The baby was very uncomfortable under his arm, wailing as if pinched, squirming continuously, looking like it was about to fall out of the man's embrace, quite thrilling.
Gu Qian hadn't felt this thrilled even when she was giving birth earlier. Watching Mo Beichen take a few steps, she felt each step trampling on her heart, making it suddenly contract.
She propped up her weak body, "Be careful."
She was really worried that the two little ones she had just struggled to give birth to might be accidentally dropped by him. It wasn't until Mo Beichen brought the baby over and placed it beside her that she finally sighed in relief.
She made a fist and weakly hit him, "Do you even know how to hold a baby? Is that how you hold one?"
Mo Beichen chuckled, held her fist to his mouth and kissed it, then leaned over to kiss her forehead, "Wife, thank you for your hard work."
