Then he climbed up to Mu Lingyue, hooked his two white and chubby little arms around her neck, rubbed his little head in her arms twice, and said coquettishly, "Mother, the baby is tired, the baby wants to
sleep."
Mu Lingyue reached out and patted his back, and said softly, "Okay, mother, I'll take you back."
"No, no..."
He rubbed his little cheek against her chest twice more, making a milky sound and saying, "Don't go back to sleep, baby. Baby likes to be held by mother."
She smiled helplessly and lightly tapped his forehead with her fingers, "You."[
Because this child was born prematurely, he was very smart and well-behaved, and had a sweet little mouth. Mu Lingyue doted on him extremely.
Xiao Zijin said he wanted to sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep within a minute.
Mu Lingyue was afraid that he would catch a cold, so after he fell asleep, she stood up with him in her arms and prepared to take him back to the house.
"Let me do it."
A deep and pleasant man's voice sounded in her ears. Lan Qingyue stretched out her hand and took the child from her hand. The way she held the child was so skillful.
After settling the children, the two walked out of the house.
It's early winter...
The trees were bare, and most of the withered yellow leaves had fallen off. The remaining ones were shivering in the cold wind, like a cold child, pitiful.
"Put this on."
Before she could alert herself, there was already an extra cloak on her body.
I immediately felt a lot warmer.
She was stunned for a moment, tied up her cloak, turned around and smiled sweetly at him, "Thank you, Your Highness."
During this time, the relationship between the two became better because of their children.
On the surface, he seemed to be indifferent to her, but she could feel his gentleness, considerateness, and attentiveness.
I have never thought about what a man like Lan Qingyue would become if he had someone he loved.
It turns out that no matter what kind of man he is, he will change after falling in love with someone.
No matter he is domineering, indifferent, philandering, or arrogant, after he truly falls in love with someone, his tyranny, indifference, philandering, or aloofness will all turn into tenderness.
His tenderness is more deadly and irresistible than his stunning appearance.
He doesn't come here every day to accompany their mother and son.[
If you come more frequently, you can come every other day.
As time goes by, it will only come once every five or six days.
She didn't ask a single word about him, whether he married Meixi or whether he married another woman.
Because she didn't know in what capacity she wanted to ask.
Although Zijin called him daddy, it didn't mean anything.
"You don't have to call me that in the future."
He frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with this title.
"Then...how shall I call you from now on?"
That's what she always called him.
It's really not customary for her to change her words.
Lan Qingyue looked at her and said, "I am now Zi Jin's adoptive father, and you are her mother. In front of him, it is inappropriate for you to call me this way again. From now on, you will call me "
Name it."
Call him by name?
She was stunned. Should she call him by his first name, or...
Just when I was thinking about this problem, I heard him say, "Just call me Qingyue."