He blinked his bright eyes, then stretched out his hand to her, wanting her to hug him.
"My son was woken up." Xiahou Huan'er walked over, picked him up, reached out and stroked his childish little face and said, "It's okay."
Dongfang Buhui immediately nuzzled into her arms, half-squinted his eyes and yawned.
"Son, go to sleep. Don't be afraid. It's okay. Mommy will always be with you." He must have felt that he was in danger. Seeing his look of relying on her, Xiahou Huan'er's face immediately showed a hint of worry.
A loving smile and a gentle coaxing voice.
Dongfang Xing walked slowly over, and his tall figure formed a shadow, covering them.
He frowned and glared at his son who kept rubbing against Xiahou Huan'er, and said coldly: "As my son, how can he be afraid?"
Xiahou Huan'er immediately glanced at him: "What's wrong if it's your son? He's still so young, so it's normal for him to be scared."
Dongfang Xing moved his eyes to her face, feeling a little resentful: "Ever since this kid was born, you only have eyes for him."
After saying that, without waiting for her to say anything else, she turned around and walked towards the study.
"Husband..." What the hell? This man was jealous of his son again. Xiahou Huan'er stared at his back with a bit of laughter, and then was attracted by the childish laughter coming from her arms. She lowered her head and saw
Dongfang Buhui grinned and smiled so hard that his eyes were bent, as if he was happy that he had won the battle.
Xiahou Huan'er was a little dumbfounded and said: "Son, you don't have to compete with your father for favor like this. If your father can't stand it and goes to find another woman, I will be miserable and you will be miserable too."
I pinched his little cheek, not caring whether he understood or not.
Dongfang Buhui's little hand immediately grabbed her finger and shouted with a smile: "Mom...Mommy..."
"Don't think it's enough to be good. Come to bed quickly and stop getting high." Xiahou Huan'er's tone contained a warning.
Dongfang Buhui saw her serious expression and blinked his eyes, as if he knew that if he continued to play, she would be angry, so he immediately obeyed and closed his eyes obediently.
Xiahou Huan'er gently rocked him and coaxed him to sleep. He was a very obedient child who listened to her, of course, as long as she was by his side.
Do all children feel safe when they are by their mother's side?
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help but think of Dongfang Xingran, that poor child. It seemed like she had to talk to Wan Qinrou.
Soon, Dongfang Buhui fell asleep in her arms. She lowered her head and kissed his cheek gently, then put him in the crib.
Glancing at the study room next door, his beautiful eyes flashed, and a thoughtful smile flashed across his face.
Dongfang Xing turned on the surveillance equipment in the study room, only to find that all the cameras in the corner where the fire broke out had been moved.
He reached out and gently stroked his resolute chin, his deep eyes flashed with danger. This fire was not accidental, but someone's deliberate act.
Obviously, this person's purpose was to create chaos and let Lois escape.
Who is this person?
There must be someone from Lochus in the Oriental Mansion.
A familiar fragrance wafted in the air. He raised his head and looked up, and his throat suddenly tightened.
He saw, at the doorway connected to the bedroom, the little woman who looked like an elf in the forest, wearing his favorite sexy lingerie.
