He held her in his arms, "Honey, all other gifts are external. I want to give you myself, this life and every life hereafter."
"Do you even know you'll like me in the next life?"
"I will!" Ye Gushen's warm lips landed on her cheek, "Honey..."
"Hm?"
So, it's really nothing special.
"I haven't fed the baby yet, what if she wakes up later?"
"Honey, she's not awake yet, help me first."
Unable to resist her husband's persuasion, she nodded.
Outside, the nanny was holding Little Mutang, "Madam, do you have a moment? The little one seems hungry."
"Make her some formula!"
Ye Gushen looked at Tang Suiyu beneath him, "Honey, how's this idea?"
"When our daughter grows up, I'll tell her that when she was just ten days old, her dad made her drink formula."
"Wrong, honey, she's already had some. Now, be good, let's continue, ignore her."
The baby cried loudly outside, and Tang Suiyu couldn't focus.
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