Chapter 332: Truly a Daddy Now

is heart at once. 。He pressed down on his anger and soothed in a low voice, "Little Nuannuan don't cry, your mommy won't abandon you. Your mommy was scaring Little Nuannuan, your mommy will be here so...>> 。An Xiaotu, who was lying in bed, saw this scene and was also taken aback, but soon came to her senses. 。Then for a moment I couldn't hold back and burst out laughing, chuckling as I teased, "Puuhahaha... Yucheng, in the future, maybe you should also take charge of feeding the children" 。“Her son’s operation was amazing.” 。Tang Yu Cheng's face darkened, he pulled the little kid away and wiped the drool from his chest, gritting his teeth as he fought the urge to punch the child. 。The little guy was sucking with gusto when he was suddenly pulled away. He smacked his lips and stared intently at Tang Yucheng's chest, struggling to continue 。However, because Tang Yucheng intentionally left him a distance away, his small body had no strength and there was nothing he could grab to climb up, so his little hands kept waving upwards. 。After struggling for a few seconds, seeing that the adult remained unmoved, the little one pouted and burst into tears. 。Tang Yu Cheng gently stroked the blanket of the little one, wanting to soothe him and stop his crying. 。This trick had always been effective, but this time it failed. The little boy didn't buy it at all, crying and waving his hands in front of his chest. 。"Why don't you let your son have a taste, Yucheng Be a real milk dad." 。"An Xiaotu, who was on the verge of laughing hysterically, suggested:" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! 。Tang Yucheng didn't say a word, turned his head and glared at her. He couldn't coax the little guy to stop crying, so he had no choice but to get up from the sofa and hand his son over to her to comfort. 。"Oh oh Xiao An Nian, be good, don't cry, don't cry. " 。"An Xiaotui chuckled softly as she coaxed, lifting her clothes to feed. " 。When she first gave birth to her son, she wasn't used to exposing herself like this in front of him. But slowly, she got used to it. 。The little one cried and drank his mother's milk, then soon quieted down. 。However, after only two minutes, he pulled away from her mouth and stared eagerly in Tang Yucheng's direction. 。 Seeing this scene, An Xiaotu suddenly felt a trace of melancholy. How could she feel that even her son's meals couldn't be kept "Put your clothes on..." 。"An Xiaotu ordered a certain man." 。I'll show my son later, he'll probably start crying again. 。Tang Yucheng felt very innocent and calmly walked toward the closet, taking out a summer nightshirt and putting it on. The drawstring around his waist was loosely tied. 。Finally covered my body, preventing the gluttonous son from trying to treat me as his milk provider again, and then I held him back. 。

The little guy was very well-behaved and nestled peacefully in his arms. He didn't need to be soothed or cried at all, holding onto his finger tightly with both small hands. He looked around for a moment, but his vision wasn't fully developed yet, unable to see anything far away. Eventually, he turned his gaze back to Tang Yucheng>>> 。After looking for a while, I got sleepy and my eyelids couldn't hold up any longer, slowly closing. 。Tang Yu Cheng looked at the little guy sleeping, his nostrils fluttering very slightly with each even breath, quite adorable. 。An Xiaotu lay on her side, watching the man gaze at his son with tenderness. Even his usual cold and hard facial features seemed softened at this moment. 。Remembering the day her son was born, this man learned that his child was a boy, not a girl. The look of uncontrollable and heartbreaking tears; she worried at the time that he might dislike the child because it was a boy. 。But gradually, she found that she had overthought things. After accepting the fact that the little bunny was her son, the man quickly adjusted his attitude and emotions. 。When it came to anything concerning his son, he would not entrust anyone else with the care, except for feeding. 。After thinking it over, she picked up the phone that was placed aside, and brought out the video that Tang Moqing had posted at night and shared to her own circle of friends earlier, watching it again. 。Suddenly, a shadow fell over her head. An Xiaotu looked up and saw a man holding her son standing by the bed. 。Her heart skipped a beat, and her hand holding the phone suddenly trembled. The phone fell gracefully and hit her face. 。"Ouch..." she cried out, quickly taking the phone off her face and touching her aching cheek. 。"Idiot, how many times have I told you not to play your phone lying down" 。Tang Yucheng's light reproach was laced with a hint of heartache. He sat by the bed, holding his son in one arm and gently stroking her face with the other. 。It was you who stood silently before me, scaring the wits out of me. 。She snorted, retorted defiantly. 。Okay, lie down a little bit. 。He put his phone aside and said to her. 。Their bed was king-size, even queen-sized. Tang Yucheng had it custom made back then, purely because he thought a bigger bed would be more comfortable for rolling around with some little woman. 。Even with a small nightlight between them, there's still plenty of space on the bed. 。"Yucheng, tell me, what does it feel like to feed your son" An Xiaotu looked at the man lying in front of her and asked with a smile. 。 His son is either incredibly clever or just plain strange. He has no scent of milk, but the little guy just looks at his chest and treats it like breast milk, even sucking on it unexpectedly. 。She thought that this man's heart must have been stormy at the time. 。"I don't feel anything" 。He answered in a flat tone, and then, his voice suddenly shifted, he said with a hint of implication, “If it were you treating me that way, it would feel very intense.” 。" Hearing him speak vulgar words again, she pinched his waist in annoyance. " 。"Just a little tap, men's waists are very important, don't pinch him." 。Under the thin blanket, he held her soft little hand tightly. 。“If you say another dirty word, I'll kick you out.” 。She glared at him with a flushed face. 。This hateful man, the more he talks, the worse it gets. 。During this period, Tang Yucheng was very good at knowing when to stop. He didn't want to get carried away and end up burning himself out without anyone to cool him down. That would be quite agonizing. 。Okay, I'm done talking. 。He smiled faintly. 。An Xiao Rabbit still glared at him with satisfaction, her gaze unintentionally sweeping across his chest...His thin pajamas were only casually fastened and not tightly buttoned. Lying on his side, the pajamas hung loosely on the bed, clearly revealing his sexy collarbone, and a large expanse of spring color was also faintly visible. 。Such a scene is more alluring and stimulating than just taking off your clothes. 。 The word "devilishly handsome" flashed through An Xiaotui's mind. She couldn't help but stare, despite inwardly cursing him. 。Tang Yucheng looked at her, one moment saying she wouldn't let him speak in such a vulgar manner, the next stealing glances at his male form. He found himself wanting to laugh. 。This little woman is not only proud and aloof, but also very hypocritical. 。Thinking to himself, he quietly unbuttoned his robe a little more so that she could see more, and see more clearly...ent. 。Hearing the sound of a door slamming shut from the room across the way, Tang Moqing let out a breath of relief at night, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl into a smile. 。Thinkin...