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Manhattan.

An estate on the North Shore of Long Island.

On the sea side, there are three townhouses.

The owners are all presidents of United Bank, and they mainly don’t want to be disturbed.

As the sun sets, the modern villa buildings in the garden light up at the same time, giving the garden a silvery white perspective.

Hear Xicheng's cry.

Shen Jing, who was typing on the computer on the balcony, quickly got up, walked to the fence, and looked down.

The clear blue swimming pool, the palm trees are cast into shadow by the light.

I saw Zhou Lüchen squatting in front of Xicheng, one big and one small facing each other, talking in low voices.

Xicheng pouted reluctantly.

Obviously, the little guy was scolded by Zhou Lüchen again.

He kept clamoring for Shen Jing to hug him, but it was always inconvenient to hug him when he was pregnant.

In the world of his little mind, he didn't understand why it took so long to see Shen Jing, why Shen Jing couldn't hug him, and why Shen Jing didn't coax him to sleep.

Grievance welled up in his eyes, and he shed tears in his dark eyes. He awkwardly raised the back of his little hand to wipe the tears carefully.

The place where the back of his hand rubbed was sticky with tears. He was born with a mysophobia, which made him even more aggrieved.

Zhou Luchen took the white handkerchief handed over by the servant and slowly wiped Xicheng's little hand.

Xicheng changed his hand again.

When he cried and asked to wipe his tears, Zhou Lüchen wiped his hands for him.

The tacit understanding between father and son.

The man's movements were gentle, and his handsome side profile was dimmed by the light. Shen Jing watched with a smile and listened patiently.

Zhou Luchen: "It will take a long time, and Mommy won't be able to hold you. Do you understand?"

Although his voice was low and Zhou Lüchen said no, Xicheng could only endure it silently and nodded sensibly.

Look at him, his little mouth is tightly sealed.

The young face in front of him had a pair of thick eyebrows similar to his, and he was obviously only a year older.

too small.

He didn't understand that his wife was pregnant with his flesh and blood.

It was difficult for his wife's thin body to hold Xicheng, Zhou Lu thought deeply, he didn't understand when.

He rubbed Xicheng's short soft hair with his palms and said, "There will be a younger sister coming to our house."

Xicheng seemed to understand, tilting his head, showing a slightly confused expression.

"Do I have a sister?"

"Ah."

Zhou Luchen's eyes were stained with a slight smile, which seemed to be hooked but not hooked, "Our secret."

It was a secret. Shen Jing was so curious that she went to see a doctor abroad.

Shen Jing's unborn baby.

It's definitely my sister.

It was originally his and Shen Jing's secret.

It doesn't matter if one more little guy knows.

Wipe your hands well.

Zhou Lüchen handed the veil to the servant.

"How about we leave my mother to my sister for a few months."

Xicheng pouted her pink and moist lips and asked, "Can my sister be like me?"

Zhou Luchen asked in a low voice, "Does it look like you're crying?"

Zhou Xicheng tried his best to control his trembling long eyelashes and chuckled, "Xicheng promises not to cry."

Grandma's voice was clearly a little aggrieved.

own flesh and blood.

Zhou Lüchen had no choice but to pick up the little guy, with a small ball in his arms rubbing against his suit like a cub. With his father in his arms, he was happy to have a little sister.

As soon as he turned around, Zhou Lüchen saw it accurately.

Look at each other from a distance.

The light mist dispersed, and Shen Jing felt that the light reflected in Zhou Lüchen's eyes looked like a sea of ​​Milky Way, full and deep.

Xicheng also saw her, raised his head and called out "Mama".

"Daddy said, I have a sister..."

Happy little look.

Shen Jing always smiled and looked at the father and son.

Xicheng has just been in New York for a few days, and Zhou Luchen will sleep with him tonight.

She had been suffering from severe back pain recently, and it was inconvenient for her to coax Xicheng.

Shen Jing closed the computer and entered the room, locking the door.

Coincidentally, the father and son had just arrived at the stairs and watched the bedroom door's system sound a 'ding' and it was locked from the inside.

The servant was cleaning the expensive vase at the end, always looking in all directions and listening to all directions, and he wisely stepped forward to knock on the door.

It's not open.

The father and son who were locked out were a bit pitiful.

Xicheng hugged Zhou Lüchen's neck tightly and said in a soft voice, "Mommy doesn't want you anymore."

Zhou Luchen's thin lips twitched and he smiled.

Not angry.

Take Xicheng back to the baby's room.

His wife will regret it in the middle of the night. It will rain in New York tonight.

Zhuang Ming, holding a bottle and toys, followed him to the baby's room.

