Three Hundred and Nineteenth Born With

To be honest, Zhan Lian's current personality is not a bit better than before the end of the world. Before the end of the world, if she said something he didn't like to hear, she would explode on the spot. How could she go out so wronged? ?

Then An Ran sat on the edge of the table sucking the noodles, remembered the little mint next door, sighed again, hurriedly finished the noodles, went to the next door, and called the little mint who was standing by the doll's bed blankly Come here, let Little Mint eat some noodles first. ┡『Text ΔWx-on:w%W． Ke Wai Shu . O R: G> [full text reading]

Little Mint still had the temperament to accept whatever she arranged, even An Ran let her sit and eat noodles, as if she was becoming more and more numb and lost her own emotions.

Zhan Lian leaned against the guardrail of Gaoping, where the sun was a little bit poisonous, and because he was a little annoyed, he habitually reached into his trouser pockets to get the cigarettes inside, but he picked them out and thought about it , Throwing it directly from the guardrail.

Then he watched An Ran call Xiao Bohe to go to another room, leaving Zhan Anxin alone next door.

one person!

Zhan Lian's mind suddenly became active, glanced at An Ran and Xiao Bohe's room, stepped forward with long legs, and quickly walked to the door of Zhan Anxin's room, gently opened the door, full of excitement, went in, and opened the door. Hand, slowly stretched out to Zhan Anxin on the white crib.

"you..."

He lowered his head hesitantly, watching Zhan Anxin, who was sleeping soundly, slowly opened his sleepy eyes in the crib, his little mouth yawned, and a thin blanket was draped over his round belly , The small hands with fat flesh piled up waved and grabbed the blanket on his body.

Her mother took her really well. Although the weather was very hot, the child's ability to regulate body temperature was still not very good. Because she was afraid of fighting and catching cold, she was dressed in a cotton monk's suit with piss on her buttocks. A pair of breathable socks were worn on the feet.

There are two red woolen cherries on the socks. As Zhan Anxin lifts and kicks his legs, the two little cherries dangle, very cute.

Zhan Anxin's whole body is clean and tidy, and she looks very comfortable, charming and cute.

However, seeing Zhan Anxin humming, raising his hand and kicking his legs again, Zhan Lian felt as if he was on the verge of a formidable enemy, lay down on the side of the crib seriously, and asked:

"Why are you awake?"

It's broken now, what should I do if I wake up?

A child who is three months and a few days old,

The flesh on that hand was piled up into several creases, and her white skin was thinner than paper. She was holding a small fist and waving it around. A thin blanket on her belly was still stuck in a small fist. Her bulging pair of Eyes, looking at Zhan Lian's sunglasses hanging on the skirt, a round face of a little doll is reflected on it, and the doll grinned.

"What's so funny?"

Zhan Lian moved his face closer to the doll, and the little face on the sunglasses got bigger, so the doll laughed even harder, and the little body was in the crib, almost bursting with laughter.

"Is it funny? Doesn't Daddy look like a comedian?"

Zhan Lian pulled his face away again, the baby stopped laughing just now, and laughed again, Zhan Lian found a little pattern, pulled his face away, and teased the baby closer, very happy.

He felt that this must be the natural blood relationship between their father and daughter, so that there was no barrier between him and his daughter. His daughter smiled when she saw him, which proved that her daughter must understand that he is her father!

Look, father-daughter relationship does not need to be cultivated, it is born with it!

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