Chapter 312
In the morning, a little sunlight shines into the house.

"Ah..."

"Whoosh..."

"Yeah..."

Song Zhicheng was closing his eyes, holding the familiar soft body in his arms. In his sleep, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising slightly, obviously he was falling into a sweet dream and couldn't help himself. Suddenly, he heard the baby's strange murmur, Song Zhicheng Suddenly opened his eyes...

The eyes were You Qian's fair and beautiful face, Song Zhicheng's eyes flickered slightly, and when he looked at her, his eyes were very gentle, and You Qian seemed to be still sleeping, and his sleep was peaceful and beautiful.

then……

To avoid waking her up, when Song Zhicheng pulled his arm away from her head, his movements were extremely gentle.

After releasing it, she was still asleep and didn't wake up.

Song Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief, obviously because she slept too late last night, her eyes were still bruised, Song Zhicheng frowned slightly, and a distressed emotion spread in her chest...

"Yeah..."

Song Gungun's moaning sound came from beside her ear, this time it was a bit louder, fearing that her son would wake her up to sleep, Song Zhicheng thought to take his son away, so he turned his head.

Song Gungun opened his black eyes and happened to look at Song Zhicheng.

Father and son, you look at me, and I look at you.

Realizing that his father was looking at him, Song Gungun kicked and kicked excitedly with his two chubby legs, gnawing with a finger in his mouth.

Take a bite and grunt.

Take a bite, then look up at Song Zhicheng.

Take a look and take a bite.

And what Gun Gun is holding in his mouth at this time is the hand that You Qian put aside.

This stinky boy, who knows how to find something to bite, even bit his mother's hand.

Moreover, how did this little guy turn over?He's so big, it's impossible for him to roll over.Could it be that when he fell asleep at night, he turned over by himself?
Song Zhicheng was puzzled.

Here, Song Gungun saw that Song Zhicheng's eyes suddenly turned to another place, so he opened his mouth and continued to shout: "Ahhh..."

Song Zhicheng turned to him, bending the corners of his mouth.

Satisfied after successfully attracting his father's attention, Song Gungun grabbed You Qian's white and tender fingers again, and gnawed on them, but what about You Qian?She didn't realize it, and she still slept soundly. Her long hair was scattered casually, and a few strands were scattered around Song Gungun's side. Sure enough, Song Gungun's attention was quickly drawn...

Song Zhicheng's eyes were gentle, and suddenly his heart moved. He found his phone and took a picture of the screen.

Song Gungun lay on the bed, and after biting his fingers for a while, his black eyes suddenly turned, staring at the hair of the mother next to him again, and then...

He resolutely threw away his mother's hand, moved his legs, and tried his best to play with his hair.

Climb, climb...

After climbing for a long time, I still can't climb...

Song Gungun opened his mouth and panted, "Hoo hoo..."

That little girl who is so tired and needs to rest is not to mention how cute it is.

This little guy, who is only four months old in a few days, has become so lively and clever in his actions and expressions.

Sure enough, he was Song Zhicheng's son, that's why he was so lively and smart.

Song Zhicheng's face was full of complacency, and the corners of his mouth kept rising.

After resting for a while, Song Gungun crawled towards the hair again, waving his little fat claws while crawling...

It's a pity that my hands are short and I can't catch them.

But Song Gungun is a determined little chubby man, he doesn't know what it means to give up at all, he just wants to play with his mother's hair now, so with this belief, he set sail again...

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

As it got closer, the chubby stretched out his claws and grabbed it suddenly.

Song Gungun immediately opened his mouth, giggled, and smiled a little. With a few strands of hair in his hands, Song Gungun lowered his head, stretched his neck, and opened his mouth wide...

Song Zhicheng was happily shooting the video. Seeing his son trying to grab You Qian's hair and put it in his mouth, he quickly threw away the phone, stretched out his long arms and hugged the little guy into his arms.

"Are you hungry?"

"Dad will take you to drink grandma..."

"Let's not disturb your mother's sleep."

Muttering in his mouth, Song Zhicheng hurriedly freed all the hairs that his son was holding in his hands. Although this little guy is only a little big, but his hands are not weak, Song Zhicheng is afraid that too much force will wake You Qian up, He was afraid of making his son cry and waking her up again, so he was patient and took a lot of effort to free Song Gungun's hair from his hands.

Song Gungun moaned and moaned, and seemed unhappy about it.

Song Gungun hurriedly hugged him and left the bedroom in a hurry.

Putting his son in the stroller, he started to soak the milk powder, tested the temperature of the water, and made sure it was all right, then stuffed it into his son's mouth, and when he had milk, Song Gungun stopped moaning and whimpering, stretched out his hands tightly Hugging the bottle tightly, she began to suck and drink. While drinking, she sneaked a glance at Song Zhicheng...

Taking a glance, seeing Song Zhicheng staring at his feeding bottle, Song Gungun's hand holding the feeding bottle became even stronger.

this kid.

Such food protection, I don't know who it looks like.

Although complaining like this, Song Zhicheng looked at his son with gentle eyes, and there was a slight smile on his lips.

After Song Gungun was full, Song Zhicheng took a bath for him, changed into clean clothes, put him in the stroller, and let him play with himself.

Thinking of the video shot just now, when Song Zhicheng returned to the room, he walked very slowly and did not wake You Qian up. He got the phone, looked at You Qian deeply, couldn't help but leaned down again, and kissed her forehead , and then exited the door.

Close the door smoothly.

Song Zhicheng sat on the sofa in the living room and opened the video that he just recorded. The video was recorded for 5 minutes in total, from Song Gungun gnawing his finger, then suddenly seeing his mother's hand, grabbing it and gnawing it, to letting go of his mother hand, and then struggled to grab the hair and gnaw...

So naive.

Song Zhicheng's cold face, which has been tense all the year round without showing any expression, couldn't help raising his eyebrows and smiling brightly when he saw this video.

His son is so cute.

This is the cutest child in the world.

Song Zhicheng suddenly felt so full of pride that he wanted to spread this pride to the whole world.

then……

Song Zhicheng put on a stern face, pursed his lips, turned on the phone with a serious expression, logged into Weibo that was authenticated as Song Zhicheng, which he hadn't used for a long time, and shared this video on Weibo.

After the transmission, Song Zhicheng put down his phone, hugged his son into his arms again, and kissed him a few times.

Song Gungun grinned and laughed, Song Zhicheng bit his face, and Song Gungun yelled, biting Song Zhicheng's face with his mouth open, making Song Zhicheng's perfect handsome face as handsome as a sculpture, covered with saliva.

 Song Zhicheng: My son is so cute, I need to let the whole world know!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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