But now Jiu Ye feels that his disability is the cause of the problem, so he can't be angry with Fu Xixi, he can only be angry with himself for being disabled.
So I don’t have the courage to go in, so I can only blame myself, feel inferior, angry, and extreme here.
The two of them just sat in the car, the air like a tight string.
Mo Nanxi's palms and back were covered with dense sweat, and her breath was about to break.
He wanted to find a way to comfort him, but he couldn't find a way and didn't dare to say anything.
Time passed like this minute by minute.
I don’t know how long it took, but the cry of a baby was heard in the villa.
Mo Nanxi frowned: "Master Jiu, the baby seems to be crying."
Only then did Bo Zhanye regain his composure. After hearing the child's cry, his eyes and face were a little moved.
Then, he loosened his tie and rubbed his eyebrows: "Go back."
Mo Nanxi was relieved: "Okay."
He immediately started the car and drove back to the villa.
Fu Xixi was holding Fu Jiu while breastfeeding, and Ye Xi was crying in the stroller because she didn't get it.
The advantage of having two babies is that they have company, but the disadvantage is that they cannot be taken care of at the same time.
The moment she saw Bo Zhanye coming back, she felt like she saw light:
"Brother Ye, come and coax Ye Xi. After brother finishes eating, it will be her turn soon."
"If it doesn't work, help me hold her and let her eat the other side."
Bo Zhanye slid his wheelchair closer and his eyes fell on Fu Xixi.
Her clothes were different from the ones in the yard, and she also had the fragrance of shower gel.
She took a shower and changed her clothes.
There was an earthquake in the depths of his pupils, and veins appeared on the hand holding the wheelchair.
"Brother Ye? Hurry up." Fu Xixi was so distressed that she felt like her baby's voice was going to be hoarse from crying.
Bo Zhanye looked away, slid the wheelchair onto the child, and reached out to pick up Ye Xi.
The child is very small and soft, with a white face and tears of grievance, all of which make people feel soft.
Especially when she felt her daddy hugging her, she stopped crying and opened her dark eyes and looked at him. Her look seemed to say: Is this my daddy? Daddy is finally back! Daddy, I feel so wronged.
!
Bo Zhanye smiled and kissed the baby's tender face:
"Good boy, Mommy has wronged our Yexi. From now on, let her feed Yexi first. My brother is a man and is always hungry."
Ye Xi seemed to understand, and looked straight at Bo Zhanye, no longer crying.
At this time, Fu Xixi also finished feeding Fu Jiu. She quickly exchanged babies with Bo Zhanye and fed Ye Xi:
"Good baby, do as Daddy says. Mommy will feed you first next time."
Yexi finally ate the mother's milk. She ate it very hard and obediently, and she stopped fussing at all.
Bo Zhanye looked at his son in his arms: "From now on, be humble to my sister, and a man can't cry even if he's hungry, eh?"
Fu Jiu moved his mouth, still recalling the taste just now, obviously too lazy to deal with his stinky daddy.
Afterwards, Fu Xixi held the children, burped them, walked and chatted with them.
Babies fall asleep easily, and fell asleep again in about two hours.
After putting the child in the stroller, she rubbed her sore and weak arms:
"Brother Ye, don't your arms get sore after holding the baby for a long time? I only took care of him for most of the day today, and I feel so tired.
If Brother Nan hadn't helped me, I might have been in a worse situation."
When she mentioned Brother Nan, she thought of the bouquet of flowers from before. She walked into the bedroom, found a vase, and put the flowers in it.
Beautiful flowers were picked because of her, and they had to be raised for several days to be worthy of their sacrifice.
Bo Zhanye looked at her carefully arranging flowers, as if she was taking care of that special emotion, his eyes were unusually dark and deep.
He slid his wheelchair over: "You like this flower very much? Huh?"