Dongfang Buhui, who was lying beside her and saw her depressed, grabbed one side of the scarf with one hand and grinned non-stop.
"You stinky boy, are you even making fun of me?" Xiahou Huan'er quickly snatched the scarf back. The scarf was already ugly enough. If he continued to torment her, she would really not be able to see anyone.
But that kid was so excited that he held on tightly and wouldn't let go.
Despite his young age, his strength was amazing. Xia Hou Huan'er whipped him a few times but couldn't pull away. He couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"Dongfang Bugui, if you don't let go, I'll beat you up." I could only threaten.
But it was obvious that her son didn't accept this trick, he still laughed and held her tightly with his little hands, refusing to let go.
"Don't regret it in the East." Xia Houhuan'er yelled and pulled hard. Suddenly, her eyes suddenly widened and she looked at the child with disbelief on the bed, holding the scarf and sitting up. Her chin almost fell.
When it fell, she immediately shouted, "Husband."
Dongfang Xing, who was in the study room next door, heard her voice full of surprise. He thought something had happened, so he hurried over and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Look at him." Xiahou Huan'er pointed to the child who sat up and was playing with his scarf.
Dongfang Xing's eyes flashed: "You brat, how dare you play with my scarf."
Xia Houhuan'er's face suddenly dropped countless black lines, and he said with some excitement: "I'm not telling you this, haven't you noticed? He can sit up. He is only more than two months old, and he can still
Don’t you think there’s something wrong with sitting so firmly?” Mr. Xing, have you noticed the important point?
"He is my son. He can sit for more than two months. Is it strange?" Dongfang Xing walked over and sat down next to her. Then he reached out and tried to grab the scarf, but he pulled hard and couldn't.
Kai, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, this kid was actually wrestling with him, right?
"Isn't it strange? Ordinary children can't sit until they are six or seven months old. He is only more than two months old. Is he developing too fast?" He is already very abnormal. Xiahou Huan'er is quite worried about what problems he will have.
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"Honey, you are thinking too much. Can our son compare with ordinary people? Look at his strength, he can even compete with me in tug of war." Dongfang Xing didn't care at all. Instead, he felt that this was a normal thing.
If his development is the same as that of ordinary children, he will have to worry about whether he is too slow.
Xiahou Huan'er's mouth twitched and she stared at Dongfang without regret. When she saw him suddenly stuffing the scarf into her mouth, she quickly stretched out her hand to pull the scarf. Staring at his grinning mouth, she couldn't help but laugh: "Little
This guy has baby teeth, no wonder he stuffs it into his mouth when he catches something." She picked up the pacifier and stuffed it into his mouth.
The little guy bit the pacifier, his eyes were crooked, he was so cute.
"Will he bite you when he drinks milk?" Dongfang Xing's eyes immediately fell on her breasts, his eyes burning, and the fire began to burn.
After giving birth to the child, her breasts had swelled a lot, and looking at her made her feel hot.
Xiahou Huan'er was very familiar with his certain Huo'er, so she immediately reached out and turned his face to the side, blushing a little and said, "No, he is very well-behaved."
Dongfang Xing was unwilling to do so. He rubbed her waist with his palms and began to swim upstream aggressively. He gritted his teeth and said, "From today on, I'll give him milk powder."