Zhuang Ming actually knows how to coax children, but Xicheng doesn't need him to coax him when they are with him. He only loves to cling to Zhou Luchen.

The same blood is obviously flowing. I heard the old lady nagging: Xicheng's personality did not follow Ah Chen at all, and Ah Chen was not clingy when he was a child.
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night.Zhou Lüchen held the little guy and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, coaxing him to sleep.

Dark clouds enveloped Manhattan, and a flash of lightning flashed across the sky.

But two or three minutes.

Zhou Lüchen's cell phone on the table lit up.

She stretched out her hand to open it and looked at it, but Shen Jing suddenly withdrew it.

Zhou Lüchen stared at the input text at the top, twitching the corners of his lips, not knowing what words she was brewing.

long time.

Shen Jing: "Is Xicheng asleep?"

He typed with one hand: "No"

Shen Jing: "Oh"

she asked incredulously.

Zhou Luchen understood and put down the phone.

He held Xicheng's back with his palms and continued to tell the story.

Disney animation, "Baymax".

The little guy had no intention of sleeping, so Zhou Lüchen paced back and forth from the floor-to-ceiling window to the bed.

He had to be coaxed. As long as he was there, Xicheng was used to falling asleep with him.

The little guy rubbed his soft and white face in his arms and whispered, "Xicheng wants to...want to see my sister."

Zhou Luchen patted his back gently, "There are still two months."

Xicheng didn't know how many days it was, and thought he would be able to see him when he woke up.

Xicheng was unhappy, his eyelashes fell, and his round head fell on Zhou Lüchen's shoulder.

The rain came, and it came hard.

The man carried Xicheng for a walk in the room, and his chest was broad enough to serve as a shelter for the little one to rely on.

The little guy's eyelids gradually became heavy, he opened his little mouth and yawned, then he closed his eyes obediently and fell asleep.

"Daddy, give me a hug..."

Zhou Lüchen had to hold the little guy for a while longer before putting the little guy back on the bed.

The confinement sister-in-law came in and stayed with her in the nanny's room.

Before leaving.

Zhou Luchen bent down slightly, placed a kiss on the little guy's soft forehead, and said in a low voice, "It's raining. Auntie, remember to get up in the middle of the night."

The words were spoken to my confinement sister-in-law.

The confinement sister-in-law nodded respectfully, "You can relax, I can stay up all night."

Zhou Lu was in a hurry to go back to the bedroom. Instead, he went to the study and took out the property agreement from the safe.

Uncap the pen.

Looking at the two words written on the notebook: Zhou Song
Write the word "Zhou Song" on the property agreement.

at last.

The phone lights up again.

Shy-skinned Shen Jing: "Husband... thunder"

Afraid of thunder?
I'm really curious as to how she managed to survive those years when she lived alone in Sioux City.

I know how to act like a baby.

Zhou Lüchen sorted out the documents, put them back in the safe, picked up his phone and went back to the bedroom.

Only the bedside wall lamp was on.

She always slept on her side, and there was a faint light under the half-covered quilt. Zhou Lüchen leaned over, took the mobile phone out of her hand, and scolded her.

She hooked her arms around his neck and smiled, "Rub your waist, it's so uncomfortable."

Zhou Lüchen got into her bed, spread her long hair with his fingers, and nibbled on her mouth.
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that year.

The white begonia flowers are in full bloom.

Zhou Xiangqun and Miss Song got married.

same.

The old lady received a call from New York.

Zhuang Ming said.

"The second young master's child was born. He is white and tender. He cried very hard."

She is a little princess, born in New York.

The chances of the Zhou family having a girl were so low that the seriously ill old lady was overjoyed again and kept saying yes.

The little princess is good and has a sweet mouth like her mother. The family banquet in the courtyard will be more lively in the future.

His name is Zhou Song.

The word "Zhou Song" is included in the Zhou family tree.

Nickname is Tangtang.

Zhou Luchen likes Bai Haitang very much.

When Tangtang was just one year old, she heard a beautiful aunt comment on her nickname, "You can pick a white begonia on Tuesday and fly it back to Shanghai from Beijing to make the beauty smile."

Tangtang didn't understand at all. He rolled his round eyes and looked up at Bai Haitang in the courtyard.

They say Tangtang is the best at reincarnation.

Having it all is effortless.

Her biological father, Zhou Lüchen, also had a face that brought trouble to everyone.

pity.

Tangtang didn't inherit. She just followed her mother with her eyes. She didn't need to do anything. She just stared at people. Her lower eyelids were pink, and she looked like she was about to cry but not crying.

Zhou Lüchen once said, "She looked at me with such eyes and seduced me into a pirate ship."

Of course Tangtang didn't understand what Zhou Lüchen was talking about.