Even though he is still the size of a pair of palms, from his immature face, one can see the beauty of Long Muchen, who is as glamorous as Long Muchen, and is full of evil spirits.
Qian Duoduo was originally a little bitch, and facing her own son again, she slipped away—he sucked in a mouthful of saliva, blinked and stretched out her hand: "Let me hug you!"
Long Muchen pulled his body, and hid behind him together with Little Tudou: "Duo'er, you just gave birth, you shouldn't be too tired, you should lie down and rest, besides, look, this little guy sleeps so soundly, you If this hug wakes him up again, this little bastard will cry again!"
Qian Duoduo's outstretched hand paused for a moment, then retracted unwillingly.
Although she wanted to hug her baby very much, what Fourteen said was also reasonable. If a child starts to cry, it will be endless, especially the little potato, when it is hit in the womb, it will be noisy. She was constantly tossing and couldn't sleep well night after night, if she really woke him up, it would be really difficult to coax him.
Thinking of this, Qian Duoduo reluctantly hummed, drooped her head, and looked at the little guy with a dejected expression.
Just carrying the quilt, wrapping her body, lying down to rest for a while, she felt that her hair was caught by something, and she felt a little pain from struggling.
Qian Duoduo lowered her head in doubt, only to see that the baby in the swaddle had opened her eyes at some point, and was playing with her hair with her soft paws up.
In the glowing red mouth, small bubbles were happily spitting out, babbling non-stop.
Like a little bird waiting to be fed, it can't wait to find its mother.
With that cute and cute look, Qian Duoduo's loving mother burst out in an instant. He reached out and hugged Little Tudou, and then protected him in his arms: "Little baby, are you awake?"
Seeing Qian Duoduo laughing so much, Long Muchen called the bastard 'little baby' in an incomparably gentle way. He gave Little Tudou a hard look, and began to eat carelessly with vinegar.
Since I was a child, I have never been called "little baby" by your mother, but you, a brat, took the lead. Damn it, I really regret giving birth to you. It's just here to grab favor from your father and me !
Little Tudou seems to be teasing Long Muchen on purpose, the angrier he gets, the more fun the little thing is playing with.
After he cast a triumphant wink at Long Muchen cunningly, he turned his head and nestled in Qian Duoduo's arms.
Then, with a particularly innocent, particularly wronged, and very cute look, he looked at her pitifully.
With a pursed mouth, tears were about to piss~ I also sniffed my nose and let out a slight whimpering sound, as if I was complaining again: Mother—I was thrown aside by my father when I was born, don’t you guys like me? , don't want me anymore
Qian Duoduo looked at Little Tudou crying, her heart felt so aggrieved that her heart softened to water, and she choked up sobbing one after another, which made Qian Duoduo feel extremely distressed.
Bowing her head and kissing her son's eyelashes, Qian Duoduo coaxed softly; "Baby, stop crying, mother is here, what do you want to do, tell mother, huh?"
Long Muchen gritted his teeth with hatred, this bastard was simply darker and more cunning than himself, when he saw Qian Duoduo he started acting coquettishly and cutely, he was really not cute at all!
Resisting the urge to lift his legs and smash the potato flat, he took a deep breath, pulled the corners of his lips mechanically, and said with a smile: "Duo'er, maybe the potato is hungry, come on, give him to me, Ben The king brought the wet nurse to nurse."