her smile is sweet

Chapter 3 Can I Hug Her

People stared blankly at the boy who suddenly appeared, forgetting to react.

He Qi walked to the crib unimpeded all the way, his cool black eyes fell on the crying little person on the bed.

The villain's hoarse cry touched the softest part of He Qi's heart.

With his hands resting on the edge of the crib, he shook it slightly, and coaxed softly in a clean voice, "Hey, don't cry."

The villain seemed to hear his pleasant voice, sucked his little nose, closed his mouth, and stopped crying.

The eyes slowly opened, and a pair of big black grape-like eyes looked at the little brother who suddenly appeared in the room.

Her little nose and eyebrows were red, her little mouth was slightly pouted, and there was a teardrop in the corner of her eye.

It looks so pitiful.

He Qi took out a white brocade handkerchief from his trouser pocket, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

This action seemed to please the villain, she grinned her little mouth, popped out her little feet, raised her fleshy little arms in mid-air, begging for a hug.

He Qi raised his head and glanced at the opposite side, the woman who was still wandering in the sky asked: "Can I hug her?"

"Ah?" Xia Meng came back to her senses, glanced at her daughter who was smiling like a nympho, and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes."

It's best to take her away as soon as possible, this little devil is really troublesome.

With the promise of the hostess, He Qi reached out to hug the villain on the bed.

Seeing that He Qi was going to hug their little lady, the servant who stepped back felt his heart stuck in his throat, for fear that He Qi would drop their little lady.

But when they saw He Qi's skillful movements and standard posture when he hugged the young lady, they were all taken aback.

Is this boy here to steal their jobs?
He Qi completely ignored the shock of the servants, and looked at the woman just now, "Where's her milk bottle?"

"Here, here." The woman quickly handed over the bottle in her hand.

He Qi took the bottle, felt the temperature of the bottle wall with his palm and said, "It's a bit cold."

Xia Meng pointed to the maid behind He Qi, and ordered: "Go and add some hot water to the little lady's milk bottle."

As soon as Xia Meng finished speaking, the woman who was called came over to get the milk bottle in He Qi's hand.

While handing the bottle to her, He Qi added lightly: "Add another spoonful of milk powder."

He just took a look at the color of the milk, it was a little runny.

Xia Meng: "..."

Because Mao, a mature young boy, knows more than her, a mother.

He Qi sat on the sofa, let the little girl rest on his arm, put the bottle into her mouth, and the little girl wrapped herself up as soon as she touched the pacifier.

The little girl has been crying since the morning, neither eating nor drinking, and now she is already hungry.

Seeing Xia Meng obediently nestling in another man's arms, no, the daughter who was drinking grandma in the boy's arms, a feeling of involuntary help suddenly rose in her heart.

A ray of sunlight outside the window fell on the boy's elegant and handsome face. The small porcelain-like face was glowing with a translucent luster, and the fluff on his face could be faintly seen.

The white simple shirt was worn on the boy, exuding a trace of extravagance.

In his arms is a milk doll wearing a pink rabbit jumpsuit. The milk doll has chubby cheeks, slightly parted pink lips, and a pair of big black and white eyes full of sly light.

This scene fell into Xia Meng's eyes, and a sentence suddenly appeared in her mind.

The world is stable and the years are quiet.

　Two chapters per day, one chapter at noon and one chapter at night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)