The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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Fu Sheng panted a little, watching from the side.

little baby on the bed,

It was white and tender, like a small dumpling carved from jade.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly, with beautiful and delicate eyebrows and eyes. Her white cheeks were fleshy, and her small mouth was pink and tender.

The little hands clenched into fists looked soft, exquisite and cute.

Fu Sheng stood aside and watched, couldn't help but bend his eyes.

Even the huge pain in his body has been relieved a lot.

"Tuantuan, he started again."

"very nice."

Fu Sheng couldn't help but want to reach out and touch him.

unexpectedly,

Seeing her movement, Wen Po immediately slapped her hand away with a slightly fierce tone,

"Is the little prince something you can touch? Go away!"

Fusheng hissed, and red marks immediately appeared on her tender white hands.

Her small face wrinkled slightly, and she retracted her hand.

"Whoa - whoa whoa -"

Suddenly, the little prince who was quiet just now burst into tears.

Limbs kept pedaling, and began to cry.

On her white and tender face, her eyebrows were frowned, and her face was full of displeasure.

Wen Po immediately picked him up in fright,

"Don't cry, don't cry..."

"Whoa - whoa -"

The little prince's cries became louder and hissed.

His calf kept kicking, extremely hard,

Kick off the swaddling clothes you just wrapped.

"Grandma, how about... let me hug you?"

Fu Sheng looked distressed.

Wen Po glared at her, annoyed,

"Just you? Go away! Don't drop the little prince!"

After speaking, she walked to the side holding the little prince who had been crying, and softly coaxed him.

"Don't cry, don't cry... The little prince is the most obedient..."

"Whoa - whoa - whoa -"

The little milk baby who was sleeping peacefully and well-behaved was crying non-stop, ignoring her comforting at all.

"Whoa whoa—"

The heart-piercing cries spread outside the hall, making the emperor anxious,

"What happened to my prince?!"

With that said, he was about to rush in.

"Your Majesty! Don't worry, Your Majesty. You can't go in. It's unlucky."

Liuyun blocked the door.

"Wen Po, take it out and show it to His Majesty."

"yes……"

Wen Po hugged her out with sweat profusely.

Fu Sheng silently followed behind.

"Is this my prince? He looks so good-looking."

The emperor stretched out his hand overjoyed, wanting to hug him.

"Whoa whoa—"

The little baby couldn't cry, the tears flowed down.

The tiny limbs kept struggling hard, as if trying to push the person who was holding him away.

Wen Po didn't dare to hold him down, so she could only comfort him softly,

"Little prince, be good...this is your father..."

The emperor hugged him carefully.

next second,

The baby cried even worse.

His voice kept howling, and he was still a little hoarse.

The originally beautiful Xiaotuanzi looked extremely pitiful.

The emperor's paternal love suddenly burst forth, and he gently coaxed him.

Fu Sheng stood in an inconspicuous corner, watching eagerly,

Hearing his cry made her a little uncomfortable.

"Tuanzi, do babies cry like this? Is he hungry?"

【... Ma'am, how do I understand this...】

【I have never brought a child...】

The dumplings poked their hands.

"……All right."

Fu Sheng was worried, but couldn't intervene,

I had to step back silently.

...

...

from morning till night,

The newborn little prince was crying all the time,

I don't drink milk, I don't want water. From the beginning of crying and crying, until there are no more tears, I have been crying at the top of my throat, making my voice hoarse.

This makes the nurses very anxious,