Lu loved her child.
Although it was her first time being a mother and she didn't have much experience, it didn't stop her from liking that little life.
She saw Jing Zhi in mu Wensheng's nanny's arms and couldn't help but ask expectantly,"Can I ... Hug him?"
Her tone was so careful that people who didn't know her would never think that she was Jing Zhi's real mother.
Jing Tianyuan felt a little helpless. He had never forbidden Lu from carrying his son. She was Jing Zhi's mother, and a mother's hug would give her child a sense of security.
After all, the child had been in the mother's womb for so long, and he had an instinctive familiarity with his mother.
The nanny handed Jing Zhi to Lu with a smile and taught her how to hold the baby.
Lu held Jing Zhi in her arms carefully and looked up at Jing Yiran happily.""Yiran, we have a baby!"
Jing Yiran burst into laughter. Lu's reflexes were too slow! Did she only feel surprised and surprised now?
