Chapter 902: I want to be with him all the time

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Their new home was by the river, in the middle of the city, but they had carved out a piece of land and built this house.

Considering that Xia Yunsheng had just given birth to a child, and his body had not fully recovered, Cheng Yanzhi ran very slowly, and he glanced at Xia Yunsheng from time to time, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Xia Yunsheng asked, "You're not going to work today?" โ€

"Go!"

"Usually there is a meeting at this time."

"I postponed the meeting for an hour, and the next hour will be used to accompany my wife." He looked at her with a gentle expression.

"......" Xia Yunsheng shook his head, "Evil powerful dog!" โ€

The whole command had to look at his face.

But it's too unreasonable to let everyone settle for his time, or for such an unreliable reason, right?

Cheng Yanzhi smiled.

Xia Yunsheng said: "I'm scolding you, and you're still laughing?" โ€

"What am I afraid of, don't you also scold yourself?" He reached out and pinched her nose, "If I'm a dog, so are you, and there are two puppies at home." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ My baby and I are not. โ€

"That's okay too. Aren't all loyal dogs popular now? If I were a dog, I would be loyal to you alone! He looked at her and said affectionately.

Xia Yunsheng listened to his words, stopped, and looked at his back.

He also paused and asked, "What's wrong?" Touched? โ€

"Not really." Xia Yunsheng turned his head to look at the river in the early morning and found a reason, "I just think the scenery is good." โ€

He walked up to her and hugged her from behind, "Look, how good the scenery is in the morning, I can accompany you here today to see such a beautiful scenery, let me die tomorrow, I am also willing." โ€

She shook his hand, "What stupid thing to say?" If I don't agree, if you dare to die, I'll go and dig your grave. โ€

He had been in a coma for so long, and he had reached the limit of what she could bear.

She couldn't stand any more danger from him.

"Worried about me?" Cheng Yanzhi lowered his head and looked at her in his arms gently.

She had been messing with him for so long, and it wasn't until yesterday that she completely forgave him!

Xia Yunsheng glared at him, "When didn't I worry about you?" โ€

Cheng Yanzhi held her hand, "I just like the way you worry about me, happy." Hungry, right? Let's go back and get something to eat! โ€

Running home from here, it's pretty much it.

Xia Yunsheng was held by him, followed behind him, and looked at his handsome side face.

Sometimes, I can't wait to separate from him immediately, and sometimes, I can't wait to be happy with him forever.

When I got home, Cheng's mother had already come over, and when she saw that Cheng Yanzhi hadn't gone to work yet, she was a little surprised, "Didn't you go to work today?" โ€

"I'll go later." Cheng Yanzhi looked at his mother, "What, didn't you come to see me?" โ€

"I'll see what you do, I'll come to see the kids." The child had woken up and was picked up by the maid.

There was heating in the house and there was a stove burning, which was very warm.

Xia Yunsheng walked to the sofa, the eldest was held and coaxed by Cheng's mother very well, but the second child was lying pitifully in the cradle, Xia Yunsheng looked at the second child crying nose and pinched his little nose, "Why are you so wronged?" Missed Mom? โ€

The doctor said that talking to your child more will make him improve his language skills quickly.

The second child looked at Xia Yunsheng, scratched his little finger, Xia Yunsheng put his finger in his palm, picked him up, and asked the maid, "Have you been fed?" โ€

"Hey, it's just that the little master doesn't eat much."

"It's okay, I'll feed him later."

Cheng Yanzhi changed his clothes and came down from upstairs, saw Xia Yunsheng coaxing the second child, and volunteered to come over, "I'll come!" โ€

(Good night, the title of the new book has been decided, "The Rest of My Life is a Cheng Yanzhi" this time in a literary style, but I think it is more suitable for this textโ•ฎ(โ•ฏโ–ฝโ•ฐ)โ•ญDo you like it?) ๏ผ‰

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