Mr.Xia, let's be together

"Shh..." Xia xuanzhe made a silent gesture to her, and then his eyes continued to fall on Xiao Lingmo. For more than three years, the child had no way to compare with the full moon. When he grew up, he looked handsome and more like him. The feeling of holding the little guy in his arms was indescribable. It was a wonderful feeling, He felt that he was completely beginning to like children now.

"Ah Zhe, I think I'd better take him to the hotel." Ke Xiaoxiao slowly walked to the bed and whispered with Xia xuanzhe. His apartment is very small, just one bedroom. At this time, Xiao Lingmo alone occupies most of the bed, which is larger than Xia xuanzhe's position. She just lies comfortably on her back. As soon as the little guy sleeps, she can only squeeze the sofa, This is secondary. The important thing is that she only feels strange when she lives here and faces Xia xuanzhe.

"I'm all asleep. I'll go tomorrow. You see, he slept so well. I blew his hair and fell asleep while blowing. This kid."

Seeing that neither father nor son meant to leave, she sighed, "well, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Then he turned to go, but his arm was pulled, "Xiaoxiao, you sleep in bed. I sleep on the sofa. I used to sleep like this with you, didn't I?" he sat up from the bed, then gently moved Xiao Lingmo's small body, pointed to the other side and said, "you sleep over there."

"I......" she hesitated. Xia xuanzhe stood up, went to the wardrobe, opened the door, and casually smoked a pajama she had worn before. "Here, go take a bath."

She glanced at the clothes in the cabinet as she had left, as if she had never been passive, and as if she had never left the room. Her nose was sour, "ah zhe..."

"Go ahead, wash first, hurry up, or I'll have to wait for a long time." she looked at her condescending. His strong and tall shrouded her petite, which brought her an unspeakable sense of familiarity and oppression. She didn't dare to stop in front of him anymore. She reached out to take her pajamas and ran away. Until she stood under the shower head, she could still hear her violent heartbeat.

After washing out, he still sat by the bed, patted Xiao Lingmo, and didn't care about his work. He looked at the child so blankly that he looked like a big president. He looked like a loving father. After standing for five seconds, she whispered, "ah Zhe, go wash."

But he didn't respond. He still looked at the child as motionless as a statue.

"Ah Zhe, I've washed it. Go quickly." he said, wiping his hair and increasing the volume. Xia xuanzhe woke up.

"Oh, I'll wash it. Look at Ling mo."

She couldn't help laughing. She didn't have to look at the child when he was asleep. She had brought it for three years. The child was easy. It didn't look like he was born in July. He was very healthy.

Xia xuanzhe went to take a bath. The sound of water soon came from the bathroom. Wearing pajamas, he comfortably lay on the bed he had slept in the past. He opened his eyes and closed his eyes. There was a familiar smell around him. Mo Mo slept really well. Go to sleep. She should also go to sleep. After sitting in the car for so long, she experienced Grandpa, the army and the army's mother. Now she lies in bed and recalls, The night was as unreal as a dream.

Night, began to fade into a dream.