When he was sick, how did others take care of him?
The little guy tilted his head in thought, then immediately got up and picked up a glass of water from the bedside table for her.
"Water, drink..." he said timidly, his pronunciation not very accurate, as if he was a foreign child just beginning to learn Chinese.
Qiao Ning stared at him without blinking, her heart full of complex emotions!
This was not a dream...
This child really was her child.
She finally saw him!
Before she had seen him, Qiao Ning always imagined him as a baby and thought that she could calmly face him.
But seeing such a big child, she suddenly felt at a loss.
She didn't know how to interact with him...
Seeing him holding up the glass of water, Qiao Ning immediately propped herself up and carefully took the glass from his small hand, speaking in a hoarse voice: "Thank you..."
The little guy shyly smiled again. Like her, he did not know how to interact with her.
