Holding the soft little strawberry, Gong Wangheng could hardly describe his feelings at the moment.
He never thought that he would have a child, and that it would be his and his darling's child.
Maybe he should be surprised, but the feeling in the dream was very strange. He actually accepted this matter very calmly.
Little Strawberry is chubby all over, with two layers of flesh on his legs, like a Michelin tire man. But he is very light to hold, and you don't get tired at all. This is the same as when Bai Yuan was a child, he looks chubby, but he is actually as light as cotton candy.
Little Strawberry wants to hide the bracelet in Gong Wangheng's hands.
There seemed to be a feeling between them that could only be understood intuitively, but Gong Wangheng could feel that Xiao Strawberry trusted him very much.
After hiding in his father's arms, Little Strawberry confidently took the thing out of his mouth. It was covered with saliva and still wet, and he was about to hide it in Gong Wangheng's palm.
Gong Wangheng was surprised to find that he didn't dislike it at all and let Xiao Strawberry put the bracelet in his hand.
But Bai Yuan got there first.
Just as the bracelet was placed in Gong Wangheng's hand, Bai Yuan snatched it away and held it in his palm: "This is Madam's bracelet. I've told you so many times that you can't hide it secretly."
Little Strawberry baby was about to make a scene. He looked at Bai Yuan in disbelief, opened his mouth with only two front teeth, and quickly let out a baby cry.
It's so exaggerated that you can tell she's pretending to cry.
Bai Yuan said: "It's no use crying, you little rascal."
Gong Wangheng thought the way the little baby and the little little baby got along was very interesting.
When I first woke up, I saw that they looked like a parent and a child, but now looking at them again, they are clearly two children.
They also thought that their little baby was extremely smart. He looked only seven or eight months old and had only two front teeth, but he had not only learned how to fake cry and howl, but could also understand what Baiyuan meant.
Bai Yuan called him a little rascal, and he seemed to understand that this word was not a compliment to him. He stopped crying, pouted and looked at Bai Yuan.
Little Strawberry Baby: "Humph!"
He kicked off his socks and groaned, expressing his dissatisfaction fiercely.
"You little rascal, you're still kicking off your socks." Bai Yuan picked up the socks that were kicked to the ground by Strawberry, "I won't let you wear them anymore."
Little Strawberry Baby: "Humph!"
It seems like he is saying, if you don’t want to wear it, then don’t wear it. He doesn’t want to wear it yet.
Gong Wangheng felt that this moment was extremely warm. Although it was not like what normally happens between parents and children, it seemed like it was what their family should be like.
Bai Yuan took Little Strawberry from Gong Wangheng's hands and said, "You snorted at me, didn't you? You snorted at me just now, didn't you?"
Little Strawberry continued: "Hehehe!"
A baby who doesn't play by the rules will be hummed twice.
Gong Wangheng did not intervene or say anything, but just watched them quietly, curious about how Bai Yuan would handle this matter.
-Although what they did could not be considered a quarrel or argument, the scene of the two kids fighting each other was so funny, and Gong Wangheng looked at them with doting eyes.
Bai Yuan held Little Strawberry in his arms and did not follow the usual routine. He suddenly sucked Little Strawberry's face, making Little Strawberry scream.
Little Strawberry kicked its hands and feet, trying its best to escape from Baiyuan's clutches. Its dark pink little wings stretched out behind it and flapped hard, flying up at the fastest speed.
It flew and howled before landing on top of Gong Wangheng's head. The little guy lay on his father's head like a kitten, and then began to babble and complain.
You can’t blame Bai Yuan. It’s because the little guy’s face is so soft and easy to suck that he can’t control himself.
Once his eyes fell on that face, he couldn't move them away, and then his mouth couldn't help but suck on it.
Bai Yuan felt better after taking a sip of the strawberry. He was ready to wash the bracelet and said to Gong Wangheng, "I'm going to wash it. You stay with him first. The last time grandma came to see him, I don't know when he stole the bracelet..."
