Chapter 558

The pudding popped out the pacifier, raised his head, and looked at Shen Zhiyu with dripping eyes, learning his words: "Baba... Overtime..."

Shen Zhiyu touched his little head: "well, let's wait a little longer. Before dad comes, I'll coax you to sleep."

The pudding continues to suck the bottle.

It wasn't long before the doorbell suddenly rang.

"It's supposed to be dad." Shen Zhiyu got up from the sofa with the pudding and went to the door.

"Daddy's coming to pick up the pudding." As he spoke, he opened the door.

However, when he saw the figure outside, his smile froze on his face.

Summer to the north?

Since the last time he answered the phone and left in a hurry, he didn't show up again one day or another. Shen Zhiyu thought that he was detained at home and would not come back. Unexpectedly, he would be in front of him again so soon, and it was still so late.

The boy supported the wall beside him with his hands. His knees were slightly bent, his hair was messy, and his face was unusually white. He should have come in a hurry. His chest heaved violently, and he couldn't breathe.

Shen Zhiyu subconsciously wants to close the door, but Xia Beiqing resists the door. His voice is very hoarse: "Mr. Shen..."

Shen Zhiyu thought of the phone call Xia Bei had picked up a few days ago. He vaguely understood something, so he said, "you should go home instead of coming to me. Don't let your family worry any more."

The Summer North inclines to tremble lips petal, still want to say what.

At this time, the pudding suddenly gave a loud milk burp.

Xia Beiqing noticed that Shen Zhiyu was still holding a baby in his arms. He glanced at the pudding and twisted his eyebrows.

"This kid..."

He had seen it in the photo sent by the detective.

The little pudding was frightened by Xia Beiqing's eyes. She hugged the bottle with one hand and put her arms around Shen Zhiyu's neck with the other. She was lying in Shen Zhiyu's arms and humming.

Shen Zhiyu stroked the back of the pudding and coaxed: "not afraid..."

Listening to Shen Zhiyu's soft voice, and even thinking of his cold treatment to himself, Xia Beiqing's chest burst into a group of jealousy, crackling and burning more and more vigorously in his heart.

Xia Beiqing asked in a gloomy tone: "who is he? What does it have to do with you? "

"He..." Shen Zhiyu was about to answer.

At this time, the head of the pudding rubbed against his chest twice. Then, he raised his head, pursed his mouth, and happened to kiss Shen Zhiyu's chin. He giggled and cried to Shen Zhiyu: "Ma Ma Ma... Ma Ma Ma..."

“……”

Xia Beiqing felt as if he had been hit by a pawn, and his eyes were red instantly. He grabbed the soft arm of the pudding and gritted his teeth: "what do you call him?"

The pudding didn't know whether it was scared or pinched. She opened her mouth and cried. Tears fell down. Her face turned red.

Shen Zhiyu immediately pats Xia Beiqing's hand, tightens the pudding floor, and takes two steps back, just like a hen protecting her cubs, staring at Xia Beiqing angrily.

"What's the matter with you? He is just a child

Xia Beiqing recovered his reason from jealousy and took back his hand rigidly.

He should be really crazy, even a child's vinegar to eat.

no This is not an ordinary child, this is Wei Heng's son, and... This little boy dare to call Shen Zhiyu Ma Ma?!

They are like a family of three. What is he?!