Jiang Tongtong gave birth to a baby boy.
He was healthy and beautiful.
Lin Gantang looked at him - he was so tiny. The baby was actually looking at her with open eyes.
She couldn't help but smile gently.
The child was fair and tender, with a straight nose bridge and attractive double eyelids. There was nothing about his eyebrows that did not resemble Lin Zhaonan.
It was Lin Zhaonan's first time carrying a child. From the delivery room to the ward, his entire body was tense. People who didn't know better would think that he was carrying a time bomb.
Yo, that's it? Where was the person who secretly read the baby care guide to supplement his knowledge? Did the book not teach him how to carry a child? "No way!" Lin Gantang laughed. "You don't even know how to carry your own child?"
Lin Zhaonan carefully handed it to Lin Gantang. "You do it if you're so fantastic."
