Fu Jingyu grabbed her hand and kissed the back of her hand, "Am I such an irresponsible man?"
"It's not necessarily." Ye Fanxing said, "Who knows if you will? I'm not a roundworm in your stomach. I don't know what you're thinking."
"What am I thinking, you don't know?" Fu Jingyu raised his eyebrows.
"I have no idea."
He looked at Ye Fanxing intently, forced her to look at him, and took the opportunity to say, "I miss you, I miss you, I miss you."
"..." Ye Fanxing was nervous for a while by his gaze, he buried his face in his chest unconsciously, and dodged: "You're joking again."
"Let's go and see the candy." He wanted to see his daughter, but he insisted on pulling Ye Fanxing to watch it with him.
Ye Fanxing accompanied him.
In front of Fu Jingyu, she is a very gentle person, the longer the time, the deeper the gentleness will be.
She is by his side, by his side, by his side.
…
Candy hadn't woken up yet. As soon as Fu Jingyu saw her, he wanted to pick her up, but Ye Fanxing stopped him, "Don't wake her up, let her fall asleep."
Fu Jingyu stretched out a hand, put his arms around her, and accompany her to watch her sleeping daughter.
"Xingxing, she is very similar to you."
This is what Fu Jingyu said the most after Candy was born.
Every time he looked at his daughter, he always sighed like this, proud and satisfied.
It seems that she is glad that her daughter is like Ye Fanxing, not like Xiao Bulb.
Just imagine, Fu Jingyu faces a daughter who looks exactly like him every day. Although it looks good, he is not narcissistic to such an extent.
He still likes the shadow of Ye Fanxing on his daughter, because he wants to love her, love her, and supply what Ye Fanxing didn't have before to their little princess.
Ye Fanxing didn't look at the candy, but raised his head and looked at Fu Jingyu's satisfied eyes.
When he looked at his daughter, his eyes were very gentle.
She raised her head and kissed him on the cheek before he was ready.
Fu Jingyu retracted his gaze, looked at the mischievous kitten, and said solemnly, "What are you doing?"
His tone was calm and ambiguous like a mature man.
Ye Fanxing said confidently: "I want to kiss you, can't I?"
"Okay." He lowered his head, turned his back on the guest, and took the initiative to kiss her lips.
Such a silly kiss, and so tender.
Ye Fanxing was in a trance, as if he was in some unreal world of fairy tales.
When Fu Jingyu let go of her, she looked at his face and came back to her senses, this is the reality, this is her life now.
The little candy in the crib seemed to feel that he was ignored by his parents, and suddenly burst into tears, and the two of them refocused on their daughter.
Ye Fanxing said, "Didn't I tell you before that Little Watermelon is a little introverted? Everyone thinks he has autism."
"Um."
"But today, when he saw candy, he liked it. He doesn't look so autistic anymore."
"Um."
Fu Jingyu responded and said proudly, "No one doesn't like candy, she's so cute. Look at how good she is."
Ye Fanxing followed Fu Jingyu's gaze and glanced at the candy.
Candy is crying.
Where is it good
Ye Fanxing reached out and squeezed her little face lightly, "No good, ugly."
It was just a howling candy just now, as if feeling that Ye Fanxing was despising her, she squeezed out a few tears.
Fu Jing burst into tears when he met his daughter, and his voice became serious, "Ye Fanxing, don't bully her."
(Good night, continue to ask for a monthly pass...)
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