Tong Qiao carried her daughter back to the living room, put the child on the sofa, put her in diapers and pants, then looked at Shu Xin, who was looking at An An eagerly, and asked, "Do you want to hold her?"
Shu Xin smiled, "Can I? Doesn't it say that pregnant people can't hold babies?"
"I don't believe this. Just be careful with your belly. An'an is almost six months old and can kick people. Be careful not to let her kick you."
"Yeah, I'll pay attention." Shu Xin took the child, lowered her head and kissed her tender little face, "She has a milky scent, which smells good."
Speaking of milk, Tong Qiao remembered that it was time for An An to take milk before bed, "You help me hold her for a while, and I'll prepare milk powder for An An."
"Yeah." Shu Xin lowered her head and started teasing An An, sometimes pulling her little hands, and sometimes touching her fleshy little feet.
After Tong Qiao fed An An, he followed Aunt Lin's example and placed her on his shoulders, patted her back gently, and then put her down until she hiccupped.
Shu Xin looked curious about the baby and asked, "What were you doing just now?"
"Burp the baby. It's not easy to burp the baby after feeding."
An An, who had eaten and drank enough, fell asleep in Tong Qiao's arms in a short time. Tong Qiao took the child back to the room and put it on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and placed a pillow on each side, just in case she rolled down.
Tong Qiao came out of the living room but didn't see Shu Xin. She saw the door of another room opened. When she walked to the door, she saw Shu Xin lying on the bed and talking to Lu Ziqian, "Why is he awake?"
Shu Xin touched Lu Ziqian's furry head, "He just got up to drink water, and when he saw me, he pulled me in to chat."
"Tong Qiao, go to bed. Aunt Shu promised to sleep with me tonight." Lu Ziqian spoke in a bratty tone, "Remember to close the door when you go out."
Tong Qiao glared at Lu Ziqian, then looked at Shu Xin, "You have a wedding tomorrow, don't you think it's good to sleep here tonight?"
"It doesn't matter, just get up early tomorrow." Shu Xin waved to Tong Qiao, "Good night."
Tong Qiao hesitated to speak and stood at the door for a while before closing the door and going out. As soon as he walked to the living room, Lu Jinshen came out of the bathroom wearing a white bathrobe. His hair was wet, and his face showed the sharpness and fortitude of a soldier.
He asked: "Did you sleep peacefully?"
"Yeah." Tong Qiao looked away, not daring to look directly at Lu Jinshen, "I'll wash your clothes."
When Tong Qiao passed by Lu Jinshen, he held her wrist and took a few steps towards her.
Tong Qiao smelled the refreshing scent of shower gel on his body and his unique masculine scent, and hurriedly wanted to avoid it.
Lu Jin held her wrist tightly and raised his lips slightly, "What are you hiding from? I won't eat you, I just want to say thank you."
Tong Qiao refused to admit it and said with a pinched neck: "Who is hiding? I am going to wash clothes."
Lu Jin nodded with a half-smile, let go of Tong Qiao, and walked towards Lu Ziqian's room.
Tong Qiao stood there for two seconds with her eyebrows furrowed, then she caught up with Lu Jinshen and stood in front of him, "You sleep in my room."
Lu Jinshen thought he heard wrongly, "What did you say?"
Tong Qiao pinched her eyebrows irritably, and the back of her ears turned red quietly, "My wife is sleeping with the little devil."
Lu Jin's eyes darkened for a moment, and he looked at Tong Qiao without smiling.
"Would you like to sleep or not?" Tong Qiao said nothing, turned around and walked quickly towards the bathroom.
Lu Jinshen watched Tong Qiao enter the bathroom, pulled the collar of his bathrobe to open it wider, then loosened the belt around his waist, and then entered Tong Qiao's room with a smile on his face.