Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 698 Mommy, Is He Daddy?

His face was pink and white, and he stood by the bed, a pair of jet-black eyes fell on Xia Shang's face in the next bed without blinking.

It was the first time Xia Shang saw this child, and there was a slight dim light in his eyes.

No man can be so magnanimous, and he can not mind at all when facing the child of his beloved woman with another man.

Similarly, Xia Shang is not a saint, and the unspeakable sadness in his heart was magnified several times in an instant.

He looked at the little bun who looked exactly like Ji Liunian, and wanted to give the child a smile, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.

Xiao Baozi sized up the man on the sickbed from top to bottom, and raised his eyebrows defiantly: "Mommy, is he Daddy?"

An Qiyue chuckled, the little bun was not as high as the bed, and his face with his neck upturned was so cute, "Well, guess what?"

Xiao Baozi felt that Mummy was not cute at all, and a cold smile melted from the corner of his mouth, "Mummy, childish!"

An Qiyue stretched out her hand and pinched his soft face, a smile melted on the corner of her mouth, "Are you good and listen to uncle?"

The little bun blinked his dark eyes, and his eyes fell on An Qiyue's gauze-wrapped wrist.

He flattened his mouth: "Mommy, does it hurt? Fanfan, very good, don't make noise!"

An Qiyue pursed her lips and touched the little guy's furry head, "Mummy doesn't hurt at all."

The little bun frowned, his chubby little hands were warm.

He heard from his uncle that Mummy was injured on the waist, so he wanted to see her wound very much.

He walked a few steps towards the middle of the bed without saying a word, and then stopped.

He arched his little hand under the quilt, blinked his black and white eyes, and looked at An Qiyue: "Can I see Mommy's wound?"

An Qiyue is in a half-lying state. In fact, the muscle damage in most parts of her body is still serious, and it hurts to turn over even a little.

Little Baozi's actions probably set off a warm surge in her heart.

She smiled lightly, "No, the wound will be infected. Mummy just needs to lie down for a few days and she will be fine. Don't worry, Fanfan."

Xiao Baozi squinted his mouth, he seemed to love Mommy very much, his dark eyes were full of mist, but he didn't let the tears fall.

"Mummy, who is Daddy?" Why is Daddy not around when Mummy is injured?
An Qiyue looked at him lovingly, but was speechless for a moment, Mo Linfeng picked up the little bun from the ground and let him sit on the bed, so that he could stick close to An Qiyue.

He was wrapped like a small rice dumpling, and his body movements were somewhat uncoordinated. His little face was buried in An Qiyue's neck, and his mouth was aggrieved, "Mommy, I want a hug!"

An Qiyue's heart is so soft that she always feels that she owes this child too much.

Even though she couldn't move her body, and every slight tugging would hurt, she still held the little guy in her arms, and pressed a kiss on his cheek slowly and comfortingly.

Mo Linfeng's cold eyes flashed a glimmer of light, he raised his hand to lift the little guy from An Qiyue's arms, then hooked it into his arms, and just hugged it like this.

He said: "Your mommy is injured, you can't rely on it like this, she will hurt, you understand?"

The little guy's eyes were red, his little hands wrapped around Mo Linfeng's neck, he nodded obediently, and his gaze once again fell on the dejected Xia Shang.

His chin rested on Mo Linfeng's shoulder, and his dark eyes looked at Xia Shang curiously.

He raised his hand and stroked Xia Shang's eyebrows, and said in a nasal voice, "Uncle, who is he? Why does he want to be with Mommy? Fanfan doesn't have a father, so many men hit Mommy's attention?"

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