A "conspiracy" with the child

Zhou Yuncheng carried the child into the bedroom. Jiang Yuanyuan felt inexplicably nervous and somewhat at a loss.

A woman like her was obviously inexperienced in dealing with a child who was so soft that he seemed to have no bones.

"You're awake?" Jiang Yuanyuan got up and ran forward barefooted, ready to take a look.

Zhou Yuncheng raised his head and looked at her deeply.

Seeing this, the smile on Jiang Yuanyuan's face froze. She slowly retreated and fell onto the bed. She climbed onto the bed and sat leaning against the edge of the bed.

"Where's the blanket?" Zhou Yuncheng asked.

Jiang Yuanyuan covered her lower body with the blanket unwillingly and put a pillow behind her back. Then she looked at him.

"Let me hug you." Jiang Yuanyuan said and reached out her hand.

Zhou Yun Cheng saw this and thought about it.

"Yes." He carried the child forward and handed it to Jiang Yuanyuan.