C1183 Trying to Return the Goods

One day, Little Bun was lying on the sofa. He saw Su Tang walking over, waving her little arms and short legs. She was crying for a hug.

Su Tang bent down and was about to carry her son when her daughter pulled her hand.

Stunned, Su Tang slowly squatted down and said in a gentle voice, "Dai, what's wrong?"

Regarding her daughter, Su Tang still felt a sense of debt in her heart. If it was in the past, she would take good care of her daughter and Daihua would not need to experience so much at such a young age...

Even now, her daughter was still unable to speak. She would often have nightmares at night - the shadow of youth, how could it be so easily wiped away...

"Mom, I want to take little brother to play." Daihua gestured with her hands and Yung Yuebai's reminder sounded in her mind.

If you play with your brother often, Mom will have more time to rest...

Su Tang was stunned and turned to look at Little Bun who was happily shouting, "You want to play with your brother?"

"Dai, if you feel bored, you can go and play with your little friend. His little brother is still young and he can't even speak clearly..."

The most important thing was that her daughter was still a child, playing with a newborn baby. No matter how she thought about it, it was a very strange scene.

"It's okay, mom. I just want to play with my little brother. Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

Being pestered by Daihua until she had no other choice, Su Tang finally nodded her head. "If there is anything you need to call a maid. If little brother cries, remember to bring it back to mom. You can't coax him -"

She wanted to remind him again, but Su Tang carried Little Bun and left happily. She did not listen to her mother's next words at all.

Frowning, Su Tang was puzzled in her heart. Why would Daihua suddenly be interested in taking care of the child?

"Nine, why did you not see brat?"

A magnetic male voice came from behind. Su Tang was stunned and turned her head to see Yung Yuebai standing straight behind her.

The veins on her forehead twitched. Su Tang turned her head and pinched her temple with one hand. "What brat? Can you call him your son?"

The three words brat always made Su Tang feel that her son was picked up from a garbage heap.

Pretending not to know anything, Yung Yuebai's eyes swept around. "En, why didn't I see my son?"

"He was taken away by Dai. It is really strange. She is just a child. Why would she suddenly have a sudden impulse to take care of a newborn baby?"

There was not a trace of clue on the man's face. He said in a serious manner, "Maybe it is because you are too tired and want to share your worries."

Nodding her head, Su Tang yawned and sat on the sofa. She only felt that all the strength in her body had been sucked away...

Her son was really too noisy. She seemed to have some energy deficiency...

"Wife..."

Yung Yuebai reached out his hand and naturally wrapped it around the woman's slender waist. He placed his chin on the woman's shoulder and took a deep breath of the black hair's fragrance.

The familiar scent slowly hooked the man's heart. Ape, intent, horse...

Although Su Tang had given birth, her figure did not change at all and she recovered very well. Her waist was thin and her legs were thin. Her face was like a hibiscus and she had a special charm and gentle expression...

Su Tang did not notice the abnormality of the man at all. Su Tang leaned on the sofa with her eyes closed. Her snow white and bright face was thin and looked even more elegant and refined.

"Yung Yuebai, let's give our son a name. How many days has it been? We can't keep calling him son..."

Em thought about it. This child was probably not his biological daughter. Why did these two adults not care about it at all?

The father and mother of the Buddha family said...

Such a good atmosphere, Yung Yuebai really did not want his wife to still be thinking about that little devil in her heart.

Feeling the man's hand sliding behind her back, Su Tang's long and slender eyebrows knitted together as she pressed down on that strong and slender arm.

"Yung Yuebai! I am talking business with you!"

"Nine, I feel uncomfortable..."

Su Tang did not think wrongly at all. She thought that the man's body was really not feeling well. Suddenly, her heart was lifted...

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Extending her hand and using the back of her hand to touch the man's forehead, Su Tang frowned, "There is no fever?"

"Nine, it is not comfortable. It is here."

He held the woman's beautiful hands and pressed them against his chest. Yung Yuebai's long and sharp eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and darkness.

"You have been focusing on your son recently. You don't see me in your eyes at all..."

The corner of Su Tang's mouth twitched. She found it funny. "My son has just been born. How old is he, and how old are you..."

"Eating with a child. Yung Yuebai, when did you become so childish?"

When he was so childish, it was not like there was no such thing, but this fellow did not drink now...

"Anyway, he is not here now. You can only think of me now."

Raising a strand of smooth black hair, Yung Yuebai lowered his eyes, the corner of his mouth curled up, and gently kissed it.

"Childish!"

Su Tang's brows curved but also held onto the man's arm. The bottom of her eyes were all gentle.

She was very glad that she could marry Yung Yuebai.

In the past, she had always felt that giving birth to a child was a terrifying thing. There were spots on her face, her figure would change, and your husband would dislike you.

However, in Yung Yuebai's eyes, there was still a lingering love. His love for her did not need words, it could be seen in an invisible way...

You met someone, you liked him, and he just happened to like you. That was just right.

In the Classic of Poetry, the zither was being played and everything was quiet. In the past, he did not understand it, but now, he could empathize with it.

To be with the person you like, time is gentle and quiet, that is enough...

Yung Yuebai closed his eyes. The long eyelashes that looked like butterfly wings cast a shadow in his eyes. The lines of the beautiful eyes were clear and deep, as if they were drawn with a brush.

The dark red lips were like the petals of a rose. They were bright and full in color, rich in texture, soft, and sexy. The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Such a harmonious and perfect scene. The man was handsome, and the woman was otherworldly. If anyone saw this, they would definitely be amazed. They couldn't help but want to secretly take this picture and keep it for eternity.

However, this enviable scene didn't last for long before it was quickly interrupted by a disharmonious sound...

"Yayayaya!"

When this familiar sound was heard, Yung Yuebai's mind flashed. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Daihua standing at the door with a little ghost that he did not want to see.

Looking at Yung Yuebai and Su Tang's intimate posture, Daihua's feet suddenly had roots. She felt that she was very evil...

It seemed like she should not have carried her little brother over but her little brother kept crying. There was a maid elder sister who said that he was hungry...

"Wah!" Suddenly, a fair and tender Little Bun once again used his ultimate move and cried.

Su Tang instantly forgot about the man beside her. She quickly stood up and ran towards her son.

The eyes of Prince Charming, who was abandoned, became ice-cold inch by inch. His finger bones made a careful sound.

What to do, this son, he really wanted to return the goods...