When he was approaching severe cold every year, Song Xiang began to pay attention to him and wanted to see his reaction. Unexpectedly, he gave him a cold look and turned out to be unresponsive.
She sighed and was about to speak when she heard Nian Nian shout to Yan Han.
The little guy can already speak a little, but her parents are being trivial. When they see Yan Han ignore her, they slap his shoes with their chubby little hands and make dissatisfied sounds from their mouths.
"pa... daddy!"
Song Xiang was pleasantly surprised.
Lu Zechen heard it immediately and turned his head, "Huh?"
Yan Han also raised his eyebrows, and finally straightened up, giving the little guy two more looks.
Nian Nian opened his mouth, revealing the two teeth that had just sprouted inside, and smiled at him naively. When he saw him taking care of himself, he immediately patted his shoes again, and called out very clearly like just now, "Dad..."
dad!"
Lu Zechen leaned closer and was shocked.
Gu Lian also came over and said, "Hey, this is a rare and clear call for daddy."
She glanced at Lu Zechen with a playful look in her eyes, "Your daughter wants to change her father."
Lu Zechen's mood was complicated.
"Shen Han, hurry up and hug the little baby, is daddy yelling in vain?" Song Xiang urged.
Yan Han met the little guy's hopeful eyes and thought it was quite interesting. He finally leaned over and picked up the soft dumpling from the carpet.
Nian Nian was so happy that she crawled up to him and took a bite on his chin.
Yan Han was unexpectedly bitten on his tongue.
The little guy still giggled happily and continued to pull him.
"Yes, a proper Yangou." Gu Lian concluded.
Lu Zechen felt aggrieved, "Isn't her father handsome?"
Gu Lian shrugged, "Don't ask me, ask the little brat."
Lu Zechen sighed.
Under the rose window, Song Xiang heard Gu Lian's words, blinked at Yan Han, raised two fingers, and repeated the two words, "Yan - dog -"
Of course Yan Han knew what words she was talking about, so he picked up Nian Nian and pretended to come and deal with her.
"Hey, hey, don't waste your time with me, there are a group of people outside." Song Xiang surrendered.
Yan Han came over, closed the gauze curtain for her, and gave her a tigerish look, "I'll deal with you when I get home."
Song Xiang was confident, but she was not afraid.
There were indeed a lot of people outside, and even in their men's circle, Song Xiang didn't even know some of them, but he was very familiar with Yan Han and Lu Zechen.
He has endured severe cold every year, gnawing his chin and gnawing his ears, and seems to be very fond of his "new father".
Song Xiang was very happy to see her, "Okay, just carry her out and practice your skills."
The word "practice" was used well. Yan Han glanced at her belly twice more and said, "Don't move around. I'll be back soon."
"I know."
As soon as Yan Han and Lu Zechen went out, Gu Lian and Song Xiang chatted quietly, mainly because their parents were divided.
"Lu Zechen is quite good at choosing a place. This house is more than 1,000 square meters, the yard is bigger, and the place is quiet. With the current situation in the imperial capital, it is probably difficult to find a place like this again," Song Xiang said.
Gu Lian nodded, "I'm quite surprised that the old house can be renovated like this."
She took another look at Song Xiang and said, "She looks good lately."
"Well, it's much better than before."
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a knock on the door.
Gu Lian said please come in.
A head poked in, "Hello~"
Song Xiang recognized it at a glance, "It's you, come in quickly."
"No more, I'm here to find my aunt's towel." The other person's voice was so sweet and soft that it made people's bones go numb.