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Aunt Jiang looked at the little baby who was held in Shao Wenfeng's arms, and then raised her eyes to see Shao Wenfeng who was wiping the little baby's face with his head down. A bold idea formed in his mind.

"Mom?" Seeing that Aunt Jiang would not go out for a while, Shao Wenfeng couldn't help but look up and draw her attention back.

Pursing her lips, Aunt Jiang raised her head and looked at Shao Wenfeng with complicated eyes, then at the little baby, took a deep breath and asked softly, "Xiaofeng, is the little baby actually your son?"

If not, how could his son take care of him so hard?In any case, it was a piece of meat that he gave birth to. Although his son went abroad with his father in the early years, there is some truth to what he said when he was three years old. He has never seen him getting close to the neighbor's children since he was a child.

Shao Wenfeng froze for a moment, blinked his eyes, and his heart constricted and beat violently for a moment.But who is he?He is Shao Wenfeng. If he can be confused by a single word for so many years, I am afraid his company will not develop to the current scale.

His expression remained the same, his breath was not disturbed, he put the baby who was no longer crying on the bed like a normal person, and then changed the diaper and wiped his buttocks familiarly.

"Mom, why do you say that, Momo will be angry when he hears it."

Aunt Jiang frowned tightly, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that her suspicion was well-founded.

The little baby looks like her son, even Lao Han said he does.And if it wasn't his own son, how could he take such good care of him?Besides, as far as what Han Mo said about the girlfriend he met on the plane, it is not right to calculate the time. That's right, why did Han Mo lie?It must be helping her son hide the truth.

In addition, after Han Mo came back, her son ran home every day, either for food or for bed.

"Be serious, if it weren't for your child to take care of you so hard? I'm so easy to fool when you are your mother! When Momo brought the child back, the excuses made up were so bad, if he didn't help you Keep it secret, you two have something to do together."

Aunt Jiang stared and snorted coldly, "I gave birth to you, but I don't know about your gaudy intestines? You must have made a woman pregnant, and then begged Momo to help you speak the original words." Go!"

Shao Wenfeng took a deep breath and almost didn't laugh.

What's in his mother's head, how can she come up with such a mess?

"Mom, mom, mom, my dear mother, go back to sleep quickly, this child is mine, really mine, you are right, go to sleep quickly, go to sleep." Stand up and push the old man The wife's shoulders went out, nodding as she walked.

After he admitted so straightforwardly, Aunt Jiang was a little confused. Maybe... I was thinking wrong?

Shao Wenfeng closed the door, turned around and smiled muffledly, shaking his shoulders.

I could see clearly the tangled expression on his mother's face just now. It turned out that the generous admission saved a lot of excuses. He was right in saying that the child is his flesh and blood, but it was not born of a wild woman. It was born by Han Mo, who is to blame if his mother doesn't believe it?It's not good to overdo it.

The little baby was lying on his back on the bed, his little meaty hands were holding his little meaty feet, his body was curled up, his little mouth was biting his feet, and he was eating deliciously.

Shao Wenfeng came out of the shower and saw his son on the bed with his big eyes gnawing on his feet. He smiled and walked over to sit beside him, "Honey, do you miss Dad?"

The little baby seemed to know the pronunciation of Dad. As soon as Shao Wenfeng said it, he let go of his feet and turned his head to look for Han Mo in the room. He didn't see Han Mo, but turned back to look at Shao Wenfeng with his big moist eyes. with a small mouth.

"Hmm, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Trying to sit up, he pulled Shao Wenfeng's arm and rubbed it over to let the man hug him, chattering alien languages ​​in his arms.

Shao Wenfeng's head was full of question marks, he actually admired Han Mo, how could he be able to talk to this kid.

Thinking about Han Mo's usual pronunciation and movements, he hugged the little baby and lowered his head to talk to the baby who was raising his head, "Ah, oh, ah, dad, baby, say dad."

The little baby giggled happily, opening his mouth and screaming.

The father and son talked for a while, Shao Wenfeng looked at the time and it was getting late, so he quickly put the baby in the quilt beside him, covered him with the quilt and coaxed him to sleep.

As a result, the little guy was full of energy and didn't want to sleep. Even if he was covered under the quilt, he kept kicking his legs.

Shao Wenfeng was already very tired today, and the little baby didn't cooperate, so he had to talk to him, which made the man wake up after only two hours of sleep at night.

The little guy went to bed late, and when Shao Wenfeng woke up, the little baby was still sleeping, and the way he slept soundly made the man really jealous.

He drove to the hospital with the minced meat porridge made by Aunt Jiang in the morning, and it was okay. No one else lived in the room where Han Mo lived, and Song Xinye tossed and baked pancakes all night on the empty hospital bed.

He turned over when he couldn't sleep, and the noisy Han Mo didn't get a good rest at night, and lost his temper when he woke up in the morning, and he didn't like everything.

Song Xinye asked Han Mo, are you pregnant again, which directly made him explode.

"Song Xinye, you stupid bear, no wonder Zhang Mao looks down on you, you are a fucking idiot, you don't have cells in your brain!" As a result of the roar, his face turned pale from pain, and he was breathing heavily.

