im, even when he called her, she rarely answered; if he personally delivered the medicine to her, even if she didn't refuse, it would just be put aside and not used. 。Remembering what he had said to h...Chapter 346: Do you have anyone who pampers children like this

Had lunch.

Tang Yucheng brought the unfinished documents from his office in the barracks back home. Taking advantage of his son's still sleeping, he took the documents to his study and finished them.

After lunch, Little An Rabbit felt a little sleepy.

After going out for a while, I returned to the room to rest.

Looking at her son who was sleeping soundly, his tiny mouth, little nose, long eyelashes, and even those faint eyebrows... she could see a resemblance to a certain man... A warm smile curled up on her lips, her heart melting with tenderness.

She, he, and a little him, such a family of three living together, brought her an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and happiness.

Afternoon.

It was almost time for work, so Tang Yucheng left his study and returned to his bedroom.

Seeing the beautiful sight of his wife and son sleeping face-to-face, he couldn't bear to wake his sleeping wife; glancing at the time, he guessed that his son should still sleep for another half an hour or so before waking up. Finally, he left a note on the table and went to work.

……

When An Xiaotu woke up, it was past three in the afternoon.

And the son had also woken up, now with a pair of bright black eyes staring at himself.

"Little An Nian, when did you wake up" An Xiaotu said with a smile in her soft voice.

Of course, she knew her son couldn't possibly understand a word she was saying, let alone respond.

The little boy stared at her for a few seconds, then his mouth turned down in a pout, as if he were about to cry.

"...." said An Xiaotu.

Why was her son so quiet and well-behaved before she woke up, but as soon as she did, he started crying

To prove her guess right or wrong, she immediately closed her eyes.

After waiting for a while, she didn't hear any crying. Little Bunny An opened one eye slit and saw her son still pouting, but not crying. A pair of beautiful obsidian-like eyes stared straight at her.

An Xiaotu chuckled inwardly: Humph! Finally, I know how to deal with this little fellow.

Closing my eyes, I drifted off to sleep again in a daze.

I don't know how long it took.

Little Bunny An was woken up by her son's crying.

The little boy was crying, his small face rubbing against her chest, his little hands tugging at her clothes randomly; it felt like food was right there in his mouth, yet he couldn't reach it.

An Xiao-tu knew her son was hungry, so she quickly got up from bed, held him in her arms, and lifted his clothes to feed him.

The little boy sucked at his mother's milk with sniffles, his eyes tearful as he looked up at An Xiaotu for a few seconds before continuing to nurse. His small hand remained clutched tightly around her clothes, as if afraid that if he let go, the food would disappear.

After feeding her son, An Xiaotu picked up the phone on the side table and found a note underneath it.

It was left by that man. It roughly said to tell him to call when she and her son woke up, and he would come pick them up at the office building.

An Xiaotui looked at the time, he still had less than two hours before he got off work. His son wasn't crying now, so he probably didn't need to call him back.

Holding his son, who was barely well-behaved (if he wasn't pouting and pretending to cry all the time), he walked off the bed and sat down on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window. He opened his phone game to pass the time.

The little boy, whether he was sensitive to music or something else, when he heard An Xiaotu playing games and the small, energetic sound of the music, his original expression of wanting to cry but not crying gradually calmed down. He stared straight at An Xiaotu.

Unknowingly, the sun had set, and two hours had passed.

When Tang Yucheng was at work, he didn't get An Xiaotu's call. He guessed that she might not have woken up yet and could only bear to not call her back.

After work, I went straight home and up to my room.

"Little Rabbit, I'm back," he said softly as Jian An held his son by the floor-to-ceiling window.

A little woman turned her head when she heard the sound and saw him walking towards her. She happily boasted, "Yu Cheng, I told you, my son didn't cry at all this afternoon when I took care of him."

As soon as she finished speaking, the little guy immediately burst into tears, louder than ever before.

An Xiaotu's smile froze at the corner of her lips. Meow, this little bastard 'slapped' her face every minute.

"You've worked hard." Tang Yucheng gently and swiftly scooped up his son, kissing his cheek and saying softly.

This time, after falling into his arms, the little guy didn't stop crying immediately. He still cried loudly, and no matter how Tang Yucheng coaxed him, it was useless.

"Could he be hungry" An Xiaotu asked hypothetically.

But she had fed her son two hours ago, he shouldn't be this hungry already.

"Then you feed him and see what happens." He said with a bit of resignation, putting his son into her hands.

As soon as Xiao Tu held her son, the little boy cried even harder, almost hoarse from crying. She felt so heartbroken and quickly returned him to his father.

"Quick, tell him to stop crying!" An Xiaotu urged, her eyes red.

Her heart ached more and more as she listened to her son crying so terribly.

Tang Yucheng picked up the child again, his voice a little stiff, "Don't cry, if you cry your mommy will cry too. You dare to make your mommy cry, I'll remember this, when you grow up and can fight, I'll fight back."

"Hey! Is that how you comfort a child" An Xiaotu glared at him with red eyes.

Actually, Xiao An was just missing his father for the few hours he hadn't seen him after waking up; now that he saw him appear, he couldn't stop crying.

And Tang Yucheng thought he was hungry, when he returned him to An Xiaotu's arms, the little guy who was very attached to him thought he was going to be separated from his father again, so he cried even louder in panic.

After returning to Tang Yu City's residence, she quickly stopped crying.

"See, isn't that better" Tang Yucheng was somewhat pleased with himself, feeling that his threat had been quite effective.

"Just a moment, please."

After An Xiaotu finished speaking, she quickly turned and walked into the bathroom. She soaked a towel in warm water, took it out, and gently wiped away the tears on her son's face.

When wiping his face, the little guy curiously turned his head to glance at An Xiaotu, then shifted his gaze away, tearfully looking at Tang Yucheng's face.

"Yu Cheng, I think your son might be a face-con, that's why he keeps sticking to you," An Xiao Tu poked the little guy's cheek and said jokingly.

Hearing her indirectly compliment herself on her looks, Tang Yucheng's mood improved a few points.

"And you Have you ever been captivated by my looks" he asked with a faint smile.

“......” An Xiaotu was startled for a moment, then shifted her gaze away, “Me... am I that superficial”

Even so, he can't know.

Thinking back to the first time she saw him, she was captivated and couldn't move. Tang Yucheng wanted to retort: wasn't it so

Finally, he just smiled and said, “Come on, let’s go eat.”d back by Tang Mo Qingye. 。"Are you looking for death" The man, emanating a sinister and eerie aura, spoke with the chillingly calm voice of Satan directly above her. 。Before Xiao Ya Bai could even...