Luo Xingchen put his mind at ease, got up and walked to the bedside, and carefully put him on the bed.

"Mommy, sleep with me!" SR hugged her by the neck and wouldn't let her go.

"Okay, Mommy sleeps with the baby," Luo Xingchen hugged him and moved him in a little, and then lay on the bed himself, letting the child sleep in his arms.

"Betty, you can go back and rest."

Betty hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's my job to take care of the young master, and I'm outside." If anything, call me in. ”

Betty dimmed the lights in the room and went out softly.

The ward was quiet, and Luo Xingchen's ears rang with the sound of the child's even breathing.

"Mommy" for a moment, and the child let out a dreamy soft hum and arched uneasily in her arms.

Luo Xingchen gently patted his back and hummed a warm nursery rhyme in his mouth.

When SR fell asleep, she blinked, and then she felt a little tired.

So, I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep with SR in my arms.

The sky was slightly bright, and Jin Zeming, who had finished his work, walked into the ward.

Because of the urgency of the state, his security adviser and his men held an impromptu meeting in the hospital, and the discussion was not concluded until this time.

He had not slept all night, and his eyes were covered with a few traces of blood.

When he saw the warm picture of the woman holding the child in his arms and sleeping deeply on the hospital bed, the tiredness in his eyes was replaced by a warm light.

The woman was lying slightly on her side, the child resting on her arm, lying sideways in her arms.

Approaching, he saw that the woman was holding the child in her chest.

The child's little hands only grabbed her clothes, as if she would leave suddenly.

Seeing that they slept soundly, Jin Zeming couldn't bear to wake them up.

I wanted to lie down on the sofa for a while, but just as I wanted to turn around, the woman on the hospital bed opened her eyes.

"Are you done?" Her voice was slightly hoarse, and she didn't move for fear of waking the child.

"Hmmm! Mommy, isn't it Daddy? The sensitive child seemed to be awakened and rubbed a few times in her arms.

Hearing his son call Mommy, Jin Zeming subconsciously glanced at Luo Xingchen.

The woman's gentle smile was like a flower blooming in the quiet night, brushing away the doubts in his heart.

He smiled at the woman and walked around to the other end of the bed.

Looking down at the little red face of his son sleeping in the woman's arms, he said softly, "It's Daddy, baby, are you better?" ”

"Daddy, would you like to sleep with SR for a while?" SR squinted his eyes and pleaded, "Please, Daddy!" ”

"Okay!" Jin Zeming's heart softened, and he slowly leaned on the head of the bed.

Thinking that Luo Xingchen had taken care of the child all night, after he lay down on the bed, he gently pulled the child out of Luo Xingchen's arms.

Let him lie in his bosom, and reach out to protect his little head in the crook of his arm.

"Daddy Daddy"

Xu saw that Daddy was coming, SR began to feel aggrieved again, and tears shrank into a ball in Jin Zeming's arms.

"Good, Daddy is here with you." Jin Zeming coaxed in a low voice.

"Hmmm! Mommy is too," SR said in a daze.

Jin Zeming raised his eyes and came into contact with the woman's gentle watery eyes, and his big palm reached over and caressed her cheeks lovingly.

The child called her Mommy, which was what he wanted to see.

Looking at her, he can deeply understand what tenderness is.