"Hmm~" The little girl in his arms choked a few times, as if she knew that the person holding her was his father, and soon stopped crying, she opened her big watery eyes and looked at Shang Lingsi.

Little mouth chirp, still drooling.

Unspeakable cute.

"I'm... Dad." Shang Lingsi looked at the little baby in front of him, looked at her with Yu Xinxing's small face, holding her arms and tightening silently.

Just a simple sentence fell, and his eyes were red.

This is his daughter, the daughter of him and Yu Xinxing.

She looks really like her.

"Sorry, it's daddy's bad." Shang Lingsi held the soft little girl in his arms, took the towel, and gently wiped her nose and tears from her face.

As soon as the little girl didn't cry, her little face became pink, pouting her mouth to drink milk, cute like a little glutinous rice dumpling.

"My sister is very good. As long as I eat and drink, I rarely cry, but every night before going to bed, I have a temper. I have heard from the nurse that she probably missed Mom and Dad, so she brought her up. ."

Yang Shuchen was aside, seeing that Shang Lingsi was finally willing to face his daughter, and slowly opened his lips.

When his words fell, Shang Lingsi frowned, and then looked at the little girl in his arms, a bit guilty.

"Heart." Shang Lingsi's thin lips opened slightly, and he spat out two people suddenly.

Yang Shuchen was taken aback, and quickly realized that he was naming the child.

Heart heart.

It is Yu Xinxing's heart.

"If my aunt knew that she had given birth to such a cute daughter, she would wake up early and hug her little baby."

Yang Shuchen walked to the little girl and poked her little cheek with his finger.

Teasing her to play.

"Little bit, you have a name, you are Xiaoxinxin, do you like it?"

"Well~" The little baby in the swaddle, chirped, spitting, and lay in Shang Lingsi's arms. He only rolled his eyes and closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Yang Shuchen: "..."! !

How did he feel that he was despised by a milk doll?

Humph!

With a cold snort, Yang Shuchen signaled the nurse to go out with him first, leaving room for the family of three.

In the ward, it became quiet.

Shang Lingsi was very nervous when he held the child with the care in his arms for the first time. Fortunately, the little girl was very good, and since he picked it up, he has not cried again.

The little hand clenched his fist and kept rubbing against his mouth.

But he didn't put it in his mouth, just kept rubbing on the side.

Spit out saliva bubbles, harp from time to time...

Shang Lingsi's eyes flashed, put her on Yu Xinxing's bed, and let her lie beside Yu Xinxing.

"You keep telling me that you want to give me a daughter. Now that the daughter is born, she looks like you, so you can bear to fall asleep without opening your eyes and just look at her?"

"..."

"She is lying next to you now, I know you can feel her presence, her hand is right beside your hand, you can hold her as long as you stretch out your hand."

"..."

"She just cried, and the nurse said that it was because she couldn't see her mother. Not only was the daughter thinking of you, Yu Xinxing, I was thinking of you too. How long are you planning to abandon our father and daughter?"

In a quiet ward, only the instrument's reminder sounds from time to time.

Shang Lingsi's magnetic voice seemed very deep.

After playing cautiously for a while, I got hungry and started crying, wanting to drink milk.