Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 678 Does my wife want to look at this brat so tenderly?

Nan Song stretched out his finger and poked Sui Bao's soft face very lightly: "You nasty little villain, it's all your fault, which made my vest thread disappear."

Sui Bao probably knew that his mother was criticizing him, so his big eyes that were spinning around stopped moving, and looked at Nan Song without blinking.

A child born just a few months ago has short hands, short legs, short legs and a round head. The whole little one looks very cute and cute.

Sui Bao's little hands were clenched into two fleshy little fists, and he waved them in circles in the air, and his little round mouth opened one by one, as if he was talking about something.

In the eyes of his own mother, Nan Song, this arrogant little gesture of his son meant——

That's right, it was me, the nasty little villain who did it, you hit me.

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"Hmph, I'm also a first-time mother, so why let you go?"

Saying this, Nan Song pinched the little villain's face with his thumb and index finger, pretending to be very angry.

Although it was pinching, she actually only used very light force, and the soft flesh on her little face was slightly deformed.

Sui Bao seemed to feel something, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled cheerfully.

Nan Song's movements stopped for an instant, thinking that he was delusional.

Did her son laugh just now?

right?Are you laughing?And it seemed that it was the first time I laughed since I was born.

In order to verify what he saw just now, Nan Song began to encourage Sui Bao: "Baby give mom a smile, okay?"

Miraculously, Sui Bao laughed again after hearing her words.

Nan Song was instantly excited, and quickly called Shen Du loudly.

"Husband! Come and see! Suibao is smiling!"

Shen Du was originally in the study, but when he heard the voice of calling, he immediately got up, pushed away the chair and walked towards the door.

Sui Bao has her own baby room, but during the day, Nan Song will bring Sui Bao to the master bedroom to play and put him in a small crib, because she also spends more time in the master bedroom.

When Shen Du entered the bedroom, the first thing he saw was Nan Song looking down at Sui Bao in the crib with a bright smile on his face.

The woman's eyes, which were originally agile, were as gentle as if they were about to melt into water.

Shen Du took two steps forward, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Does my wife have to be so gentle when she looks at this brat?

In her memory, she seemed to have never looked at him with such eyes.
Thinking of this, Shen Du suddenly felt wronged.

But the grievances are grievances, what can he do?This is his own son.

And this brat is only a little over a month old, it's a bit too inhuman to bully such a little guy.

Well, let's clean up when I grow up, remember this grudge first.

Shen Du walked to Nan Song's side, and looked at Xiao Sui Bao in the crib.

Xiao Suibao was originally smiling cheerfully, but when he met his own father's eyes, the smile instantly froze on his fleshy little face.

His big eyes were full of doubts.

Nan Song called Shen Du over to let him see that Sui Bao would laugh.

As a result, as soon as this dog man came over, Sui Bao started to put on a small face, what's the matter?

Shen Du was standing behind her, with his hands lightly on her shoulders, Nan Song turned around and looked up at him, his face didn't look very happy.

When Shen Du came into contact with this unfriendly look, he lowered his eyes and looked at Nan Song: "What's wrong?"

"Sui Bao seems to be a little upset, didn't you notice?"

Shen Du was silent for a second, glanced at the little guy in the crib, and replied solemnly: "He is unhappy for half of the 24 hours a day, crying all the time."

The implication: It is nothing new for him to be unhappy, so don't be nervous.

When Nan Song heard Shen Du's words, he was instantly unhappy.

"Why are you so fierce?"

Shen Du: ".I'm not fierce."

"Are you blaming your son for crying all the time?"

"No." Shen Du was wronged.

"You are, you are murdering our Suibao."

".I really didn't—"

Before the last word "yes" could be said, Nan Song interrupted him.

She leaned over to approach Sui Bao, her tone full of drama.

"Oh, what a poor Suibao, who was rejected by his own father and murdered at the age of just over a month, woo woo woo woo, mom loves you, neither sad nor sad."

Shen Du: ".?"

If he remembered correctly, isn't the Golden Rose Film Festival still half a month away?
The drama queen is starting to play and is ready to win the best actress? ? ?
Thought so in his heart, but Shen Du didn't dare to say it.

Nan Song picked up Sui Bao from the crib, and said softly, "How about we not play with stinky Baba? Play with Ma Ma."

Shen Du: ".Who do you say is papa?"

Nan Song's tone was open and generous: "I said you, you are a stinky baba."

I don't know if it was because of the telepathy, Sui Bao seemed to understand the meaning of Nan Song's words, grinned his little mouth, and smiled again.

This time, there was a sound from his mouth, which sounded particularly happy.

It is the kind of happiness that can infect others.

Obviously, Nan Song was infected by Sui Bao, and lowered his head to kiss Sui Bao's small forehead.

"My Suibao is so cute and obedient."

Perhaps because of mother's encouragement, Sui Bao's little hands and legs moved more vigorously in the air.

The little guy looks full of life.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Du suddenly felt that his blood pressure was a little high.

In his prediction, according to Nan Song's personality, after the baby is born, the two of them must be the model of tiger mother and cat father.

However, it now appears that this is not the case.

It seems to be the other way around.

Seeing that Shen Du hadn't spoken, Nan Song turned to look at him: "What's your expression? You seem very unconvinced?"

Shen Du showed an awkward yet polite smile, and shook his head: "No, how could I not be convinced? Everything my wife says is right."

Life is important.

"It's almost there."

Nan Song hugged Xiao Suibao and walked around the room slowly, looking very comfortable.

Xiao Suibao also cooperated with his mother very much today, he didn't cry or make trouble, and had a good time.

Shen Du pulled a chair and sat down, looking at Nan Song leisurely, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and there was a doting smile in his deep eyes.

Walking, Nan Song stopped slowly, and his white nose moved, as if he was smelling something in the air.

Seeing her frowning slightly, Shen Du asked, "What's the matter? Are you tired from carrying him? Put him in the crib, and you can rest for a while."

"No." Nan Song shook his head.

"What's the matter?"

Her expression was a little serious, and Shen Du also became nervous, and stood up from the chair.

Nan Song looked at him, his tone full of inquiry.

"Did you smell anything strange?"

(End of this chapter)