The powerful man is now like a little devil who has been exposed in his heart, with an expression of unwillingness to admit it but is a fact on his face.

And this expression, Beitang Yaori will only have in front of Baili Yingsi.

Baili Yingsi smiled gently. Once upon a time, this little boy full of violence had grown into an excellent man now.

[Well...well...]

[Quan, come to mom, go slowly!]

[Oh...mom...wow, wow! wow...]

[If you fall down, you have to get up to cry at least. Baili Shaoquan is the bravest person, get up by himself!]

The words of encouragement are mixed with a sense of happiness and float into the sea breeze.

On the open-air balcony, Ling Yifei was playing with her handsome son Baili Shaoquan who was less than one year old. Beside her, Lin Nuanxi quietly looked at the happy mother and son in front of her, and her eyes never changed.

Love is actually a very simple thing, you just need to be honest and open.

Baili Yingsi looked at the harmonious three people on the open-air balcony, with unusual softness lingering in his eyes.

[Yaori, let me tell you something.]

Baili Yingsi's faint words made Beitang Yaori slightly stunned.

[Women are roses that have grown up by absorbing love.]

Rose...flower?

[If you don’t hug her gently and whisper to her, she will not bloom beautiful flowers for you. On the contrary, with all your tenderness and love, she will bloom the most amazing and beautiful flowers in the world for you.]

[…]

Baili Yingsi's words made Beitang Yaori seem to understand, but he seemed to not understand.

Lin Nuanxi, who could not accept the blows of Yuan Mian and Jiang Bo's death and closed himself, refused to accept anyone's closeness. What he needed to make this rose bloom was extremely strong perseverance and patience.

Beitang Yaori leaned against the railings and looked at the three people with good atmosphere on the open-air balcony.

[ What's his name?]

[ Baili Shaoquan.]

Beitang Yaori's lips raised slightly: [Plan to let your son become a soldier in the future?]

Baili Yingsi just chuckled and said nothing. He was responsible for his life, and my responsibility was to raise him.

***************************

During the day, she seemed to have a lot of fun playing with the mother and son. Lin Nuanxi sat quietly on the sofa. Beitang Yaori could see that she was a little tired.

[The little guy is very cute, right?]

[…]

[Lin Xing is also very cute. It turns out that you have always been a child.]

[…]

[Even if Lin Xing is your son, you have never experienced the feeling of giving birth in person for ten months.]

[…]

Beitang Yaori hugged her in his arms and had a heart-to-heart talk.

[How about we have a baby after you recover?] Beitang Yaori grabbed her finger and pressed it against her lips and gently stroked it: [I think you will definitely smile every day at that time so you can't close your mouth.]

[…]

[Beitangao? A good name. If you gave birth to a boy, name him Beitangao.]

[…]

Lin Nuanxi, who was quiet in his arms, had no reaction but was calm and could make people feel a little comfortable.

These days, no matter how many gentle words she said in her ear, Lin Nuanxi had only silent response.

Beitang Yaori never thought that the pressure he brought to Lin Nuanxi was far greater than he had imagined!

[You asked me a question before,] Beitang Yaori chuckled faintly at the corner of his lips. The powerful man, now he seemed to be a little ghost who was exposed in his heart, with an expression of unwillingness to admit it but also factual.

And this expression, Beitang Yaori will only have in front of Baili Yingsi.

Baili Yingsi smiled gently. Once upon a time, this little boy full of violence had grown into an excellent man now.

[Well...well...]

[Quan, come to mom, go slowly!]

[Oh...mom...wow, wow! wow...]

[If you fall down, you have to get up to cry at least. Baili Shaoquan is the bravest person, get up by himself!]

The words of encouragement are mixed with a sense of happiness and float into the sea breeze.

On the open-air balcony, Ling Yifei was playing with her handsome son Baili Shaoquan who was less than one year old. Beside her, Lin Nuanxi quietly looked at the happy mother and son in front of her, and her eyes never changed.

Love is actually a very simple thing, you just need to be honest and open.

Baili Yingsi looked at the harmonious three people on the open-air balcony, with unusual softness lingering in his eyes.

[Yaori, let me tell you something.]

Baili Yingsi's faint words made Beitang Yaori slightly stunned.

[Women are roses that have grown up by absorbing love.]

Rose...flower?

[If you don’t hug her gently and whisper to her, she will not bloom beautiful flowers for you. On the contrary, with all your tenderness and love, she will bloom the most amazing and beautiful flowers in the world for you.]

[…]

Baili Yingsi's words made Beitang Yaori seem to understand, but he seemed to not understand.

Lin Nuanxi, who could not accept the blows of Yuan Mian and Jiang Bo's death and closed himself, refused to accept anyone's closeness. What he needed to make this rose bloom was extremely strong perseverance and patience.

Beitang Yaori leaned against the railings and looked at the three people with good atmosphere on the open-air balcony.

[ What's his name?]

[ Baili Shaoquan.]

Beitang Yaori's lips raised slightly: [Plan to let your son become a soldier in the future?]

Baili Yingsi just chuckled and said nothing. He was responsible for his life, and my responsibility was to raise him.

***************************

During the day, she seemed to have a lot of fun playing with the mother and son. Lin Nuanxi sat quietly on the sofa. Beitang Yaori could see that she was a little tired.

[The little guy is very cute, right?]

[…]

[Lin Xing is also very cute. It turns out that you have always been a child.]

[…]

[Even if Lin Xing is your son, you have never experienced the feeling of giving birth in person for ten months.]

[…]

Beitang Yaori hugged her in his arms and had a heart-to-heart talk.

[How about we have a baby after you recover?] Beitang Yaori grabbed her finger and pressed it against her lips and gently stroked it: [I think you will definitely smile every day at that time so you can't close your mouth.]

[…]

[Beitangao? A good name. If you gave birth to a boy, name him Beitangao.]

[…]

Lin Nuanxi, who was quiet in his arms, had no reaction but was calm and could make people feel a little comfortable.

These days, no matter how many gentle words she said in her ear, Lin Nuanxi had only silent response.

Beitang Yaori never thought that the pressure he brought to Lin Nuanxi was far greater than he had imagined!
Chapter completed!