Chapter 560
Xiaobao nodded his chin with his small hand, "Well, I don't want to lie to Uncle Yan either. Do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"

"Listen."

"The truth is that if your face is healed, you will be as handsome as Uncle Mu at most. There is no lie, because children don't want to lie to adults. I haven't made up a lie yet, how to lie to you."

"Little guy!" Yan Shiting fondly reached out and patted Xiao Bao's calf.

That night, the 'family of three' had dinner very harmoniously. When going to sleep at night, Cheng Xiaobao still slept in the middle of the master bedroom, with Cheng Yingxuan on one side and Yan Shiting on the other.

In the middle of the night, Cheng Xiaobao had a dream, in which he whispered a few words.

Yan Shiting was a light sleeper. He looked down at his little body who was not sleeping peacefully in his arms, and stretched out his hand to wrap Xiao Baohuo in his arms. He really felt like he was holding his son.

"Father..." Cheng Xiaobao closed his eyes, and suddenly called out in a childish voice.

Yan Shiting's body froze, and the sound of father seemed to be calling him.

The atrium, as cold and hard as a glacier for thousands of years, melts like the sun melting ice and snow.

The little one's daddy seemed to seep from his heart to his soul.

The strength of hugging Cheng Xiaobao involuntarily intensified.

For the first time, Cheng Yingxuan was also sleeping next to him, and his mind was completely attracted by Xiaobao in his arms.

Sleeping on his side, looking down at the small body in his arms, the small and tender face, his heart is unusually soft.

He suddenly felt that even though Xiaobao was not his own son, he was willing to raise Xiaobao as his own from the bottom of his heart.

"Dad..." The little guy closed his eyes, soundly asleep, and murmured again, apparently talking in his sleep.

Knowing that it was nonsense, Yan Shiting was still extremely moved when he heard it, and his blood boiled and resonated.

He really wanted Xiaobao to be his son.

"Father... don't go..." Cheng Xiaobao didn't know what he had dreamed of, his little brows frowned, and his tone became more urgent.

"I'm not leaving." Yan Shiting murmured softly, gently stroking the little guy's back with his big palm, "Go to sleep."

The deep and gentle voice was like a reassurance, and Xiao Bao, who was restless in his sleep, stretched his brows, breathing evenly and lightly.

Cheng Yingxuan was sleeping beside her, and the moment she heard her son call "Daddy", her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Seeing that her son hadn't woken up and was talking in his sleep, she was a little relieved.

In the dark, she saw Yan Shiting's bright eyes staring at Xiaobao with exceptional gentleness and love.

On the one hand, she was apprehensive, and on the other hand, she felt that the blood relationship was really a wonderful concern, and she couldn't stop cutting it.

Yan Shiting stretched out his long arms, and wrapped Cheng Yingxuan's body in his arms, hugging one big and one small, and fell asleep contentedly.

The next morning, Cheng Xiaobao woke up, opened his eyes, and first touched something hard.

Spread out the little white fingers and touch it, it is flat, hot, hard like a rock, and the tender voice muttered suspiciously, "Mom, why is your tits flat?"

Cheng Yingxuan's voice came from behind him, "You are touching Yan Shiting's tits."

Only then did Cheng Xiaobao's sleepy bugs run away, and it was Yan Shiting's chest that turned hot just now, "It's Uncle Yan."

Yan Shiting woke up before the little guy could move, raised his hand and tapped his little nose, "Who else is there besides me?" Seemingly thinking of something, he narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, "You slept with Mu Yufeng at night too ?”

(End of this chapter)

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