Zhan Shaoqing hugged Lian Hua tightly with both hands, kissed her lips gently, and whispered softly: "Lian Hua, I'm so happy, I'm so happy that you told the truth... That's what we
We have a baby in common...Why haven't you told me yet? Why haven't you accepted my love..."
Lian Hua's face was slightly red. Is this the time to talk about love? The two of them were lying on Xiao Bai's hospital bed. Every move he made might alarm Xiao Bai. How could he do this?
She tilted her head and tried to escape his kiss: "Mr. Zhan, you - uh uh -"
A passionate kiss blocked her unfinished words, and Zhan Shaoqing punished her: "You promised me that you would call me Shaoqing from now on. If you still can't remember, I'll kiss you until you remember!"
"exhibition--"
There was another fierce and passionate kiss. Zhan Shaoqing looked at Lian Hua with interest, his eyes full of expectation. He hoped that she would continue to be disobedient.
"Shao Qing, Shao Qing!" Lian Hua immediately changed his words, gently pushed Zhan Shao Qing and said, "Can you let go of me? We are both pressed on Xiao Bai's bed. If he wakes up, let him
What should I do if I can't have a good rest? He is still wearing a plaster and an IV drip. If he touches him accidentally, it will cause him great pain. Let's not make trouble in his hospital bed. As parents, we must put our children first.
…”
She remembered the unfinished passion in her ward. Now Zhan Shaoqing's movements were even more passionate than before. She couldn't get angry and repeat the same mistakes. She couldn't let Zhan Shaoqing continue to complete the movements at that time. She couldn't do it with Zhan Shaoqing.
She was fighting and struggling on Xiaobai's hospital bed. Her heart was focused on her injured son. She firmly opposed and prohibited anything that might harm Xiaobai...
Zhan Shaoqing glanced at his son who was lying on the bed with a little frown on his face. He saw that the child was covered in bandages and his wrists were dripping with blood. The little desire that ignited in his heart was immediately extinguished.
Yes, he is no longer alone, and he is no longer free to do whatever he wants.
Now that he is a father, he has to shoulder the responsibilities of a father. He really needs to think about his son at all times. The little guy is lying on the hospital bed with injuries. He should be concerned about the child's affairs now. The child's mother can no longer escape, but he
He didn't have any understanding of this son whom he never knew existed. He needed to ask carefully about the child's affairs.
After all, that was his biological baby. He had missed so many things about the child in the past five years. Now, he needed to talk to Lian Hua about their common child...
Zhan Shaoqing turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, placed Lian Hua on his knees, held her in his arms, and murmured: "Lian Hua, how old is the child? What is his name? What happened today? He
How did it become like this? I just heard the doctor over there saying that the child was fine, is he okay? What is the specific extent of the injury, and does the child need any special care?"
Lian Hua struggled hard for a moment, but she couldn't break free from Zhan Shaoqing's arms that were restrained like iron chains and could only stop unnecessary movements.
She had no choice but to stay in Zhan Shaoqing's arms. She leaned forward and looked at Xiaobai. The quilt on his body was messed up by the two of them struggling on the hospital bed. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her son with the quilt gently and touched her son.
She slowly answered: "His name is Lian Jingbai, his nickname is Xiaobai. He is four and a half years old. He was born in France and grew up in the United States. He came to K city with me two months ago. He is today
... He was going to kindergarten normally, but for some reason, he fell from the second floor. The kindergarten teacher informed me to rush to the hospital. Fortunately, Xiao Bai was fine... His injuries were not life-threatening.
As long as you rest, you will recover slowly..."
Lian Hua sighed in his heart. Since Zhan Shaoqing discovered Xiaobai's existence today, he has the right to know about Xiaobai. When she hid Xiaobai, she could hide everything, but now, Zhan Shaoqing
After asking about Xiaobai's affairs attentively, she could no longer deprive Zhan Shaoqing of his right to be a father.
It is undeniable that Xiaobai is Zhan Shaoqing's son. In the past, he was absent from Xiaobai's life. Now, she will slowly explain every bit of her son to him.
"Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai?" Zhan Shaoqing whispered his son's name. He held Lian Hua and bent over to look at Xiao Bai, who was sleeping soundly. His son's regular breathing and trembling little nose were ruddy.
Her small lips and soft hair made his heart soften.
The only fly in the ointment is the OK bandage on Xiaobai's face after the scratch, and the bandages on the many wounds on his body. Now Xiaobai is not healthy. The child is covered in wounds and has to lie on the hospital bed.
I have been suffering from pain since I was young...
Xiaobai's weak and pale face aroused all his heartache. When he saw his son for the first time, he didn't expect it to be like this. Xiaobai, who frowned slightly, often moved unsteadily in his sleep. He
My little baby, does the wound hurt now...
Gently bending his fingers, Zhan Shaoqing was so cautious that he was almost cowardly. He slowly moved his fingers towards Xiaobai's cheek. His long fingers finally seemed to touch Xiaobai's face. The soft touch under his fingers surprised him.
I was so moved that I almost had a sore nose.
Xiaobai's skin was so soft and smooth, and his cheeks were small for his stature. Zhan Shaoqing stopped moving in a daze, for fear that he might accidentally wake up his son, for fear that his rough hands would be hurt.
noob.
Lian Hua looked at Zhan Shaoqing's careful movements, and a feeling of guilt suddenly rose in her heart.
She has deliberately concealed Xiaobai's existence all these years. She has deprived Zhan Shaoqing of the right to care and love her son, and prevented him from participating in his son's growth. Looking at his soft movements and serious and cautious eyes,
Zhan Shaoqing should be a good father...
Lian Hua looked at Xiao Bai tenderly, then touched his finger on the other side of his son's face, gently pointed at Zhan Shaoqing and said: "You can touch him, pinch him, touch him gently like me, as long as you don't
It doesn’t matter if you touch his wounds——”
Zhan Shaoqing was like a studious child, carefully imitating Lian Hua's movements. He placed his palm on Xiaobai's chin, and placed his five fingers softly on Xiaobai's cheek. His hands were so big, and Xiaobai's face was so big.
He was so small that he wrapped half of his son's face in his hands with a gentle push.
In contrast to his son's white and tender skin, which was as tender as a bun, his hands looked dark and strong with clear joints, full of traces of time. He gently stroked Xiaobai's face, and Zhan Shaoqing, who had held a child for the first time in the world,
Just like his father, his face is full of silly smiles.