Dr. Wen had just opened the door, and before he could put down the shopping bag in his hand, a black shadow rushed towards him.
"Daddy, the baby is hungry and wants to eat."
Li Chengze's whole body was hung up on his boyfriend, looking determined.
"Ancestor, waist!"
After a night of hard work yesterday, and a major surgery today, his waist couldn't stand the fuss of his ancestors.
"Hmph!"
Li Chengze pouted and snorted softly, and said: "The baby needs to be hugged!"
Dr. Wen pinched the center of his brow, pinched the man's butt hard, and said, "Get out!"
"Oh!"
Intention: Love is not the white snow in spring, but the breath of healing fireworks.