Lu Feng's big eyes spun around, and the joy flashing in his eyes was not concealed at all.

He did not hesitate to nest into Ye Zehong's arms, and his short little hands could only barely hug Ye Zehong's side waist, like a kitten, rubbing Ye Zehong's chest, feeling the warmth of Ye Zehong's body.

Ye Zehong hurriedly hugged Lu Feng in his arms and stroked his back.

A hot tear fell on Ye Zehong's clothes, soaking his clothes.

Ye Zehong looked down and found that Xiao Lu Feng was crying silently.

He was a little at a loss, and more distressed.

The back of his hand wiped the tears from his cheeks and gently patted his back, again and again, slowly and gently.

Lu Feng felt the hard-won care, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, did you say I was dreaming?" ”

"Why does Feng'er think that?"

"Last time I had a dream, I prayed to God that Dr. Yip would be my father."

"Feng'er, do you like dad so much?"

"Feng'er likes it, I like it very much, the first time I saw you, I made a wish to let you be my father."

"Why do you like it?"

"Because...... You're as handsome and as powerful as I imagined my dad to be. ”

The brief conversation swept away Ye Zehong's gloomy mood, and he hugged Xiao Lu Feng in his arms tightly, with an irrepressible bright smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Feng likes him so much, probably because of the attraction of blood, right?

After all, they are biological father and son.

Maybe it was because he finally had a father, and Lu Feng soon fell asleep happily in Ye Zehong's arms.

Ye Zehong originally planned to put Lu Feng on the bed to lie down in order to sleep well, but who knew that as soon as he moved, Lu Feng grabbed his clothes tightly, muttering that his father would not leave again.

Ye Zehong's heart suddenly softened, he maintained the posture of holding Lu Feng, and slowly fell asleep.

On this night, both father and son had a happy dream.

……

Next.

Lu Yao's arm was paralyzed, and she woke up slowly, and she raised her arm with a painful expression.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of something that shocked her.

Ye Zehong not only did not leave, but instead hugged Lu Feng and sat diagonally and slept all night.

She searched quickly in her brain, but she couldn't remember when Ye Zehong was sleeping with Lu Feng in her arms.

"Awake?"

A low voice rang out leisurely.

Lu Yao looked at it in shock, coughed lightly, and asked a little uncomfortably, "...... you I've been sleeping with Feng'er since last night? ”

Ye Zehong nodded lightly, his arms were also a little paralyzed, and his brows furrowed.

Seeing this, Lu Yao hurriedly got up, walked to his side, and stretched out his hand to remove Lu Feng from his arms.

But I heard him say, "No, I'll just hold it and wait for Feng'er to wake up." You go buy some liquid food such as white porridge for Feng'er to nourish her stomach. ”

Lu Yao was stunned for a second, then nodded suddenly, took the mobile phone and walked towards the door.

As soon as she reached the door, she felt confused and strange again.

He affectionately called Lu Feng Feng'er, not the rusty Lu Feng.

Why is there such a big shift in the title?

Moreover, he looked very satisfied with Lu Feng, and he was not impatient at all.

Don't......

Does he know that Lu Feng is his son?

Lu Yao quickly denied his conjecture.

No way!!!

When pigs fly!!!

Didn't Matthew say that it had been arranged, even if Ye Zehong really went to do a paternity test, he couldn't find it?

Lu Yao, who was complicated in her heart, quietly turned her head and looked at Ye Zehong, who was hugging Lu Feng.

Inexplicably, she felt that Ye Zehong was holding Lu Feng's figure, full of love.

Suddenly, Lu Feng, who was asleep, woke up.

He opened his eyes, looked at Ye Zehong who was holding him, showed a bright smile, and shouted in a milky voice: "Dad." (End of chapter)