Tian Qihua saw Han Yuanjun just standing there, looking at his child and not doing anything at all. She anxiously urged him. "Jun, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and coax him! Zixuan and I are tired. Let us rest for a while."
Han Yuanjun frowned but did not move.
Wanting him to coax someone else's child?
He did not even want to touch him!
Han Yuanjun glanced at Han Yingzhe from the corner of his eye. In the end, he suppressed his dislike for this child and took him from the crib.
Han Yingzhe suddenly felt someone hug him. Perhaps because the posture was uncomfortable, or perhaps because the smell was unfamiliar, he waved his small fists and thrashed wildly. In fact, both of his calves were kicking restlessly.
Han Yuanjun could barely hold him, and Han Yingzhe almost fell from his grasp.
Tian Qihua and Liang Zixuan were so scared that their faces turned white. They almost jumped out of their seats.
