C517 The Child Is Doing It for Your Own Good

"Dad, I want you to hug me." The little bun suddenly reached out to Mu Qingyu.

Mu Qingyu was slightly startled and looked at his son thoughtfully.

Ever since he woke up from the hospital, this son had never taken the initiative to let him carry him. What was going on today?

"Dad, don't you want to carry me?" The little bun blinked his eyes and had an injured expression on his face