Zhiyun looked at him.
The next second, he kissed me.
Zhiyun did not avoid it, but raised her head to accept his kiss.
When the Filipino maid over there saw this scene, she immediately looked away tactfully.
Until Xiao Tengsheng suddenly cried.
After hearing a baby cry, Han Qingrang finally let her go: "Zhizhi."
Zhiyun blinked her gray-blue eyes, bewildered by the crying. She could only mumble, "Little Tengsheng is crying."
Then, she looked up and said to the Filipino maid over there, "Is Xiao Tengsheng hungry?"
The Filipino maid came forward and said, "Yes, ma'am, it's time for the young master to drink milk."
From time to time, another Filipino maid came in with a bottle of milk powder. One of the maids picked up little Tengsheng in an orderly manner and brought her to Zhiyun.
At this time, Zhiyun was still sitting on the bed.
Another Filipino maid handed the bottle to Zhiyun, "Madam, this is for you."
Zhiyun: “…”
Xiao Tengsheng was brought over and placed directly in front of her.
It was, it was quite sudden.
Up to now, she hasn't even looked at Xiao Tengsheng a few times, and hasn't even been able to hold him in her arms. She was just staring at Xiao Tengsheng.
Now, little Tengsheng was in her arms, and she just felt it was so novel.
This little baby was actually born by her.
For a moment, Zhiyun's hands seemed a little at a loss, and then she looked at Han Qingrang for help.
Han Qingrang looked at her like this. He had lost and regained his lost love, but he still hadn't recovered from the fact that she had woken up. He reached out his hand and said, "Zhizhi, let me do it."
"No, let me do it. Let me hold him. I want to hold him." Zhiyun quickly reached out and hugged little Tengsheng. Han Qingrang took the bottle and said, "You guys go out."
The Filipino maid nodded, then went out and closed the door.
Now, there are three people in the bedroom.
It's a real family of three.
Han Qingrang's hands supported the little Tengsheng, because Zhiyun's arms couldn't exert much strength. Zhiyun stared at the little Tengsheng in her arms, not knowing whether to move or not, just staring at it with such love.
Because I really don’t know what to do next.
It was not until Han Qingrang took the bottle from her hand and fed it to Xiao Tengsheng's mouth that the little guy stopped making a fuss and drank the milk obediently, only occasionally making a faint sound while drinking.
The little guy drank very seriously. Since he was still young, he couldn't hold the bottle to drink by himself, so Han Qing had to hold the bottle to feed him.
As he drank, when he was almost done, Xiao Tengsheng slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep, with a pleasant milky scent emanating from his whole body.
Han Qingrang took the bottle back and put it aside.
He said, "I put him in the stroller to sleep."
"Wait a minute." Zhiyun stopped him, "Let me hold him. It's been a month since the little guy was born, and I haven't held him properly yet."
"Zhizhi." Han Qingrang's eyes were fixed on her face.
Hearing the voice, Zhiyun looked up at him.
He said, "Zhizhi, you haven't even hugged me properly yet."
It was originally a jealous remark, but Zhiyun heard his grievances. She must have been in a coma for many days, and she didn't know how he managed to get through all these days.
Stayed by her bedside until she woke up?!
So...did he eat well, sleep well, and take good care of his son...
Zhiyun said, "Then put it in the stroller, you come."
Han Qingrang reached out, picked up little Tengsheng from Zhiyun's arms, and placed him in the stroller next to him.
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