan hummed another nursery rhyme to the little guy.

The room was very quiet at night, and the baby was crying loudly.

But after a while, the little guy gradually calmed down, stopped crying, smacked his mouth, and fell asleep again.

Qiao Muyuan heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Ji Changmu: "It's done."

(End of this chapter)