In the children's room.

Jiang Tian sat on the edge of the bathtub and gently helped the little guy wash off the foam in his hair.

"Xiaoyi, who usually helps you take a bath?"

"In the past, on the island, my father helped me wash."

Feast?

I can't see that he still has this patience.

"Do you like Daddy?"

"Yes!" The little guy nodded heavily, looked at Jiang Tian with big eyes, he stretched out his little arm to support himself, and leaned to her ear, "Don't look at him so fierce, grandpa said...... Daddy is a paper tiger! If he loses his temper with you, you can be spoiled by him, and he can't help it! ”

Looking at the cute appearance of the little guy, Jiang Tian couldn't help but sigh.

She wrapped the little one out of the bathtub with a large bath towel and carefully dried his hair, put on his pajamas, and carried the little one back to the bedroom to settle on the pillow.

"Dad tells me stories every day, can you tell me stories?"

"Absolutely!"

Jiang Tian lay down sideways beside him, and the little guy immediately leaned over, buried his face in her warm chest, and leaned over his little nose to make up for her.

"You're so fragrant!"

"It's the same with Xiaoyi!" Jiang Tian smiled and kissed his little face, stretched out his arm to wrap around the little guy's soft body, "Mom will tell you a ...... The story of the little tin soldier, is it good?! ”

The little one nodded, and she whispered.

Sheng Yi still had a pair of elf eyes open at first, asking this and that from time to time, and then gradually lowered his long eyelashes and fell asleep.

Reaching out to dim the lamp, Jiang Tian cautiously approached, kissed the little guy's soft short hair, and gently pillowed it to the side of the little guy's head.

"Good night, my little cutie."

The first time she had the opportunity to be so close to him, she just hugged him and was reluctant to let go.

Originally, I wanted to sleep with him in my arms for a while, but she was lying down, and she fell asleep unconsciously.

In order to make that cake, she had a busy day, and she had to be responsible for the whole dinner party in the evening, and she was already very tired at this time.

The mother and son, forehead to forehead, hugged each other and slept together.

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In the study.

Feast finished the task at hand and stood up from his chair.

Coming out of the study, he naturally walked to the child's bed.

It is already his habit to come to see his son every day before going to bed.

Gently pushing open the door, his eyes fell on the bed, and at a glance he saw two figures.

The little one slept with a little red face, long eyelashes hanging down, and his hair was a little messy.

Jiang Tian on the opposite side also had pink on his cheeks, and he nested like a big cat like a son.

Two people, one big and one small, face to face, hugging each other's necks, their postures turned out to be incomparably tacitly similar.

With everything in his eyes, the feast couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips slightly.

It turns out that her son's sleeping position was inherited from her!

The little one's bed is a children's bed, and it is not easy for two people to sleep.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to wake Jiang Tian up, looking at the arms of the two of them holding each other, his hand reached over and withdrew.

For so many years, this is the first time that my son has slept with his mother.

Tomorrow morning when you open your eyes and you can see her, the little one must be very happy.

His gaze fell on Jiang Tian for a moment, and the man raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

Such an adult, he can't take care of himself, and he still expects her to take care of his son?

The man turned and stepped out of the child's bed, and when he returned a moment, he already had a thick blanket in his hand.

Bent down, gently covered the blanket on Jiang Tian's body, feasted to help the little guy tuck the quilt, and gently exited the door.