A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

Push the door and walk in.

Bao Jinghan's eyes fell to the little boy who was sitting in the middle of the bed with his back to her, his footsteps stopped and his eyes dimmed slightly.

The child was still quietly immersed in his own world.

The silence makes people feel sad, and that small back seems to be covered with a layer of loneliness...

"After he woke up, I heard him read a sentence: Dad..."

Behind Bao Jinghan, Su Nuanxia lowered her voice and whispered in her ear: "I guess, his name is Lu Yan. You! Admit it!"

Lu Yan... Dad...

Did this kid just identify with Lu Yan?

With a slight glint in his eyes, Bao Jinghan turned his face and stared at his best friend, then adjusted the smile on his face, and walked towards the big bed.

"Baby, Mommy is here!"

Hearing Bao Jinghan's voice, the little head slowly turned around.

She turned slightly sideways and looked at Bao Jinghan.

The cute little face didn't show any change in expression.Even those dark eyes didn't fluctuate a bit when they saw her.

But the fingers holding the bear doll moved slightly when he opened his mouth.

"Mom...my..."

He seems to have spent a lot of effort to squeeze out these two words.

But for Bao Jinghan, as long as there are these two words, it is enough!

"Hey! Baby, Mommy is here!"

Sitting down along the edge of the bed, Bao Jinghan opened his arms towards him.

Rubbing Jing Jing's soft little body into her arms, patted gently.

"Mommy... wants... Dad..."

The child's soft voice was sweet and soft, but those five words were like a sharp knife point, piercing Bao Jinghan's heart.

Heart slightly suffocated.

Jing Jing, this child, has never made any demands on her, this - is the only time!

Could this be the so-called father-son nature?

Why is Tangtang so against Lu Yan?

And Lu Yan, a man who suddenly has two half older sons, can he really be a good father and grasp the role of father well...

The world of adults is much more complicated than that of children.

As for Bao Jinghan, who strongly resisted the existence of his father, he had to think more about the two cuties.

"To... Dad..."

The quiet and persistent request brought Bao Jinghan back to his senses.

"Honey, you're not so good! Jing Jing is a good and obedient child... Come on, Mommy will watch you drink the milk, okay? After drinking it, Mommy will take you out to play tomorrow, okay?"

"Play... Dad... play..."

Jing Jing tightly grasped the plush ears of the little bear doll, and stared quietly at Bao Jinghan with her round black eyes.

He repeated those words mechanically in his mouth, as if he wanted to connect Dad and Wan, but he didn't know how to express it.

"Yeah, let's play! So, honey, drink up the milk, okay?"

Bao Jinghan looked at the child as calmly as possible, straightened his pajamas with a crooked neckline, and coaxed him patiently.

Mengbao still had no expression on Jingjing's face, but her little head was slightly tilted.

Looking at Bao Jinghan.

After a while, he suddenly pulled the teddy bear in his hands into his arms, and slowly picked up the feeding bottle beside him.

Somewhat clumsily, he half hugged the little bear doll, put the nipple of the bottle into his mouth, and drank the milk quietly.

Bao Jinghan looked at him tenderly, and touched his head with some distress.

But at this time, a hand was placed on her shoulder...