It is said that children can trip up their mothers.
Now He Tingchuan realizes that his feet are also being tripped up by the mother and daughter.
He used to be in no hurry to go home after training, but now he can't wait to come back as soon as it's time, wanting to stay with his wife and daughter and not go anywhere else.
Yun Jin and Sister Li were having dinner while He Tingchuan stayed inside watching over Xiao Niangao. As soon as she finished eating, Sister Li packed up the lunchbox and ran away, afraid of disturbing the young couple's intimacy.
How could she have ever thought that the young couple's relationship was bad?
Sister-in-law Li saw it clearly; Commander He was almost about to kiss her.
Her eyes testified that it was Commander He who took the initiative.
Tsk tsk tsk, how come I never noticed before? The aloof, serious, and taciturn Commander He has such a passionate side.
Indeed, hearing is believing, seeing is believing.
As soon as Sister-in-law Li left, Yun Jin closed the door; they were about to take their afternoon nap.
Little Niangao started crying again. She usually nurses every two hours, and it's almost time for her to nurse now.
He Tingchuan held the crying little Niangao and tried to soothe her. Upon hearing his voice and smelling his scent, the little Niangao immediately stopped crying. She stared at He Tingchuan with her big, watery eyes for a while, then pouted and burst into tears, burying her head in his arms.
He Tingchuan was heartbroken, holding Xiao Niangao as if he wanted to cherish her as the apple of his eye.
After cleaning up, Yun Jin prepared to breastfeed. Looking at her little girl, who was crying with tears streaming down her face, Yun Jin felt sorry for her and said, "Anyone who didn't know better would think I was abusing her. I'm her real mother, okay?"
He Tingchuan was both happy and heartbroken.
Little Rice Cake knows I'm happy with my efforts.
What pains him is that he can't stay with Xiao Niangao all the time. Xiao Niangao, who is only a month old, has to endure the pain of separation, and there's nothing he can do about it.
Looking at the two figures, one big and one small, He Tingchuan sighed inwardly.
In his life, besides his country, the people he cared about most were his wife and daughter.
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