Gong Wangheng, with a little strawberry on his head, went into the bathroom with Bai Yuan.
Bai Yuan rinsed the bracelet and wiped it dry with a tissue. Seeing Gong Wangheng coming over, he asked, "Do you want to wash it? I saw him put the bracelet in your hand just now. It's covered in saliva and it's very dirty."
The little strawberry lying on top of his father's head got angry: "Dada!"
"You're still not convinced." Bai Yuan laughed, "You dirty little rascal."
Little Strawberry got even angrier: "Dadada!"
Bai Yuan gave Gong Wangheng a seat: "You should wash up too."
But Gong Wangheng didn't move. He stood there and looked at Bai Yuan. He took the little strawberry off his head and suddenly said, "I feel very happy now."
Bai Yuan: “… huh?”
Bai Yuan said with some confusion: "You look really strange today, not like usual at all."
Gong Wangheng: "Because I'm especially happy today. I can see you and the child when I wake up. I'm really happy."
Bai Yuan looked at him and finally smiled: "Come and wash your hands."
"I want to kiss you first." Gong Wangheng said, "I'm afraid if this is a dream, you'll be gone when I wake up."
Bai Yuan said: "How could it be a dream? What you said today was also strange."
Little Strawberry nodded and agreed: "Papa, dada, da!"
Although he said this, Bai Yuan still moved closer to Gong Wangheng and wanted to kiss him actively.
But when the kiss from the little baby was about to land on the corner of his mouth, the scene around him suddenly began to spin.
All the lights and furnishings in the room were kneaded together into a rapidly rotating ball of black. The black gradually expanded, occupying all of Gong Wangheng's vision, and even brought a strong sense of shock and pain.
Boom, bang.
Gong Wangheng opened his eyes and found that he had fallen off the sofa, with several books falling on his head.
pain.
The corner of the book hit him directly on the forehead, awakening him immediately.
He rubbed his forehead and stood up. The house was quiet. It was not a strange house. There was no Little Strawberry and no his little baby.
It was just a dream after all.
Gong Wangheng turned around. Even though everything that happened just now was extremely real, dreams are just dreams after all and cannot lead to reality.
After waking up, Gong Wangheng felt regret for the first time for the dream he could not fulfill.
Their little strawberries are so cute, and he really felt happy in his dream.
It was rare that he stood there in a daze for a while, and his emotions were unable to immediately come back from the dream.
At this time, Bai Yuan opened the door and came back. The young man, with a summer heat all over his body, shouted as he entered the door: "It's so hot, so hot, why is it so hot this year? I'm going to die."
Only when Gong Wangheng heard his voice did he feel more of the reality.
The boy took off his shoes at the entrance, without even putting on slippers, and trotted barefoot to the kitchen. He found a bottle of carbonated drink from the refrigerator and gulped down half of it.
He complained: "I won't go to rehearsal anymore. I'm going to be killed by summer. I'm going to stay at home and not go anywhere."
After finishing the drink, he squatted down and looked through the refrigerator, holding a popsicle in one hand and ice cream in the other. His little face was flushed and his forehead was soaked with sweat. It was obvious that he was really hot outside.
Gong Wangheng walked over silently and hugged him from behind.
The little baby twisted his body to avoid it: "No, no, don't hug me now, I'm dying of heat."
But he failed to evade, Gong Wangheng forcefully picked him up and threw him onto the sofa in a few steps.
The little baby screamed and raised his hands high, afraid that the ice cream and popsicles would fall.
—What’s going on now? Why was he pressed on the sofa just after he came back? The little darling asked Gong Wangheng in confusion: “??? What are you going to do???”
Gong Wangheng looked at him and said seriously, "I want strawberries."
Baby:"???"
The author has something to say: Little Strawberry (crawling around): dadada! dada! dadada! da! (I’m leaving now to be a free strawberry!)