Chapter 600

Xiaobao tapped his chin with his little hand, "Well, I don't want to lie to Uncle Yan. Do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"

"Listen to everyone."

"The truth is that your face will be as handsome as Uncle Mu after treatment. There are no lies, because children don't want to lie to adults. I haven't made up a lie yet to deceive you."

"Little guy!" Yan Shiting reached out his hand and patted Xiaobao's calf lovingly.

That night, the 'family of three' had dinner harmoniously. When they went to bed at night, Cheng Xiaobao still slept in the middle of the master bedroom, with Cheng Yingxuan on one side and Yan Shiting on the other.

Late at night, Cheng Xiaobao had a dream, in which he murmured a few words.

Yan Shiting was already in a light sleep. He looked down at the little body sleeping unsteadily in his arms and stretched out his hands to wrap the little boy in his arms. He really felt like he was holding his own son.

"Dad..." Cheng Xiaobao closed his eyes and suddenly called out in a childish voice.

Yan Shiting's body froze, and this sound of father seemed to be calling him.

The atrium, as cold and hard as a thousand-year-old glacier, melts and opens like the sun melting ice and snow.

The little guy's call "Daddy" seemed to penetrate from his heart to his soul.

The hold on Cheng Xiaobao involuntarily tightened.

For the first time, Cheng Yingxuan was sleeping next to him, and his mind was completely attracted to the little treasure in his arms.

Sleeping on his side with his head lowered and looking at the little body and tender face in his arms, his heart felt strangely soft.

He suddenly felt that even if Xiaobao was not his biological son, he was willing to raise Xiaobao as his biological son from the bottom of his heart.

"Dad..." The little guy closed his eyes and slept soundly. He murmured again, obviously talking in his sleep.

Even though he knew it was gibberish, Yan Shiting was still extremely moved after hearing it, and his blood boiled and resonated with him.

He really wants Xiaobao to be his son.

"Dad... don't go..." Cheng Xiaobao didn't know what he was dreaming about, his brows furrowed and his tone became a little more urgent.

"I'm not leaving." Yan Shiting murmured softly, gently stroking the little guy's back with his big palm, "Go to sleep."

The low and gentle voice was like a reassurance. Xiaobao, who was not very stable in his sleep, stretched his brows and breathed evenly and lightly.

Cheng Yingxuan was sleeping beside her. The moment she heard her son calling "Dad", her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

She felt a little relieved when she saw that her son hadn't woken up and was talking in his sleep.

In the darkness, she saw Yan Shiting's bright eyes staring at Xiaobao with an extraordinarily gentle and doting expression.

On the one hand, she was worried, but on the other hand, she felt that the blood relationship was really a wonderful concern, and she could kill everything without stopping.

Yan Shiting spread out his long arms, hugged Cheng Yingxuan's body in his arms, hugged one big and one small, and fell asleep contentedly.

Early the next morning, Cheng Xiaobao woke up, opened his eyes, and first touched something hard.

He spread out his small white fingers and touched them. They found something flat, hot, and as hard as a stone. His tender voice muttered in confusion, "Mom, why are your breasts so flat?"

Cheng Yingxuan's voice came from behind him, "What you touched was Yan Shiting's breasts."

Cheng Xiaobao's sleepyheads were all gone now, and it was Yan Shiting's chest that had calmed down just now, "It's Uncle Yan."

Yan Shiting woke up before the little guy made any move, raised his hand and tapped his little nose, "Who else besides me?" As if thinking of something, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "You also slept with Mu Yufeng at night ?”