When the fast-wearing boss got the female supporting script

Xiao Zhi looked at Luo Shui for a long time. It was not until a gust of cold wind blew by that he came to his senses. He leaned over and gently picked up the woman and walked to the bedroom.

The person in his arms was very light, but this weight seemed to have a force that could hit the bottom of his heart. Although it was light, it was still heavy.

His legs hurt, and every step felt like walking on a knife's edge, but his heart was filled with joy and satisfaction.

When Luo Shui woke up the next day, he felt something soft poking him.

She opened her eyes drowsily, and what she saw was a cute and delicate child like a white jade dumpling.

Xiao Li wore a white brocade robe and a small jade crown on his soft hair. He looked as beautiful as a little boy under the Guanyin Seat.

He looked at the woman on the bed with a smile on his lips, and touched her face with his fleshy little hands from time to time. Every time he poked her, his little expression came alive with joy.

After poking it several times, the little guy's eyebrows knitted together when he saw that the person on the bed was still awake.

Luo Shui originally planned to pretend to be asleep, but when he opened his eyes slightly, he was suddenly amused by the expression on his son's face.

...Whose little cutie is this?! She stretched out her hand to hug Xiao Li into her arms, and said with a narrow smile on her face.

Xiao Li only felt his vision change, and his little body landed on his mother's body.

When Luo Shui woke up, he smiled softly and called out in a sweet voice: Mother!

When the child speaks, he has a cute expression and a soft voice. He looks sweet and is really a sweet cookie in the world.

Luo Shui couldn't help but kiss him, Mom is here.

The little guy's face is fragrant and soft, and there is a faint milky fragrance.

Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, and then as if he came to his senses, his fair and tender face instantly turned red.

...Mother, mother... He covered his little face with his little paws and said calmly.

Luo Shui's eyebrows were filled with a deep smile, and she sat up with a movement of her body, and Xiao Li's little body was in her arms.

Oh, little Li'er is so cute.

Xiao Li's face was flushed, and her baby teeth were exposed when she smiled.

Luo Shui rubbed the top of his hair lovingly before looking around.

It is obviously a men's dormitory style, with a large rosewood bed with a curtain frame and a tassel on the top of the head. The bed under the body is cold and hard.

Next to the couch is a window with exquisite carvings. Outside the window is a beautiful scenery, rockery, small pond, and green bamboo forest. From time to time, maids pass through, but the footsteps are very light, and the conversation can be heard.

When Xiao Zhi came in, he saw an indescribably beautiful woman hugging Xiao Li and looking quietly out the window.

She seemed to have just woken up, her long hair was still draped casually on her shoulders, her face was plain, and her whole person exuded a sense of leisure and laziness.

This scene really made Xiao Zhi's heart tremble. His wife and son were sitting on his bed, and the feeling of being nowhere to be found made him feel dizzy.

Before Xiao Zhi had time to react, Luo Shui saw him, with a smile on his flawless white face, and said, What are you doing standing there? Come and hug your son.

When she said this, her expression and tone were extremely natural, as if they were the closest existence in the world.

A smile also flashed across Xiao Zhi's face. His pretty and handsome face was not like the cold-faced murderer who frightened all the countries. Instead, he looked like a noble young master with a clear and graceful hand and a jade hand holding a pen.

Okay. He smiled lowly and walked over to catch Xiao Li.

As soon as he caught the child's limp little body, Xiao Zhi's body froze, and his arms seemed to be frozen, neither daring to lift or lift, for fear of accidentally hurting him.

Luo Shui looked at his exaggerated appearance, as stiff as a stone and with his hair spread out, and laughed unconsciously and said, Don't be so nervous.

As he spoke, he pressed his arm and helped him adjust his posture.