The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Mo Junzhe froze in place at that moment.

He could only quietly look at the pink and tender little dumpling on the bed, his ears filled with the cry of "Wow wow wow".

Fragmented but distinct.

"Here, diapers."

Bai Xiran took out a piece and threw it to his hand, quietly watching the father and daughter confront each other from a distance.

He glanced at the poor little girl on the bed, and then at the bewildered man standing there.

Xiumei raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why, are you not happy?"

"No."

The man's face was somewhat embarrassed.

He can't admit it directly, he can't.

Little Treasure has lived in an incubator since he was born, and then spent most of his time in the hospital until he was one year old. He rarely experienced changing diapers.

The arms and legs of the little girl in his arms were too thin, and Mo Junzhe suspected that he would break her with just a little effort.

But I was crying so hard.

"It's easy to get out of breath after crying for a long time, and if you keep lingering like this, she will feel uncomfortable." Bai Xiran reminded her friendly.

The man's brows were already wrinkled together, and after doing enough mental construction, he finally reached out to pick up the little girl's pants.

Diapers are not tight.

When he found the opening, he opened it. There were not many emotional ups and downs on his face, and there was tension hidden in his brows and eyes.

Finally ripped apart.

Tossed in the trash.

Bai Xiran stood beside her with her arms folded, quietly watching the scene.

After thinking about it, I took out my phone and took a picture.

Recording the moment when the little girl was growing up and her father changed her diaper for the first time.

"It's the other way around." She still didn't forget to remind.

Mo Junzhe changed the diaper in a daze, and put it on again seriously.

Afraid that it would be too tight, I pulled it on purpose.

"Is that all right?"

"It's okay. You might as well take her out, I'm going to take a nap." Bai Xiran had a cold attitude, waving her hands casually to direct her, while she lay down on the bed by herself.

Looking up at the man who was still in a daze, he laughed, "Why, you don't want to take care of your daughter, do you?"

Mo Junzhe was a little annoyed.

He leaned over and hugged the powder dumpling in his arms, with his hands almost upright, for fear of hurting her.

He just walked out of the room stiffly.

"Sir! Why are you... carrying Miss, hugging me like this..."

The servant is teaching him outside.

Bai Xiran was lying on the bed, and could vaguely hear the conversations.

The man seemed a little clumsy, and his movements were extra cautious, not daring to use force at all.

"Be sure to support your neck. At this time, your neck can't stand upright naturally. Put your other hand on your waist and buttocks...Mr. did a good job. If you're tired, put it on your lap."

Mo Junzhe hugged for a long time.

He sat quietly in the living room and looked at the clock on the wall.

Two hours have passed.

Xiaobao was still watching TV, the woman in the master bedroom who said she was going to take a nap hadn't woken up yet, and the one in her arms... was still fast asleep.

until dinner time.

Bai Xiran came down from upstairs sleepily, stretched, and walked straight to the man.

"Give me your daughter."

The man looked her up and down, and said in a bad tone, "You let me take care of you."

"Hmm, so what?"

She leaned over and blinked her almond eyes a few times, not quite sure what she heard.

"Do you want to keep holding?"

Mo Junzhe pursed his thin lips tightly, not knowing how to refute for a while.

His hands... are sore.

But the dissatisfaction in his heart finally overcame the soreness in his arm, and he said straight, "Of course, it's my daughter after all."