"Me?" Qin Yuanfeng hesitated for a moment, looking at the sapphire-colored swaddle, then at his own hands, his face unmistakably showing two words: Timid!
Xiqiu leaned forward again, Qin Yuanfeng extended his hands, and Xiqiu taught him how to cradle. He awkwardly formed a circle, allowing Xiqiu to place the swaddle onto his arm, not daring to move.
"Don't be afraid." Xiqiu exchanged a glance with Ruan Jingliu, the former couldn't help but laugh, while the latter had a disdainful look.
Qin Yuanfeng finally shuffled his steps forward, his gaze fell on the newborn son, looking like a red-faced monkey, quite unattractive. He glanced at Ruan Jingliu and asked, "Is this...really my son?" So ugly.
Ruan Jingliu frowned, coldly responded, "If you don't acknowledge him, then he will take my surname tomorrow."
