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Chapter 848 Fool, I Never Thought Of Leaving You 2
It was rare for Chen Xing to see that Nan Baihao also looked dazed and nervous, and couldn't help laughing: "If it's not your son, whose son could it be?"

These men, oh, why do they always have such serious and silly expressions when facing the little baby.

Nan Baihao's heart almost jumped out of excitement, and finally his eyes fell on his son's face, but he frowned: "Why are you so small?"

Subconsciously, the same question as Gu Shaocheng appeared in his mind: Is it possible to support him?
"A premature baby."

Nan Baihao let go of Huanhuan, stretched out a pair of arms full of the aftertaste of gunpowder smoke, and shook his hands violently twice before hugging the baby. Chen Xing reminded: "Side hug, yes, that's it."

It was an experience that couldn't be described in words. The little thing in his arms was Nan Baihao's son, he and Huanhuan's flesh and blood, and Nan Baihao's eyes suddenly became moist.

This son has poured too much emotion into him. From knowing that Huanhuan is pregnant until now, he has been worried every day. He is afraid that Huanhuan, a restless woman, will hurt the baby in his stomach by playing taekwondo at home, and he is also afraid that Huanhuan will have a big belly. Will suffer from depression...In short, all kinds of worries, all kinds of care, all kinds of care, and now...now his son is finally held in his arms.

son.

son.

What a fresh noun, there is a soft warm current in my heart, spreading all over my body.

"Haha, brother, look, my son is my Nan Baihao's son." He looked up at Gu Shaocheng, and the show off in his mouth couldn't be covered.

Tears flowed down her cheeks, rolling down unstoppably.

Weeping with joy.

Really weep with joy!

Gu Shaocheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, hold your son tightly, don't fall; no, don't hold him too tightly, it will hurt him."

He kept saying tight and not too tight, making Nan Baihao's hands tremble even more, "Brother, tell me, does he miss me?"

"The face shape is like yours, and the eyebrows are also like yours." Gu Shaocheng cooperated with showing envy and hatred, and Nan Baihao was very pleased with that expression.

"What about the mouth and nose, do they look like me?"

"The mouth is not like yours, it's like Huanhuan." Gu Shaocheng responded to his question one by one, empathizing with his brother's joy of becoming a father for the first time.

The envy and blessings in his eyes were naturally revealed.

Chen Xing sat back beside him, clinging to his hand, he lowered his head, meeting her eyes.

Then, he lowered his head, and his slightly cool lips touched her forehead.

Finally, he put his arms around her waist, and the two looked at each other and smiled, neither of them spoke.

"Chen Xing."

"Ok?"

"I love you."

Naturally, saying this sentence was not to flirt, but to express his feelings directly.

Seeing the happiness of Huanhuan and Bai Hao, he locked his woman even more tightly, imagining that when he and his beloved woman could have this moment, he longed for that day to come, but also feared that day would be forever It won't come, his fingers intertwined with hers one by one, and he repeated it again, with a bitter heart: "I love you."

She smiled, with bright and white teeth, leaning against his generous chest, and whispered softly: "I love you too, Shaocheng, and in the future, I will give you a lovely baby too."

"Are you really willing?" Knowing about my illness, are you still willing to say such a thing?

She nodded seriously: "Yes."

After thinking about it, he said again: "Shaocheng, after we are out of danger, I have something to tell you."

(End of this chapter)