Gu Yihang stood up and walked towards the baby's room. Just as he was about to hug Bei'er, he was stopped by Yuchen: "Gu Yihang, you're a patient right now, don't pass the cold to Bei'er."
Yuchen walked over, gently lifted Bei'er from the crib, and dotingly kissed her cheeks, "Darling, have you woken up yet? Mom, can you take you to the small park to bask in the sun later? "
Bei'er pouted her small mouth and chattered away. Her black eyes looked at Gu Yihang and extended her chubby little hands, about to be hugged by him. Yuchen pulled her small hands back and coaxed her gently, "Darling, let's not let daddy hug you today. Daddy is sick and will infect us today."
Gu Yihang stood at the side and laughed. "Darling, your mother was just kissing daddy. She's not afraid of the infection, but afraid that I would infect you …"
"Gu Yihang!" Yuchen growled, interrupting him, her delicate face flushed red: "Gu Yihang, don't teach my daughter naughty things."