After Huang Ling left the living room, Gu Zheng sat down on the sofa holding the baby.

His deep eyes became unprecedented affection and tenderness.

His tender smile, with his father's love, is different from the gentle one that sees Song no worries.

“So cute, so soft and sticky, I dare not push my fingers so hard, afraid to hurt her.” Gu Qiu laughed softly.

Song was sitting beside him, watching him quietly, as if he had not heard him, and did not give any response.

God knows how excited she is right now.

She hung herself every day because of the power outages in the South and the network breakdown. She couldn't reach him and didn't know how anxious she was.

He didn't even tell her until he got back. It was a surprise!

Song Li looked at him and his eyes became red again. He felt that he had been afraid for half a month and was particularly aggrieved.

“Honey, our daughter's nickname is Po, huh?” Gu Zheng turned his head and looked at Song Li Xiao with a light smile. “What's the matter? Why are your eyes red? ”

“Gu Qiu!” Song suddenly grabbed his waist, buried his face in his arm and cried sobbingly: “Do you know, I see you've been swept away by the flood and tears have come out...”

“…” Gu Zhuang glanced deeply and his heart passed a heartache.

“For half a month, you've only called me twice...”

“Idiot, I made those two phone calls all the way downtown with electricity and internet.” Gu Zheng drowned and snapped his lips.

He increasingly likes this kind of Song no worries, little woman, gives him pity and desire to protect.

He's not around, and she can take good care of herself and make herself better.

He's out there, don't worry about her at all.

“Woo...” Song Li Xiao now just wants to cry, is happy to cry.

Hearing her cry like a grieving little woman, Gu Zheng hooked her lips and smiled spoiledly: "Woman, are you still crying when you're a mother? ”

“Can't you cry when you're a mother? How old are you when you cry?” Song's worry-free face rubbed his sleeves and rubbed his tears all over his clothes.

“Cry your nose in front of the child and be ashamed.” Gu Xiaobao hugged Bao and looked over at the woman who was crying.

“The child was young and I didn't know I was crying.” Song Li raised his head and looked at Bao.

Bao didn't even look at her. He was looking at Gu Zheng with his black and bright eyes open. As such, he was curious.

It's like, "Hey, who's this handsome guy?"

“Baby.” She was so cute, Song couldn't help but reach over and gently touch Bao's face.

Chubby face, very comfortable to touch, tender and smooth, also wants to pinch a hand--

Bao heard Song no worries, his dark eyes turned a little and looked at Song no worries.

Her appearance, quiet and quiet, looked at Song no worries for three seconds, then her gaze returned to Gu Qiang's face.

Gu Xiaozhu said with a smile: “Bao is so young that he knows how to appreciate beautiful men. It's good. ”

“She's looking at her dad, what you're thinking.” Song Li Xiao expressed great contempt for Gu Xiao.

“No, he's looking good at me. No, I'll show you.” Gu Qiu looked up and shouted at the door: "Ad. ”

Ade sniffed in: “Young master. ”

“Come here, hug Baby.” Gu Chuanqiao laughed.

Ado stunned, “Young master, I'm afraid I can't hold it. I haven't held such a small baby yet. ”

Gu Zhuang glanced at him: “I'll let you hug me. ”