Her hair was in a bun, and under the soft, subtle light, the way she lowered her head to gaze at the baby had an indescribable fresh and gentle charm.
Although there was a nursery in the house, Pengpeng always slept in the bedroom with them. His daily necessities were piled under the baby bed in the bedroom, tissues, diapers, wet wipes, and small basins were somewhat scattered, yet filled with the feeling of daily life.
It was very cozy, making Fu Yisheng's fatigue from a day's work disappear completely.
"You've worked hard, honey!" Fu Yisheng bent down, gently tapped Pengpeng's nose, the little guy was a bit sensitive, uncomfortably twisting his small body, his cheek leaning against his mother's fair skin.
Lu Qingqing's face bloomed with a smile, "I'm his mother, this is what I should do!"
From the moment she confirmed her pregnancy, she swore to be a good mom, just like Fu Yisheng was always being a good dad, their love for the child was deep, beyond legal obligations.