When Shao Wenfeng entered the door, he just caught up with Han Mo shouting the last sentence, and then he saw him sitting there with his upper body propped up, with one hand covering his stomach.

"Momo." Quickly put down the thermos, glared at Song Xinye and stretched out his hand to hold Han Mo in his arms, holding his hand with one hand to prevent him from pressing the incision, and with the other along his back to help him breathe.

After Han Mo took several deep breaths, he was finally relieved.

He tilted his head and waited for the man with a tense face, and stared at him, "You too, get out, one or two!"

If it weren't for the relationship between this man and him, Song Xinye would not have said that he was pregnant, and his temper was not so violent when he was pregnant!He just can't pee!

Shao Wenfeng sighed, looked up at Song Xinye who was smiling helplessly, and asked in puzzlement, "Why did you lose your temper so much? Did you bully him?"

If it weren't for the fear of affecting other patients in the hospital, Song Xinye would have roared.

Bully his uncle!I've always been the one being bullied, okay?

"How dare I bully him. I wanted to urinate last night, but I couldn't urinate. The nurse said that it was normal because the effect of the anesthetic had not gone away. Then I wanted to urinate again, but I still couldn't urinate. The doctor came and said If he still can't urinate at noon, he needs to have a catheter, and he'll be irritated and uncomfortable, and when I say he has the same emotional ups and downs as a pregnant woman, his hair will explode."

Shrugging, Song Xinye helplessly spread his hands.

He's really innocent, he really hasn't done anything bad.Even if he couldn't sleep and turned over last night, it wouldn't disturb Han Mo's sleep. He still has this self-consciousness.Han Mo's inability to sleep is purely due to urination!I always blame him for everything, and he is not in a good mood.

Shao Wenfeng looked down at Han Mo who was leaning on his chest with his lips pursed, and raised his hand to rub his head, "Shall I wipe your face?"

Han Mo curled his lips and didn't speak.

His little stomach was uncomfortable, but he couldn't urinate, and he wanted to cry.

"...Han Mo, I'm going back first, and I'll come back at night." Song Xinye was a little uncomfortable with Shao Wenfeng's attitude towards Han Mo, and he felt restless.

I have met Shao Wenfeng a few times, and every time he is impressed by the man's outward indifference, especially the ability to have his own listed company at the age of 30 has attracted many men.Handsome, rich, and cool, he attracts other men and women.It would be a lie to say that he is not jealous, but he has the ability and courage.

but! !

This tall and handsome man, who looked like a luminous body wherever he went, actually smiled gently at Han Mo who was playing with his temper, and even spoke in a much softer voice, making his skin crawl.

"You don't need to come at night, I can do it by myself." Han Mo shook his head at Song Xinye. He was not used to Song Xinye taking care of him. Even when he was pregnant, Song Xinji didn't take care of him personally. Besides, he just had a knife wound on his stomach. , I should be able to go to the ground tonight, it doesn't matter.

Song Xinye nodded, neither agreed nor refused, and will watch it later in the evening, and stay here with Han Mo if he is needed.

Seeing him leave, Shao Wenfeng let go of Han Mo, stood up and locked the door of the ward. Under Han Mo's puzzled eyes, he took the urinal from under the bed, lifted the quilt, and took off his pants for the dazed Han Mo.

"Ah! I don't need your help!" Han Mo's face turned pale and red, and he reached out to grab his pants to prevent the man from pulling them down.

He knows, this man wants to pee for himself...

The question is, how could he have the nerve to do such a private matter!

Shao Wenfeng raised his eyebrows and squinted at him.

He didn't speak, just looked at him.In the end, Han Mo couldn't hold it by himself, and he was really uncomfortable when he urinated, but...

Seeing the man holding his little brother in one hand and inserting it into the mouth of the urinal, then sitting behind him and hugging him, and pressing his big hand on his lower abdomen lightly, Han Mo shivered.

"Hmm... uncomfortable..." Han Mo gritted his teeth and snorted, leaning his head against the man's side.

Shao Wenfeng's posture was not very comfortable either. He motioned for Han Mo to hold the urinal with both hands, and then he got on the hospital bed, hugged Han Mo on his lap, and rubbed his two big warm hands on his slightly cool bed. Gently press on the lower abdomen.

The man didn't speak, he knew that Han Mo would die of embarrassment if he spoke.At that time, if I really can't urinate and then insert the catheter, I guess I will lose my temper even more.

While pressing, he whistled softly in his ear, as if coaxing a child to pee, Han Moxie's neck was red, but the desire to urinate was still increasing a little bit, then his body shook, his waist straightened up, The sound of rushing water sounded.

The blushing can bleed, Han Mo has enough piss, a pot full.

Shao Wenfeng didn't say a word, and after he finished urinating, he reached out to take the urinal to empty it, and then came back to put his pants on.

Han Mo kept staring at the man's back and forth figure, and finally, when he was sitting by the bed dipping a cotton swab in water to wipe his lips, he said something that made Shao Wenfeng roll his eyes.

"Did you... wash your hands?"