What was he doing?! Not only had he barged into her room on his own accord, he was even carrying her son?
Lin Shiyu felt a rush of blood to her head and she promptly rushed over. "Return me my son!"
Fu Qinglun had an uneasy expression on his face as he felt he had failed as a Daddy. He looked at the woman and gave a cough. "I only wanted to carry him for a while."
"Return me my son and get out now!" Lin Shiyu hissed fiercely.
Fu Qinglun wanted to pass Little Shushu over to her, but the moment he stretched his hands, he felt something warm on the sleeve of his white shirt. Little Shushu had peed.
Little Shushu had peed on his white shirt.
"…"
The tension in the room was highly strung.
Furious thoughts flashed across Lin Shiyu's mind: He deserved it. Great job, son!
She stretched her hands out to take back Little Shushu. As she hugged him close, she coaxed him back to sleep by humming a soft lullaby.
