The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 1744 Giving birth to a son deserves a beating!
Qin Youxuan almost spat blood on his face.

Tingye is only nine months old, if he can be called daddy at this time, he will really be terrified!
"Um..."

The little guy was obviously hungry and wanted to be hugged by his mother, so he kept reaching out to Qin Youxuan.

The small mouth twitched a bit, babbling and talking.

There was an unconcealable urgency on the pink and jade-carved little face, as if he really wanted to call him Dad, but he couldn't.

"He, he seems to understand?" Qin Youxuan looked at the anxious little guy waving his fists, his eyes were as wide as copper bells.

Can such a small child understand what adults say? !

Hearing her startled, the little guy was already crying before Shan Hanjie could react.

"Wow--"

Heart-piercing cries, as if being bullied miserably, seeking comfort.

The small pink mouth opened and closed, and the shape of the mouth seemed to be calling mother.

Qin Youxuan froze for a moment, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Shan Hanjie's expression was not much better.

Even though he had already prepared himself mentally, he was still slightly surprised when he saw Xiao Tingye's performance different from ordinary people.

He lifted him up with both hands, put him on his lap, bent his knees, let him lean on his knees, and the father and son looked at each other with a little distance.

"Call Dad."

Shan Hanjie's coquettish Zitong stared fixedly at the red-eyed little Naibao in front of him.

"Pfft-"

Xiaoting Yejun turned his face away, glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and blew two milk bubbles in disdain.

"..."

Shan Hanjie's face turned dark.

Sure enough, giving birth to a son is worth beating!

Seeing Shan Hanjie's darkened face, Xiao Tingye's sobs, which had been so hard to stop, broke out again.

The small arms desperately stretched towards Qin Youxuan, asking her mother to hug her.

"Don't cry, don't cry, the crying mother's heart hurts." Qin Youxuan made a gesture to hug him, and Shan Hanjie's side directly separated her hands.

"Man, what's the use of crying to be cute?" After finishing speaking, he glanced at the little milk bag in his arms with disgust.

"Shan Hanjie, are you a tease sent by a monkey? Did you do anything other than cry when you were so young? I think you are not as smart as my son!"

Seeing her petite boy crying with aggrievedness, Qin Youxuan reached out and hugged him up.

Just as he was about to sit on the sofa, he was hugged by Shan Hanjie.

His chin rested on her shoulder, and he gritted his teeth, "You ignore me all day long because of this brat, believe it or not, I will throw him into the trash can where you can't find it? Hmm!"

"..."

Just throw it away, and throw it in the trash can, Master Jie, are you sure this is your own son?
"Wow--"

Xiao Tingye's aggrieved cries resounded throughout the villa.

"Woooo..."

Qin Youxuan stuffed the bottle into the little guy's mouth, and finally calmed down for a while.

"Shan Hanjie, do you want Fifth Choice to come over and take a look?" Qin Youxuan looked at the little guy in her arms and asked worriedly.

Looking into his big sly eyes, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Look at you, you're so smart at such a young age, you'll be able to do it when you grow up."

"What are you looking at? I'm Shan Hanjie's species, so it's not surprising that I'm so talented." Shan Hanjie leaned on the sofa, and glanced coldly at the little milk bag who was happily drinking milk.

No matter how smart you are, a bottle of milk will do the trick.

If you want to fight him, wait 20 years!

"Yeah, you're so weird, it's not surprising that you are so weird." Qin Youxuan mocked him lukewarmly, and gave him a blank look.

(End of this chapter)