"Take a handful and put it directly on your waist?"

Song Anyang felt that Pei Yue's explanation was not reliable at all, and it happened that he took it directly to his waist, how could it be such a coincidence!

She was 120,000 skeptical of the man's explanation, wrinkled her eyebrows, stared at the man, felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and turned her gaze to the little bastard.

The little bastard was sleeping, very quiet.

The atmosphere in the room sank because of Song Anyang's questioning.

The man felt that the woman's questioning was somewhat reasonable, and it must have suddenly been put on the waist, even if it was unintentional, it was too ambiguous.

And Song Anyang has just given birth.

"I didn't mean to."

The woman was still stuffy, and the man continued to explain; He has never been good at explaining, and he has always lowered his body for her sake.

Song Anyang believes in Pei Yue, but he can hold someone's waist into his arms with a handle, and this kind of unintentionality seems too ambiguous.

After the woman believed it, she began to disbelieve it again, kept a sullen face, and continued to play with the little bastard.

The little bastard may have been woken up by his fucking play because Song Anyang was playing a little big; I don't like to be poked around by Song Anyang, so I kept waving my little fists to stop Song Anyang's moves.

Song Anyang was biased towards the little bastard, he didn't let him poke, she wanted to poke.

Pei Yue was still thinking about how to explain Zhu Yiyan's matter, while Song Yang was having fun with the little bastard, and the atmosphere was unpredictable.

The little bastard is usually very quiet except for being hungry and getting wet diapers.

This may be something that Song Anyang was annoyed with and couldn't solve with a wave of his hand, so he could only let out a wow... Wow... Cry.

Compared with before, the decibel of the little bastard's cry was extremely high, which directly interrupted Pei Yue's thoughts, frightened Song Anyang slightly, and hurriedly picked up the child.

Although Song Anyang has no experience in holding children, these days when he sees the way the sister-in-law and the nurse hold the child, he follows the gourd to smooth the anger of the little bastard's back.

Holding the child, gently patting his back, and comforting him in his mouth: "Good baby, don't cry, don't cry." ”

The appearance of a woman coaxing a child instantly aroused the desire of men to endure these days, and his heart suddenly tightened, and his Adam's apple moved, but he still stood in place heavily, staring at the woman tightly.

Song Anyang's ability to coax the child is not bad, after coaxing a few words, the little bastard didn't cry anymore, and gently put it back in place, Song Anyang stopped his eyes on Pei Yue's body and didn't poke the little bastard again.

The man saw the woman's gaze and turned to her again, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he hesitated slightly, but did not explain again, but stood up and said, "I'll take a bath." ”

With that, the man walked directly to take a bath.

Song Anyang stared at the man's back and blocked it in one breath; The man hugged Zhu Yiyan by the hand, and he hadn't explained it clearly!

The water in the man's bath was a little cold, and it was manic after forbearance.

Song Anyang was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, biting his lower lip, and always felt that the man ran to take a bath without explanation, which was excessive.

At this point, she couldn't say anything, so she could only play with the little bastard.

The little bastard was woken up by Song Anyang before, and he couldn't sleep, still half-squinting, lying quietly there, as if he was despising all beings.

His demeanor is somewhat similar to that of his father.

It may be that the little bastard looks like his father, and looking at him will remind Song Anyang that Pei Yue didn't explain Zhu Yiyan's matter well.

In a somewhat irritable mood, Song Anyang turned over, put the child on the other side, and hugged him to sleep with his eyes closed.

The woman closed her eyes and fell asleep directly.

It was not too early, the red glow between the traces of the sky slowly dissipated, and the gray sky was gradually covered by gray clouds, gradually turning from day to night.

When the man came out of the bathroom, Song Anyang was already asleep.

The man frowned, and he could only hold back the explanation he wanted to explain to her.

Walking to the edge of the bed, the man looked at where the woman and the child were sleeping, frowning even tighter.

The child slept in the middle, Song Anyang slept next to the child, and the two left a place for her to sleep; It's just that he dislikes his son, doesn't like to sleep on his son very much, and wants to sleep on a woman.

But at this time, he can only sleep on the little bastard.

Pei Yue stood on the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down slowly, deliberately keeping a distance from the little bastard.

But the sleeping place is not too big, and if the man pulls too much, it is easy to fall under the bed, and finally pulls it back, leaning on the little bastard.

The body temperature of children has always been higher than that of adults, and the children's bodies are very soft.

At first, the man was reluctant to get close to the little bastard, but gradually he didn't reject the little bastard, so he leaned close to him, and intentionally or unintentionally took the child into his arms.

It's just that......

The man's hands were a little heavy, and when he took the child into his arms, he pressed the little bastard heavily.

It didn't take long for the child to feel uncomfortable because he was pressed by his father...... Burst into tears.

The little bastard cried so much that he immediately woke up Song Anyang, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the man's hand pressing on the child, and immediately broke the man's hand.

"You're holding down the little bastard!!"

Song Anyang was angry, broke the man's hand, hurriedly hugged the child, and sat up slowly.

The man may have slept deeply, and then he woke up, and when he heard the woman yelling angrily, he was stunned at first, and then noticed that the little bastard was crying.

Song Anyang hugged Pei Zhiyuan in his arms and gently coaxed, coaxing the child while accusing the man by the way, angry and dissatisfied.

"Do you know how dangerous it was just now, if you press it for a long time, the little bastard will suffocate."

When the words fell, Song Anyang continued to coax the child.

Maybe he was too nervous little bastard, and he didn't think much about it.

"You still don't want to sleep with us."

After that, Song Anyang continued to coax the child in his arms and bombarded the man away.

The man sat beside the mother and son in a deep manner, and did not leave as he said.

The current situation is that Song Anyang has a child and no longer needs a husband.

After Song Anyang finished coaxing the child, seeing that the man had not left, his eyes sank, he didn't let go of the child, and soured the man again: "Anyway, you have someone outside now, and you don't need us." ”

After that, the woman glanced at the newspaper that was still resting on the bedside table, and a sour vinegar smell emanated from the inside out.

When the man saw that the woman had finished talking about the child and mentioned the newspaper again, his face turned cold, and he raised his hand to clasp the woman's shoulder.

"How can you be reasonable now, I really have someone outside, what are you doing when you go home?"

The man is an explanation and a warning, if he really has someone outside, he will come back and be tortured by the little bastard!

"So you mean that when you don't go home, you're out and about?"

The woman raised her eyes and wrinkled her brows into staring at the man's handsome face.