Song Zhen carried Gu Xinzhou toward the bed.
It was a small bed, only one and a half meters wide.
But the child was small, and Gu Xinzhou was thin; there was enough room for the two of them to sleep.
Song Zhen looked at that delicate little face, about to bend over to put Gu Xinzhou down, but he noticed the child's large eyes rolling under the eyelids.
This is...
Awake?
Song Zhen inhaled sharply!
Anxiety surged through him!
But...
He was also looking forward to it! Ahhh!
He feigned calmness, bending over to place Gu Xinzhou on the edge of the bed, letting her lean into his embrace, and then reached for the blanket.
There was a force under the blanket, subtly resisting him.
It wasn't that he couldn't pull it away.
He was just afraid that if he pulled too hard, the child might become upset.
He furrowed his brows.
He couldn't help feeling troubled as various wild thoughts crowded his mind.
The child was giving him the finger before, and now clutching the blanket tightly, surely hating him to the core.
Song Zhen knew he had been a bastard.
He should have never let Gu Xinzhou fly to Italy alone.
But he didn't realize that such a seemingly simple affair could have so many complications.
Now it was too late for regrets.
All he could do was try to make amends in the future.
Looking at the child's ceaselessly moving big eyes, Song Zhen blinked, and spoke as gently as he could, "Baobao~"
McDull was scared to death.
His little face was flushed red, and his chubby little hands clutched tightly under the blanket!
He was terrified that Daddy would discover he had wet the bed if he lifted the blanket!
Song Zhen also noticed the child's face was particularly red.
Surprised, he reached out to touch the child's face.
It was burning hot!
Song Zhen hesitated no more.
He immediately laid Gu Xinzhou flat at the edge of the bed.
Then he walked around to the other side of the bed and flung the blanket open in one swift motion!
McDull tried to pull back.
But how could his strength match Song Zhen's?
"Wuah~"
Feeling the sudden coolness, McDull felt utterly embarrassed and started to cry out in protest with his face scrunched up!
Gu Xinzhou instinctively woke up with a start!
Sitting up abruptly, she saw McDull in his little pajamas, lying there crying, while Song Zhen stood beside the bed with a face full of confusion.
Gu Xinzhou's mind was in a fog for a second.
She reached out to embrace her son, gently saying, "McDull! Mommy's here! Mommy's here, don't cry, what's wrong?"
McDull heard her voice, opened his eyes, and quickly burrowed into her embrace.
Wrapping his little arms tightly around Gu Xinzhou's neck, he sobbed, "It wasn't intentional, it wasn't intentional, wuwu~ I'm too ashamed to see anyone, wuwu~"
Gu Xinzhou hugged him, her hand touched...
The child's pants were wet.
Song Zhen also noticed a large dark stain where the child had slept.
Song Zhen realized at once, "Did you wet the bed?"
"Ah~ Ahhh!" McDull cried out as if going mad, "Make him leave! Make him leave!"
Gu Xinzhou quickly got up, holding McDull, and rushed out toward the glass conservatory.
Her movements were swift, and her voice, soft, "Don't be afraid, McDull, don't be afraid, Mommy's going to give you a nice bath, all clean and fresh!"
Song Zhen hurried after them!
It was his son; he wanted to help!
Gu Xinzhou carried McDull to the second floor, found the master bedroom, then stripped McDull naked and covered him with a blanket.
She rushed into the bathroom, quickly adjusted the water temperature, and started filling the bathtub.
Song Zhen followed into the room, looking around, then followed into the bathroom, admiring Gu Xinzhou's composure in an emergency and her methodical actions.
The strength of motherhood, these four words truly held weight.
Song Zhen hesitantly spoke, "Zhouzhou, I... can I help?"