There was a new little husband-in-law for no reason, and her life became different. Being held in her arms by a larger-haired baby and coaxed in a soft voice was very difficult for Leng Changxi, who was already in her twenties.
It was said to be a kind of trauma. However, the size of the body determines the endurance of the mind to a certain extent, so she could only hold her breath and lie in the arms of her little husband.
In fact, regardless of the fact that he is a child, this young husband is quite responsible. He is completely obedient to his wife, doting on Leng Changxi to the point where even her parents can't stand it.
"Yuan'er, this little girl is a torturer. Just leave her alone and just put her aside to make trouble for a while. Look at you holding her in your arms all the time. You can't eat or sleep well.
"Mrs. Leng looked at Leng Changxi, who was lying in her little husband's arms, salivating and chewing sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and said with some helplessness.
"Aunt Leng, it's okay, I'll just hold him like this. Xiaobao will cry as soon as he is put on the couch, and his voice will become hoarse from crying, which is really heartbreaking." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to pinch the corners of his sleeves, and gently
He touched it lightly on her mouth, and the deep endearing look in his eyes made her heart almost melt.
It was embarrassing to think about it. Leng Changxi had always suspected that this little husband-in-law was just a novelty to her, just like getting a toy. He would always find it as a treasure and throw it away over time. So, she thought
I'll try to punish him to death, just wait and see when he gets tired of it.
Who would have thought that instead of losing his temper with him, his patience increased day by day, making Leng Changxi a little confused.
Looking at the dark circles under his eyes caused by her own torment, a trace of embarrassment flashed through her heart. After all, she was still a child, so why bother with him? It was not until much later that Leng Changxi understood that her original mood was because she was afraid of losing an important person.
My playmate, I think I have begun to rely on him unconsciously from then on.
"You, you dote on this girl too much! If this continues, who will be able to take care of her when she grows up? I'm afraid she will be a troublesome ancestor no matter where she goes!" Mr. Leng looked at Leng Chang.
Xi, a lame Fan who hates the lack of steel, felt guilty in her heart, but tormenting people can be addictive, so she could only weakly promise in her heart to pay more attention in the future.
"Uncle Leng, Xiaobao doesn't need anyone to care about her. As long as I take care of her, she can do whatever she wants!" A confident smile overflowed from the little husband's mouth, which immediately dazzled her.
When Mr. Leng heard this, he let out a long sigh, and his mouth moved for a long time, but he didn't say anything. The look on his face that alternated between relief and sadness made people want to twitch.
She really doesn't know what her father is worried about, but it is certain that it must be related to her. However, the three most tragic events in the world have all happened to her, and I believe that nothing will challenge her psychological bottom line.
While she was leisurely admiring the hesitant expressions of her parents, she suddenly felt an itching sensation in her lower abdomen, and the urge to urinate suddenly rushed into her lower abdomen, making Leng Changxi scream "Ouch!"
At this moment, she saw the young husband picked her up and held her calves in a hurry. Suddenly, Leng Changxi had no privacy at all.
Her crying dignity was washed away along with a parabola. It also took away the guilt that had just arisen in her heart.
That day Leng Changxi slept so soundly during the day, and at night, the whole house was filled with her cries.