Chapter 137: The thunderstorm night lingers endlessly 12
"I don't know, rub my back." He handed her a rough towel and turned his back to her.
Xin Han pursed her lips, and reluctantly knelt down behind him and began to rub his back.
"Then if you have children in the future, would you prefer a boy or a girl?" Xin Xin couldn't help but asked again.
If he knew that he had a son who was over one year old, how would he react? He was too scared to think about it, so he rubbed his back with a rough towel in a daze.
Although I have had skin-to-skin contact with him more than once or twice, I have never stared at his back so closely as tonight, wanting to see what is in his heart.[
His back is quite broad and his muscles are strong. When he breathes, he opens and closes, and his muscles will contract faintly, which will make people feel extremely dependent.
"Whatever, as long as it's my flesh and blood." Shi Feiyan knelt and enjoyed the small strength that chilled his heart.
"Don't you have any special preference?" Xinhan was a little unwilling to get the answer he wanted.
When Shi Feiyan heard these words, he shrugged and remained silent. No one knew that he had an indescribable feeling for the child in his heart.
He still remembered when he was seven years old, running in the snow with his baby-sized sister in his arms.
He likes his sister's pink face, but he can no longer touch it. Is she alive or dead now?
After he grew up, he sent people to search for her. The reason why he returned to City A and settled here was because he hoped to find some clues. He hoped that God would treat his sister favorably and treat him favorably so that they could reunite as brother and sister.
Xinhan stared at Shi Feiyan's back for a long time before hearing Shi Feiyan's voice, but with a bit of irritation: "You have so many problems tonight!"
Xinhan could hear the impatience in these words and was silent for a long time. She lowered her head and did not dare to ask another question.
She even had a moment of crazy impulse, imagining how he would react if she told him that he had a son.
Will he be so excited that he can't speak?
Or, he could not help but stare at his son with his mouth wide open, feeling chillingly imagining the expression of Shi Feiyan, who had always been strategizing, suddenly being caught off guard, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"What are you thinking, so happy?"
Shi Feiyan suddenly turned around, grabbed her hand holding a rough towel, and looked carefully at the silly smile that flashed across her face.