Lifting her little head, Little Milk Bag said seriously, "Baby is the most beautiful, and this hairstyle must match the baby!"
After saying that, he used his short little finger to smooth her hair.
He said "baby" as if he was too old.
The nickname "Bao Bao" is Sha Xingbao's nickname, but only the family members have always called her that. Xiao Naibao is the only child who dares to call her that.
Sha Xingbao was a little speechless at him, but did not correct him.
Unexpectedly, this indulged the little milk bag, and the little milk bag made a milky sound. She shouted "baby" from the left and "baby" from the right, and she screamed even more energetically.
"Baby, look, it's okay if you don't do your hair like this!"
"Baby, I can't reach the spoon, please feed me!"
"My baby likes the porridge made by the baby the most!"
The corners of Sha Xingbao's mouth continued to twitch.
In the corridor outside the door, Pei Chengxi walked slowly towards this side.
As soon as the door was opened and the baby entered the room, he heard the strong sound of the little milk bag saying "baby" one after another.
The corners of his eyes twitched. He walked over in a few steps, twisted up the small milk bag and put it on his knees. He straightened his little face. Pei Chengxi corrected him seriously, "Baby, be good, that's what I call baby." It’s not the little milk bag that screams.”
Pei Chengxi is actually driven by a desire for possession. In fact, for him, he is not happy as long as a male creature is called Sha Xingbao.
It’s not just for small milk bags.
The little girl seemed to have listened to what he said. She smiled at him with crooked eyebrows and tilted her head and asked seriously, "Otherwise, what would you call it? The baby doesn't even have an opinion!"
What he means is that Sha Xingbao himself didn’t say anything!
"Yes." Sha Xingbao was more partial to him and followed his words.
Pei Chengxi glanced at her coolly.
Sha Xingbao acted as if he didn't see it, and continued to feed the little milk bag while holding the dinner plate, "Baby, try this!"
The little girl opened her mouth and drank the porridge she sent her. She blinked her eyes and continued to smile innocently at Pei Chengxi, "Huh?"
"Call aunt!" Pei Chengxi corrected.
"Oh, little aunt." Xiao Naibao called out along with his words, adding a small word of his own.
The corner of Sha Xingbao's lips twitched slightly, but he did not correct it.
My little aunt is my little aunt, as long as he is happy.
Sha Xingbao was particularly doting on him, and there was no distinction between his age and age. The two of them, with such a big age difference, could often make the palace lively when they were together.
The little nanny also liked her, and was often taken care of by the servants, so he went to her room.
From the moment he entered the palace, he was almost brought up by Sha Xingbao and Pei Chengxi. His personality has the clever side of Sha Xingbao, the temper of Pei Chengxi, and some cold arrogance and natural nobility. I don't know who he inherited it from.
Pei Chengxi also dotes on Xiaobaobao and almost regards him as her own. He often takes Xiaobaobao with him when he goes to various places around the world.
I don’t know if it’s because they’ve been living together for a long time. Sometimes when he and Sha Xingbao travel with their children, they occasionally hear remarks that the child looks exactly like you two.
looks like
The child is only three and a half years old, and his whole face looks like a chubby little bun. How can you tell who he looks like
Pei Chengxi occasionally feels that the little milk bag looks a bit like Sha Xingbao.
However, after taking a closer look, I no longer feel that way.
Sha Xingbao is already so big, but her baby bump is still pink and nothing has grown. How does it look like her