Brothers' little milk group has become a full-scale boss

Chapter 224 Treating You as a Father
The little princess seemed to understand Leng Jian's words, and her crying stopped abruptly. She stared at the face of the evil uncle in front of her. She, who couldn't stop crying just now, suddenly grinned.

The long eyelashes were still stained with tears, and the amber eyes were full of curiosity.

At the moment when she saw the child smiling, Leng Jian didn't know why, her heart seemed to be cut with a knife, and honey was sprinkled on the wound, that kind of pain and sweet feeling was something he had never seen before. Never encountered before.

A two-month-old child is already fully capable of staring at the person he likes with his eyes. Xiao Xiaxia's big black eyes are like black grapes, rolling around, and his gaze moves with Leng Jian's movement.

Sang Qian was holding the baby, and was shocked by the interaction between the two of them. Sang Zhixia usually has a bad temper, and in most cases, as long as she starts to cry, she has to cry enough.

Sometimes my temper comes up, and I almost can't breathe from crying. When Sang Qian was alone, she once complained that this weird temper is just like your cheap father.

Sang Qian remembered at this moment, turned her head and said to Leng Jian lightly: "Thank you just now!"

Her tone seemed relaxed, just like seeing a friend she knew, but only she knew how much she was struggling in her heart at this moment.

Her mind immediately recalled the scene when she was giving birth to Xiao Zhixia.

Ten months into her pregnancy, she told herself that the child was her own and had nothing to do with anyone, and she didn't want anyone to be responsible, and she would raise the child.

However, when she was pushed into the delivery room and saw that other women were accompanied by their husbands, her heart suddenly broke down.

The line of defense that had been built for ten months was broken at that moment, and that was the first time she cried because of this child.

Perhaps, people are only vulnerable when they are in the most painful time. When Sang Qian's stomach hurts the most, she thinks that she will be alone with the child in the future, that the child will not have a father to love her in the future, and that the child may be bullied by her classmates when she goes to school in the future.

All these bad emotions rushed towards her at that moment.

She cried, crying very aggrieved, crying loudly.

Tang Xi was with her at that time, and she knew that if it was only because of the pain, Sang Qian would not cry so painfully.

Tang Xi touched her head and said, "If you know who he is, tell me, and I will find a way to bring him to you."

Sang Qian endured the pain, and finally did not say the name of that person.

She experienced the most painful moment in her life and finally welcomed her little princess.

Perhaps, the pain at that moment is something she will never forget in her life, and the missing of someone at that moment should be the strongest moment in her life.

Leng Jian still smelled faintly of alcohol, and his eyes were still bloodshot, and his hands were stained with Xiao Zhixia's tears.

He who never liked children suddenly had an urge to hold the child in his arms.

He made a face at the child and said with a smile, "You're welcome, as long as the child is fine."

He wanted to stretch out his finger again to touch the child's face, but he just put it on. Xiao Zhixia's chubby little hand tightly held Leng Jian's index finger as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

He held it, and was still dangling back and forth excitedly, grinning contentedly.

Leng Jian was completely infatuated. He let the child hold his fingers, let her put them to his lips, and wiped his saliva.

Sang Qian was a little flustered, and immediately rescued Leng Jian from the child, with a stiff smile on her face, "I'm sorry, kid, I'm not sensible, I got your hands dirty, I have wet wipes here, just wipe them. "

"No, how could such a beautiful little princess be dirty?"

Not only did Leng Jian not feel disgusted, but she also had the urge to stick her finger in there again.

Sang Qian turned around, hugged the child away, and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

She wrapped the blanket on Xiao Zhixia's body, and was about to carry her away.

However, before walking a few steps, the child didn't know why, and suddenly started crying again, just like before, crying out of breath, as if he had been wronged so much.

Sang Qian didn't have time to take her feelings into consideration, she still carried her and walked out, the heart-piercing pain slowly hit her.

She couldn't stay with Leng Jian for another moment, she was afraid that seeing their closeness, she would not be able to help telling the truth.

She knew that Leng Jian was in great pain now. If she told him that she had a child with a woman she didn't love at all, he would be very desperate.

"Sang Qian, wait a minute!"

Leng Jian chased after him, and the cry of the child was like someone stabbing him in the heart with a knife.

An invisible force told him that only by chasing after him and coaxing the child well can his pain be relieved.

Leng Jian blocked Sang Qian's way and forcibly carried the child from her arms.

He had never hugged such a small child, it was soft everywhere, he didn't even dare to use force, worried that if he was not careful, it would hurt her.

He was as cautious as he was holding a fragile vase, but also extremely rigid.

The child came into his arms, and the crying stopped again. Xiao Zhixia with well-developed lacrimal glands had tears in his ears.

Leng Jian looked at the little girl and was so surprised that she didn't know what to say: "Sang Qian, your daughter seems to like me, and she stopped crying immediately when she saw me. We are very destined."

His big hand was still clumsily patting the child's back, with a grimace on his face, making the child laugh.

Xiao Zhixia seemed to be very cooperative, every time he made a face, she giggled.

It's not like the first time the two meet, just like a father and daughter who have been living together.

Sang Qian stood there, dazed, not knowing how to end it.

She is an orphan and has no concept of her parents since she was a child, so she doesn't understand what blood dissolves in water at all.

But now, she seemed to suddenly understand.

She smiled pretending to be calm, and said, "Maybe follow her mother, it's a face control."

The aunt who had already paid the fee came over, and she was also surprised when faced with such a good-looking man as Leng Jian.

Ye Mushen and Tang Xi went to see the child, and it was then that Auntie knew that the real handsome boy turned out to be like this.

But now, she suddenly felt that although Leng Jian and Ye Mushen had different temperaments, they were both the kind of men who would be remembered forever after just one glance.

Leng Jian's handsome image is that of a rascal, a swinger. Although it looks very unreliable, it still makes people unable to look away.

Xiao Zhixia fell ill, and no one could do it except Leng Jian to hug her and not cry.

Sang Qian couldn't help but let Leng Jian go home with them.

As soon as she got in the car, Xiao Zhixia fell asleep, her little hand was still holding on to Leng Jian's fingers, as if this man would disappear from her own world as soon as she let go.

Sang Qian's house is a three-bedroom house with a separate children's room. Xiao Zhixia was put in a small bed and fell asleep peacefully.

Leng Jian was about to get up when she suddenly saw a cartoon under Xiao Zhixia's pillow, which seemed to be drawn by herself when she was free.

He picked it up slowly. In the comics, it was a handsome man. He used some abstract drawing methods, which were somewhat different from people in real life.

After tidying up the child's clothes, the aunt saw Leng Jian holding the painting and said with a smile: "This is drawn by Ms. Sang herself. She told the child that this is her father, and she must remember his appearance." .

Damn, it's hard for Ms. Sang to take care of the child by herself. I can tell that she likes the child's father very much. Maybe it's because he has a family and doesn't want to bother him. But poor Zhixia, she can only face him every day. Comics to see my father. "

The auntie sighed, raised her eyes to look at Leng Jian again, and said in surprise: "Sir, this cartoon is quite similar to yours. I said why Xiao Zhixia is so clingy to you today, so I mistook you for a Her father is gone."

Leng Jian stared at the manga, her back ached as if countless silver needles were piercing him.

(End of this chapter)