He looked at the baby in the cradle,

The baby also looked at him,

It's a unique feeling to look at a life that is connected to one's own flesh and blood.

The baby's arms are like lotus roots, fat, pink and tender,

He swallowed his saliva and gently picked up the baby,

Gently biting his arm, the baby's scent stimulates his taste buds......

It seems that the bite is too heavy, and the baby cries restlessly,

He licked his lips regretfully and put the baby back in the cradle.

Sensing someone behind him, he jerked his head back,

His pale wife was staring at him,

He smiled: "Don't worry, my bad habits have changed." “

Looking at his wife's still vigilant eyes, he walked out of the baby room playfully, and smiled at his eldest son and two daughters in the living room.

"Your mom is overly nervous, and my bad habits have really changed."

The son slapped him hard with his left arm and left.

The two daughters sat on the sofa with hatred in their eyes,

None of them had legs.

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