1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

  Hearing her voice, Leng Yunlin's lips curled up into a slight smile, like a happy spring: "You're awake."

   "Yes." Mu Qingyu nodded, staring at the little person in his arms without blinking.

  Leng Yunlin immediately walked over with the child in his arms, sat down beside her, and carefully placed the child in her arms.

  Mu Qingyu has brought Enen before, so she is naturally much more proficient in holding children than Leng Yunlin. He also raised the bed by the way, stuffed a few pillows behind her, and let her lean on the head of the bed to hold the child.

   "Qingyu, this is our child. Our little princess."

  His arms circled around her neck, taking both their mother and daughter into his arms. It is a small, soft ball, and the breath is full of milky fragrance. And her back, leaning against his solid chest, a kind of joy of carrying life, and a sense of solidity to rely on, attacked her heart at the same time.

  With a quiet and lovely child and a reliable husband, this is a complete family.

   At this moment, the pain, sadness and negative feelings of self-blame brought about by her postpartum depression were cut in half. She holds the child in her arms, and behind her is a man she can rely on. She seems to have a feeling. . . . . . . This is each other, and this is the home she misses so much!

   "Yunlin, I'm so happy!" Her voice trembled slightly, and she couldn't help leaning towards Leng Yunlin.

  The clothes on the man's body are made of soft and comfortable fabrics. When you get close to him, you can feel the strong and tense muscles in his body, which are full and swollen piece by piece. It seems that there is vigorous vitality inside and a warm harbor that will never end.

  Leng Yunlin also hooked his lips and smiled, remembering what his aunt said, it was indeed true. As long as she is in a good mood, as long as the child is safe and sound, her postpartum depression will heal without treatment.

  There are too many things to say, thank him, thank him for his tolerance, thank him for his dedication and hard work, or rejoice, rejoice that I insisted on keeping this little baby at the beginning, so I have such a happy moment now!

  She turned her head sideways, saw Leng Yunlin's eyes, and looked at herself. Those dark pupils only reflected her figure, a feeling of sourness and satisfaction rippling in her heart. She slowly leaned over, and he also slowly lowered his head, looking at each other, breathing, lingering together.

   Then, lips touch.

   There is no deep kiss that is entangled to death, only a gentle kiss, as soft as a feather.

   At this time, the little guy who had just slept soundly woke up in his mother's arms and opened his eyes.

  Big and round black eyeballs, staring at the two men and women in front of them who were kissing lightly. She still didn't seem to understand why the two adults in front of her leaned together and kissed like this. Could it be that there was milk in each other's mouths?

  How long have they been kissing, and the **** eyes have been staring at the two people who are leaning together in strange postures for a long time. Later, as if remembering something, he stuffed his little finger into his mouth, sucking his little paw while watching calmly.

   After waiting for a while, the two adults finally finished kissing. Mu Qingyu lowered her head, saw the little guy sucking his paw, and quietly watched them kiss. That cute little appearance made her feel like she was hit by happiness, and her whole body felt sweet. Especially the little girl's glass-like pupils, which are full of brilliance, like flowers that are about to bloom, full of dew.

   "Yunlin, she's looking at me!"

  The newly-promoted mother smiles a little dazedly, and is a little silly in intelligence. You are right in front of the baby. If she doesn’t look at you, who else is she looking at?