Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

But he is really a good husband with 24 filial piety!

Ms. Du took her tired little granddaughter who was resting from crying to the bedside and placed it in her arms.

"Oh, poor little, really have tears! Ugly and cute!" The little baby who has been soaked in the sheep's water for too long does not look good, with swollen eyelids, no eyebrows, and fetal fat on the skin. His hair was jet-black, his mouth was pink and tender, and his eyes suddenly opened.

"Children are just like this when they are born, and they will look better after a while. You see, the eyes are not small, how deep the eyelids are, they must be a little beauty in the future!" Ms. Du said cheerfully.

"Lu Beixiao! Did you hold the baby?" Ms. Du urged, looking at her son standing by the crib.

Her elder didn't know that her new father's son, an omnipotent special military officer, was being overwhelmed by the little grandson!

Lu Beixiao looked at the small bed, wrapped in a swaddle, his face was half the size of his fist, his son, Lu Xiaogun, was also looking at him!

Being urged, he tried again, trying to lift the soft little thing out, and when his hand touched him, he immediately retracted.

Not fun!

This is nothing like the son he imagined!

A soft ball, like tofu, I dare not touch it, for fear that it will break!

He really wanted to wake up at him, the little guy got up on his own, got out of bed, and ran into his mother's arms!

"Hey! This kid!" Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, Ms. Du hurriedly walked over, picked up the baby grandson and put it in his arms, "Hold it!"

Lu Beixiao's arms were stiff, and the little Lu Xiaogun, who weighed less than five kilograms, was lying on his arm. His big eyes looked at his most admired father for an instant, but his father's expression was serious.

Ye Qiao looked at Lu Beixiao, who was five big and three thick, holding Lu Xiaogun the size of a cat in his arms, and his throat was a little choked.

Lu Xiaogun, your most admired father is holding you, are you happy?

The brat must be happy!

He really loves his father, his father is his own father, and her mother is not a relative! Humph!

Lu Beixiao cautiously placed Lu Xiaogun in her arms. He stood on the edge of the bed, watching the two children cuddling in the arms of the baby daughter-in-law. Why bother?

The two of them are very affectionate. How good the love is, now it's better, there are two more rivals with him!

"Lu Xiaogun, why are you not as heavy as your sister? You give nutrition to your sister, don't you? It hurts her so much!" Ye Qiao looked at Lu Xiaogun, who was not crying, and asked with a smile, his voice a little dumb. Up.

A tear fell from the corner of her eyes. Because of Lu Beixiao's presence, she could only speak to Lu Xiaogun in her heart.

But Lu Xiaogun never responded to her.

After a while, my sister cried again. Ye Qiao got up, held her sister in her arms, and tried to let her breastfeed. She knew that the sooner the breastfeeding started, the better. She advocated breastfeeding.

Lu Beixiao, who came back from serving her millet porridge, frowned and felt sour when seeing her breastfeeding.

But didn't say anything, love the house and the black!

Love House and Wu...

It's as if the two children are just his wife's children!

However, in the following days, I got up at night to warm the milk, feed the two children, and change the diapers. He got up to do the work, but the two little things seemed to be forever hungry and full. Then he pulled it again, so much that he hadn't had a good night's sleep for half a month!

"Lu Xiaogun, Lu Xiaowu! I told you that this is all for your mother's sake, do you know? Otherwise, I would have beaten you early!" When Ye Qiao entered the bedroom, he heard Mr. Lu whispered when the two children changed their diapers.