Su Qingyu smiled reluctantly: “Okay, mom doesn’t cry.”
Li Tingchen stretched out his hand and picked her up, “Why are you sitting on the ground?”I’m not afraid of getting cold.”
Li Qingchen followed with her short legs. Su Qingyu was temporarily relieved of so much coldness by Li Qingchen’s warm heart. She asked lightly, “Is Qingchen okay?””
“It’s not a big deal. It’s a slight concussion. It’s not serious. Don’t worry.”
“That’s good.”
Su Qingyu got down from his arms, patted the air bed with his left hand, and motioned to Li Qingchen to climb up.
Li Tingchen dragged the little guy’s ass and lifted him onto the bed. He quickly crawled to Su Qingyu’s side, “Mom, go to sleep.””
Su Qingyu stretched out his hand and scraped his nose, “Okay, auntie hugged you to sleep.”
The little guy is dissatisfied with the name auntie, “Yes, mom.”
Su Qingyu didn’t continue to argue with him about this issue, but thought of something and looked at Li Tingchen, “What did you want to tell me about Qingchen before?””
When he got to his mouth, Li Tingchen swallowed it again. Someone wanted to attack the child, but he didn’t know which side it was.
The fewer people who know about this, the better.
“It’s nothing, it’s just that the child wants to see you.”
Su Qingyu intuitively knew that what he was going to say was not about this, but he couldn’t guess what he was going to say.
Anyway, he didn’t want to say it.
Su Qingyu lay down on the bed with the child in his arms, the skylight on the top was open, and the sky could be clearly seen.
The little guy pointed to the sky and smiled and said, “Mom, look, stars.”
Li Tingchen took advantage of the situation and lay down on the other side. Li Qingchen grabbed one of the two of them by the hand and smiled very happily, “Dad, Mom.”
Su Qingyu opened her mouth to argue, but when she thought that the child didn’t understand this at all, why should she say more.
Besides, for a child, as long as he is safe and smooth, he will grow up happily.
Soon Li Qingchen closed his eyes, and he leaned his head in Su Qingyu’s arms, sleeping soundly, with a wisp of shiny saliva at the corner of his mouth.
Su Qingyu stretched out his hand to wipe it away, staring at him tenderly.
I don’t know if the child in my stomach will be very similar to Li Qingchen when it is born?After all, they are all Li Tingchen’s children.
“Susu.”