"Little steamed buns, what's wrong, what's wrong? What's uncomfortable? As soon as Lin Xiaoshu touched his son, he cried even more, and he didn't let Yan Qicheng touch it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info The family circled around him, not knowing what was going on with the little guy.

Fang Cai was still playing well, but when he saw his parents coming back, he cried loudly. As soon as Lin Xiaoshu and Yan Qicheng stayed away from the little guy, the little guy didn't cry. As soon as they got closer, he cried profusely.

The adults finally understood that the little guy was throwing a tantrum with his parents. "He hasn't seen me for hours on end since he was born." Lin Xiaoshu said helplessly, her heart hurt and sour.

"Little steamed bun, mom apologizes to you, can you forgive mom?" The little steamed bun turned his head to the other side and didn't look at her.

Yan Qicheng turned to the little steamed bun, but he noticed the little guy's angry glance, "Little steamed bun, Dad also apologizes to you, you shouldn't have gone out with your mother, I didn't take you, can you forgive Dad?" ”

Xiao Mantou couldn't understand what his parents said, but he could know from his parents' tone and expression that they were currying favor with him. He still didn't appreciate it, and directly buried the tiger's head in his great-grandmother's arms, without looking at them.

"You two sit down to eat first, and the child's anger will come and go quickly." Xie Yun beckoned the two to sit down. The fact is that after a meal, the little steamed bun still ignores his father and mother. Anyone else can hug him, but he doesn't want his parents to hug him.

Seeing that it was time to go to bed, the little one kept yawning. Lin Xiaoshu stretched out her hand again, "Little steamed buns, is it okay to come and sleep in your mother's arms?" The little guy seemed to think for a few seconds, and then slapped his little hand on his mother's hand.

Lin Xiaoshu was so excited that she wanted to cry, but the little guy finally forgave her and kissed her twice on the little steamed bun's meaty face. Although the little steamed bun didn't give any reaction, as long as the little guy was willing to let her hold it, she was satisfied.

Yan Qicheng stretched out his hand, but the little guy still ignored it. Lin Xiaoshu hugged him to wash, and he didn't see the excitement of the big basin of water again. After taking a shower and changing into comfortable pajamas, the little one lies in his mother's arms and drinks milk, eats and drinks to his heart's content, and closes his eyes wide.

Lin Xiaoshu gently put the little guy on his exclusive cot, and the little steamed bun suddenly opened his eyes and asked his mother to hug him. Lin Xiaoshu picked it up again, and the little steamed bun hugged her mother's neck again and sobbed quietly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, mom is here." Lin Xiaoshu stroked the little guy's back, she didn't expect her son to suddenly become sensitive and stingy today.

The little steamed bun rubbed, rubbed, rubbed in her mother's neck, and sprinkled in her arms for a while, and said, "Mom, bad." ”

"Uh-huh, it's my mother who is not good, and my mother will correct it later." Seeing his son arching back and forth in the arms of his little wife enjoying the tenderness of the little woman, Yan Qicheng's teeth were about to sour. He feels sorry for his son, but he also wants to dominate his daughter-in-law.

"Little steamed buns, come, dad hug, dad coaxes you to sleep." The big bad wolf's signature smile appeared on Colonel Yan's face. It's a pity for this little white. But the rabbit was not fooled, "Bad, Dad, no!" ”

The little steamed bun angrily pushed Yan Qicheng's hand away, and his father was not allowed to put his hand on his mother. Miss Lin only fully understood her son's mind at this moment, and gave a perfect explanation to the man, "Little steamed bun is angry that I have been out of his sight for so long, which makes him feel insecure."

But he's more angry with you. When I didn't have you before, I was almost in front of him twenty-four hours a day. And when you show up, I'm often out of his sight. He didn't see me this afternoon, until the evening.

In the end, I showed up with you, and the little one's anger accumulated to the highest point, and at this time he still complained about you, and suddenly felt that his position was threatened. ”

"All in all, I'm not doing too far, and he doesn't trust me as much as he trusts you. And the person that the little steamed bun really depends on is only you. I still have a long way to go if I want to be the true father of Xiao Mantou.

You used to show him my portrait, and my son was more receptive to me than anyone else. But after six or seven hours of waiting this afternoon, I'm afraid the person he dislikes the most is also me. Yan Qicheng lay on the bed with his head up, selling pitiful.

