cute cub is weak and helpless, does not want to burst into popularity

chapter44

the little lotus was happily rake potatoes with a small wooden shovel, when she suddenly heard a soft call.

"baby."

"huh?" little lotus grasped the small wooden shovel, twisted the little ass and slowly turned around, saw the smiling man, crisply shouted, "ah! father! twisting

his head too much, the small body's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell into the potato pit with a click, his small hands and feet dangled into the sky, and the small shovels flew out.

fortunately, the potatoes are soft, there are no stones, and the little lotus's little ass must not be painful, only to smirk.

ye nanzhou ran forward to pick up the baby and gently dusted the mud on his pants and clothes: "does it hurt baby?"

xiao lotus had just rubbed her face with her hand that touched the potato, and there was still a little bit of mud on the fleshy face, simple and cute.

ye nanzhou couldn't help but kiss the baby's face.

xiao lotus rubbed against his father's cheek: "father who doesn't hurt."

he reached for the little shovel on the ground, and dad moved his arms so fast that he got it.

ye nanzhou let xiao lotus take a small shovel, he carried the potato basket, and the father and son returned to the courtyard.

xiao lotus lay firmly on his father's shoulder, looking at the clouds in the sky, then at his father's face, happily closing his eyes and kissing his father's neck, and his small hand was still unconsciously and joyfully waving the small wooden shovel.

yard.

grandpa chen was washing his hands by the sink, turned off the faucet and stepped forward to take the basket, asked ye nanzhou to take xiao lotus to wash his hands and wash his feet, and smiled: "xiaoye you still take xiao lotus out, i already knew that i would not let xiao lotus go to the ground." like

a little rabbit, xiao lotus pricked up his ears and hurriedly asked, "daddy, go out?" where to go?

ye nanzhou nodded at the tip of his nose: "go and take pictures." "mm-hmm

!" xiao lotus took a sip of her father's heavy bar, and rushed with joy, "daddy, xiao lotus quickly washed it up."

he struggled to land on the floor and was placed by his father on the laundry table by the sink.

ye nanzhou slowly and methodically held the baby: "daddy help you wash, it doesn't matter if you slow down." dad's appointment has not yet arrived.

grandpa

chen handed over a towel.

after ye nanzhou got wet, he gently wiped the mud from xiao lotus's face.

the child's face is particularly soft and tender, as if it will make it red with a little force, and the skin of the little lotus is particularly white and tender, and the flesh on the face trembles gently with each rub.

ye nanzhou couldn't help but think about how delicate and cute a little baby it should be when xiao lotus was just born in a month or two.

unfortunately, he couldn't even see it.

if he could turn back the clock, he wanted to go back to that rainy night when the arguments had taken place.

perhaps he will use a more gentle way, first promise ye jianping, and then find an excuse to leave, at least give himself some buffer time, so that the child can be born smoothly.

unfortunately, it is impossible to start all over again.

all he could do now was cherish every minute and second of his time with little lotus. <