Xiong Zixing was restless, he was wandering when he was eating, and he didn't know how to eat.

Pan Zhen comforted her a few words, but he thought that Xiong Zixing was worried about the child's body, and the comfort was not enough, so he could only get Xiong Zixing's perfunctory response.

Xiong Zixing didn't want to tell Pan Zhen about his weird feelings. She thought that she would go to the hospital tomorrow for a check-up, and maybe she could take the opportunity to do another paternity test, but it was really difficult to make such a request directly, and her husband probably wouldn't understand, but would have some thoughts about her because of this.

After being distressed for a long time, Xiong Zixing returned to the bedroom after eating and stared at the baby in the crib again.

She hoped she was wrong, she was just thinking nonsense.

She looked at it for a while, then suddenly reached out and picked up the child.

The soft and warm little body was attached to Xiong Zixing's chest, and the little baby also subconsciously waved his little hands, found a comfortable position for himself, rubbed it, squirmed his lips a few times, and continued to sleep peacefully.

The long eyelashes cast a shadow on the eyelids, the cheeks bulged out, and the skin was a beautiful pink ......

This is a good-looking little baby, and people can't help but laugh when they look at it.

But Xiong Zixing couldn't laugh.

Her arms seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she was pressed by the body of a small baby, and she felt like they were going to be broken.

The breath exhaled by the child was cold, penetrating through the clothes, penetrating into the skin, and penetrating deep into the internal organs, making Xiong Zixing want to tremble.

She hurriedly put the baby back in the crib, and as she pulled her hand, her fingers were grabbed by the baby's little hand.

The little baby opened his eyes.

There was a strange red flash in those big eyes.

Xiong Zixing gasped in fright, and was about to withdraw her hand, but her hand did not move.

The tiny hand clenched her fingers, almost pulling them off.

Xiong Zixing's eyes were red with pain, and he stared at the child in the crib in horror.

The child opened his mouth, yawned, closed his eyes again, and fell asleep. His little hand let go and rested on his chest.

Xiong Zixing sat down on the ground in a state of exhaustion, panting, staring at the child through the railing of the crib.

The sound of her sitting on the ground was really loud.

Pan Zhen followed the voice and came in, still anxiously asking "What's wrong".

As soon as he entered the bedroom and saw Xiong Zixing's appearance, Pan Zhen hurriedly reached out to help her up.

"If you want to watch the child, just sit and watch, you can't stand it after standing for a long time." Pan Zhen thought that Xiong Zixing had fallen like this.

Xiong Zixing grabbed Pan Zhen's arm, tilted his head, and looked at her husband pleadingly.

"Is your leg numb? Is it okay? You sit down and I'll rub it for you. Pan Zhen said to himself.

Xiong Zixing's hand was still clutching his arm, "Husband...... Old ......" she didn't shout a second time.

"Whoa-" The child in the crib burst into tears.

Pan Zhen didn't care a little about the tail, dragged Xiong Zixing to the big bed next to him and sat down, and hurriedly picked up the child.

Xiong Zixing couldn't stop it, so he could only look at the child lying on Pan Zhen's shoulder in horror.

"Yo, it looks like it's pooping. Baby, dad will wash you and change your diaper. What's the matter? Pan Zhen smiled and coaxed the child, and kissed the child's cheek.

He put the baby back in the crib, untied the dirty diaper, and carried it outside.

"Wife, if you stomp your feet and step on them hard, you won't be numb. If it doesn't work, I'll rub it for you later. Soak your feet in the evening. Pan Zhen said as he walked out.

Xiong Zixing heard Pan Zhen enter the bathroom, and he should have put water in preparation for the child to clean.

She also heard the doorbell ringing.

Pan Zhen answered loudly and hurriedly opened the door.

Xiong Zixing sat on the bed sluggishly.

Next to the couple's queen bed is the child's crib.

The child stopped crying, crossed his legs, bit his fingers, and turned his head to look at Xiong Zixing.

Xiong Zixing could swear that she saw the child smile.

The child smiled at her, and there was a flash of red in his eyes.

Xiong Zixing's scalp was about to explode, and he just wanted to jump up and scream.

But her body was paralyzed and couldn't move at all.

Outside, the sound of Pan Zhen talking to her parents was heard.

Soon, Xiong Zixing's parents ran in, excited, and surrounded the child.

Xiong Zixing was ignored, and her vision was blocked.

It wasn't until her mother picked up the child that Xiong Zixing met the child's big eyes again.

His eyes are normal black.

Because of his young age, those eyes looked very large, bright and clear.

The child didn't look at Xiong Zixing, but reached out and touched his grandfather's wrinkled old face, and then touched his grandmother's face, giggled.

Obviously it was a childlike voice, which should make people feel comfortable after listening to it, Xiong Zixing's parents laughed happily, but Xiong Zixing only felt that the voice was terrible and terrifying, as if it had an echo, and distorted into a sharp and strange laugh.

"The water is coming. Baby, come wash your buttocks. Pan Zhen came in with a basin.

Xiong Zixing was still sitting paralyzed, unable to move, and still no one paid attention to her.

Her parents helped Pan Zhen clean up the baby. Her mother was reluctant to put the baby down and held it in her arms all the time, humming the lullaby she had from her childhood.

"Why do you sit all the time and let Xiao Pan do it? You don't say hello when we come in. Xiong Zixing's father finally found out about his daughter and immediately complained.

"Dad, don't talk about her, she just kept looking at the child. Finally got it back, but she wouldn't turn her eyes away. Pan Zhen explained to Xiong Zixing, and asked her with a smile, "Is your leg better?" Is it still numb? ”

Xiong Zixing shook his head stiffly.

The baby who was in his grandmother's arms suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiong Zixing.

Xiong Zixing had the feeling of being targeted by a fierce beast.

When the child was lost, she was just confused, her brain was blank, she didn't know what happened, and she was in a trance for a few days, only feeling that time had passed very long, but when she recalled, she couldn't remember anything.

She also felt like time had been stretched out now, but she knew very well what she was feeling this time.

"Are you going to have a mother?" Xiong Zixing's mother laughed, said teasing words to the child, and put the baby in Xiong Zixing's arms.

Xiong Zixing subconsciously hugged the child's body.

It's an instinct.

But her consciousness resisted. She was tempted to jump up and throw the child out.

The child's hands were already clinging to Xiong Zixing's neck, and his little head was resting on her shoulders.

Xiong Zixing felt even more scared.

She only felt like she was entangled in a snake.

The child's head rubbed against her shoulder, and saliva dripped down her neck and shoulder.

The cold liquid slid into Xiong Zixing's neckline, all the way down, like a knife, rubbing against her skin.

Xiong Zixing always felt that in the next second, he would be bitten by the throat.

"How did you find the child?"

Xiong Zixing's parents had already told Pan Zhen about the details of the abduction case. The three of them seemed to form a space of their own, isolating Xiong Zixing, and they didn't notice anything unusual about Xiong Zixing at all.

"Huhu...... Giggle......"

Xiong Zixing heard the child breathing in his ear and chuckling.

That voice made her tense and tremble unconsciously.

Tiny fingers ran across the back of Xiong Zixing's neck.

"Mom...... Mommy......" the child whispered.

"Hmm."

Xiong Zixing's eyes widened suddenly.

She heard a rough voice that didn't belong to her and responded to the child's words.