Lin Xiaoshu patted the man's shoulder heavily, "Husband, come on, you will become the best father in Xiao Mantou's heart." The man replied to her with an exaggerated expression of whether he wanted to cry or not, and who knew the complicated feelings he had for his son.

The little steamed bun had fallen asleep on his mother's shoulder while the two adults were talking. Lin Xiaoshu wanted to put the little steamed bun back on the small bed, but the little guy was also holding her pajamas when he was asleep, and he couldn't let it go at all.

Lin Xiaoshu can only take her son to sleep on the big bed together, this is the first time that Xiao Mantou has slept with her mother since four months. In his sleep, he smelled the thick milk fragrance in his mother's arms, and the corners of the little steamed bun's mouth curled.

After experiencing those things during the day, Yan Qicheng didn't have much other thoughts. The long arm hugged her from behind her daughter-in-law, and took her son into her arms together. The feeling of the whole little family in his arms seems to be great.

Lin Xiaoshu asked softly, "Husband, am I too used to my son." What if I go back to school and work in the future, or if he goes to school by himself in the future, and still sticks to me like this? ”

She used to think that the little steamed bun was budding alone. Those who have established consciousness, now it seems, do not seem to have any. If there is a longer period of time and his son can't see her, he will not be angry and resentful.

But at the same time, she was more distressed, her son was still so young, how could she be willing to make him unhappy. She can't bear to see her son for a long time.

The man smoothed the little woman's wrinkled brows, "Wife, you're thinking too much, your son is only a five-month-old baby." You teach your son really well, and your son has the advantages of being obedient, cheerful, able to express himself, not having stage fright, etc.

The reason why she is so clingy to you is only because in the first five months of his life, there was only one dominant person in his life. In the future, he and his family will gradually integrate with each other, and naturally they will not put their intimate attention on you alone. ”

The man's words made Lin Xiaoshu's uneasy heart gradually calm down. He turned his head and kissed the man, closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully. The man rubbed in the little woman's neck, following the rhythm of her sleep.

In the next few days, Yan Qicheng spent all his time running to hospitals and pharmaceutical companies, and spent the rest of his time cultivating relationships with Xiao Mantou. With Colonel Yan's intelligence, only a week later, he was quite handy in serving his son's daily life of eating, drinking, sleeping, and washing.

He can also make his own gadgets to make his son 'giggle' from time to time. The little steamed bun put down the 'mustard' and gradually began to accept his father wholeheartedly, rather than just relying on the impression of a painting.

However, Mr. Yan also discovered another serious problem, Xiao Mantou seemed to have begun to rob him of his little wife, intentionally or unintentionally. For example, when they are present, as long as he asks for a kiss from a little woman, his son will also kiss him.

He hugged the little woman, and the little steamed bun would noisily crawl into his mother's arms and not come down. When I went to bed at night, I pulled Xiaoshu's clothes and refused to let go, and after sleeping with my mother in the big bed that night, I refused to go back to the small bed.

On weekend mornings, I teased Xie Yun. After getting it, the little steamed bun promised to go out with his grandmother for a while.

Lin Xiaoshu was sitting by the window and drawing, and Yan Qicheng suddenly hugged her to the table. "Husband, what are you doing? I'm at work. ”

"The picture can be drawn later, and the opportunity cannot be missed." As he spoke, the man began to take off his own clothes and those of the little woman, "Wife, it's suffocating me." Last week, our married life fell badly. ”

Looking at the man's anxious appearance, Lin Xiaoshu didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. "Husband, your posture is very urgent. Colored. Disciples. Let's be civilized, let's do it at night. ”

Yan Qicheng's spirit was shocked, and his eyes flashed. "Will you give it to me at night? You won't fall asleep at the same time as the little steamed bun, right? ”

Lin Xiaoshu's face flushed, "Well, don't sleep first at night." ”

"Don't go back on what you promised me. Save the evening for the evening, and do it now. After speaking, the man had sealed his little wife's cherry lips and touched the edge of her trousers.

"Yan Qicheng, you give me a set of drill words, let me go quickly, otherwise see how I clean you up!" Lin Xiaoshu slapped the man's shoulder, desperately trying to hold back the throbbing. The feeling of movement.

"I'm right in front of you, you can 'clean up' at will, and exert yourself." He turned the two into her cross. The posture of sitting on him.

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