So whenever he was around, Jiang Mengxue was never allowed to do anything, whether it was feeding the baby or changing diapers.

In order to not disturb Jiang Mengxue's sleep at night, he fed her directly with milk powder.

He never thought that children must drink breast milk. If they have the opportunity, they can drink it. If they don’t have the conditions, they can’t drink it.

It’s not like they can’t afford milk powder, and there’s no need for them to compromise themselves for the sake of convenience or to save money.

However, Jiang Mengxue felt that she had rested enough after sleeping for such a long time in the past two days.

I just want to hold the baby in my arms and play with him for a while.

Children nowadays spend most of their time sleeping. When they wake up for a short while, it is either because they are hungry or have diarrhea.

So at this moment, little Mobao, who had eaten and drunk his fill, had fallen asleep.

Gu Qingbei didn't stop Jiang Mengxue from holding the baby, he just didn't want her to hold the baby for too long.

He exercises regularly and can hold someone all day long without any problem, but his wife has thin arms and legs, so she definitely can't stand being held for a long time.

After all, not every child is as fat as his. He is simply a little chubby boy.

Jiang Mengxue sat on the bed and held Mo Bao in her arms, her heart melted by his cuteness.

I couldn’t believe that this was my own baby. How could such a big child fit in my belly?

"It's much pleasing to the eye than when it was first born, but I don't feel any change. Could it be that I've become more pleasing to the eye?"

The more Gu Qingbei looks at his son, the cuter he finds him.

During his time in the hospital, he had seen other people's children, but he thought they were all average, skinny like monkeys.

They are here admiring their son's handsome face.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

“Jiang Mengxue lives in this room, and they haven’t been discharged from the hospital yet.