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Chapter 1328: Super Dad (37)

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Her heart tightened, Xia Nuan quickly put down the telescope and hid behind the trunk of the spruce tree.

After a moment, he dared to stick his head out and look in the direction of the balcony from a distance.

At this time, Xicheng on the balcony had put the cigarette into his mouth and was lighting the lighter to light the cigarette.

Such a long distance, such a dark night... It was naturally impossible for him to see Xia Nuan wearing a black coat in the darkness in the distance. The reason why he came out of the room was just to have a cigarette on the balcony.

Because of the two cigarettes left by his sister, he started to learn to smoke. Over the past two years, he has become addicted to cigarettes. Although he is not as aggressive as the old smokers, he smokes three or four cigarettes every day, especially When staying up late at night to work.

I was just worried that the little guy would inhale his own second-hand smoke, so I walked to the balcony.

The balcony is open, so it is naturally extremely cold on such a winter night. Not long after I stood there, the cold air started to rise from my feet wearing only slippers, like a cold finger touching my skin.

Raising his hand to pull on the cotton nightgown, he opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of blue-gray smoke. The wind blew in his face, and he coughed lowly. For fear of disturbing the child, he hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his palms.

He looked sideways inside the room to make sure the little guy wasn't affected by him, and put the cigarette to his lips again.

Putting his arms on the railing of the balcony, he stared at the night with slightly squinted eyes. Naturally, the things he was thinking about were also related to the child and Xia Nuan.

Outside the hospital.

Xia Nuan hid behind the tree and peeked several times to make sure he didn't notice her, and then her heart dropped back to where she was.

This one should be Xicheng's bedroom. As for the child, he bought so many children's products in the mall today. I don't know where the child will be placed, whether with him or in another room.

He is still up so late. Is it because the child is not feeling well or because he is working

He was troubled in his heart, but had no way to confirm it, so he could only pick up the telescope and look at the window behind him again.

There were curtains hanging on the window, and there was only a small gap that let in light. Naturally, from her angle, she couldn't clearly see what was going on inside the window.

Moving her palm slightly, Xia Nuan's eyes fell on Xicheng again.

The man was smoking a cigarette, and from time to time he would turn his face and look into the room, as if he was looking at someone - thinking about it, Nian Nian should be in the same room with him, right

Thinking this way, he has already accepted Nian Nian. After seeing his interaction with Nian Nian in the restaurant, he was still very concerned about Nian Nian. After all, father and son are connected, and he thought he would find it difficult to accept this child...

It seemed that Niannian had already fallen asleep, and her previous worries were unnecessary.

Xia Nuan's mood gradually calmed down, and the object of attention in her heart shifted from Nian Nian to Xicheng.

With the help of the telescope, she could clearly see Xicheng's face. The man frowned, and his handsome face became more and more pure and pure behind the blue-gray smoke. Only his furrowed eyebrows revealed his anxiety at the moment.

He always likes to frown.

Remember, when she had just transferred to his high school, she stood on the podium and immediately saw Xicheng sitting in the middle seat.

That boy was completely different from the half-grown teenagers in the class. Everyone's eyes were on her, but he just looked at her calmly and then moved his eyes back to the books spread out on the table.

Later, the teacher arranged for her to sit at the same table with him. After she sat down, she saw the staff spread out on his desk, and Xicheng was frowning, crossing out a string of notes just written on it.