The little bun patted his chest like a little adult, and looked at Qin Ning seriously.
At this moment, Qin Ning's nose was a little sour. It was the first time she felt warmth from a child. This feeling is indescribable...
She hugged the little bun tightly, and suddenly thought, if only she could grow up with this child.
"Mummy, are you crying?" Little Baozi asked softly seeing that Qin Ning had been silent.
Qin Ning shook her head, "Mommy didn't cry. Mommy was just thinking, if your daddy figured it out, he would take you away. Then I... I will never see such a cute baby like you again."
"Mummy is not afraid. Even if Dad comes to take me away, I will not leave. Dad has second uncles, grandparents, and is not alone at all. But Mommy is different. Mommy lives alone, which is very pitiful. I Be the one who protects Mommy and stay with Mommy all the time!" Xiao Baozi said sensiblely.
Qin Ning couldn't help but kissed the little bun, "Baby, if you are really my child, how wonderful it would be."
"I was born by Mommy." Xiao Baozi said stubbornly, raising his head.
"Hehe..." Qin Ning smiled, and gently stroked the little guy's cheek, thinking: How could I be your biological mother. You look so good-looking, your biological mother must also be a perfect woman. Otherwise... how could Mu Yucheng give birth to you with her.
"Mommy, baby is hungry. Let's find something to eat." Xiao Baozi rubbed his stomach. He digested quickly at a young age, and his chest was already hungry on his back.
Qin Ning nodded, helped the little bun to wash up, and then took him to eat buns and stroll in the park.
Throughout the day, they were like a pair of sons, mothers and sons, doing many happy things.
When he came home at night, Xiao Baozi was already so tired that he fell asleep. With him on her back, Qin Ning walked out of the elevator slowly...
When the voice-activated light in the corridor turned on, Qin Ning was startled.
There was a man standing in front of the door of her apartment, a tall and tall man in a suit.
It's Muyu City.
The man's face was not smoky, it was as cold as an iceberg from the Ice Age. When he saw Qin Ning carrying the little bun, his deep eyes darkened.
"It's so big, you can't walk by yourself?" The cold voice hit the little bun.
Little Baozi, who was not dead, trembled when he heard his father's voice, slowly opened his eyes, hugged Qin Ning's neck, pretended to be very scared and said, "Mummy, help me."
Qin Ning patted Xiao Baozi's hand, looked up at Mu Yucheng, "Mr. Mu, let's go in and talk. Don't scare the child."
Mu Yucheng nodded, his eyes fixed on his son.
Xiao Baozi was a little guilty when Mu Yucheng looked at him, and kept wondering why his father came so early. Didn't their script require their father to come in three days?
After the door was closed, Qin Ning put the little bun on the bed and poured a glass of water for Mu Yucheng, "Mr. Mu is here today to talk about the baby?"
"Baby?" Mu Yucheng looked at the little bun.
Qin Ning nodded, "Well, the nickname I gave him. Mr. Mu doesn't like to be called, so he doesn't have to."
Mu Yucheng didn't speak, his slender and beautiful fingers rubbed the glass closed, as if he was thinking about something.
Half a minute later, he said, "Miss Qin, I'll take him home."
Hearing this, Qin Ning's heart skipped a beat, obviously with a hint of reluctance.
Is this going to separate you from the cute little bun?