This day

weekend

Jun Moyan, who stayed at home, stayed in the study for a whole day.

In the evening, I don’t know if it was because I was a little tired after working for a day, or for some other reason, Jun Moyan was unable to concentrate on his work.

My heart was as if something had touched him, making it difficult for him to sit up.

He stood up and came to the window to try to breathe, but after a while, he could not suppress the restlessness in his heart.

The arrival of unseparable emotions made him feel uneasy and slowly became anxious.

He tried to control himself and not think about it in a bad way.

The study room was too quiet, and the quiet environment infinitely magnified the impetuousness in his heart.

Jun Moyan couldn't stay, so he turned around and left the study.

As he walked through the corridor quickly, he went downstairs a little anxiously, wanting to go out of the villa to take a breath.

While touching his pocket, he wanted to use his cell phone to call Shangguan Yu or Qingyi and any of them.

He can't feel the quiet for a second now, even a little sound, anything that can make him do.

But the phone landed in the study, which made Jun Moyan, who had touched the empty space, become more and more panicked.

He walked downstairs quickly and when he was halfway through, he suddenly looked up at the direction of the gate. A slender figure appeared at the door and entered his sight.

Jun Moyan's steps suddenly stopped, and then he stayed there without any movement.

The person at the door saw him and was stunned for a moment, then smiled at him, then stepped up the steps and walked towards him.

Jun Mo Yan Zang was still there and no action at all.

Something was in his arms, and Jun Moyan's eyes slowly fell from his face to his arms...

As the man kept approaching, Jun Moyan's breathing slowly began to hold, his eyes staring at his arms for a moment, and he didn't dare to let out a moment of excitement.

Feng Li stood in front of him, and did not urge him, leaving him slowly to calm down.

After a while, Jun Mo Yancai raised his eyes stiffly and looked at Feng Liyan who had stood in front of him for a while.

There is joy, excitement, helplessness, confusion, nervousness, gratitude, disbelief... and too many emotions that he dare not express.

The eyes that were as calm as stagnant as water for a month finally started to turbulently.

"he……"

He spoke a word, but he choked up.

His throat was sore and uncomfortable, his throat was so tight that it became hoarse. He couldn't say a word, but his emotions kept rising.

"Save it back, it's a boy." Feng Liyan said with a smile, hugging the little guy who was sleeping in his arms towards him.

One sentence made Jun Moyan’s eyes red at that time.

He looked back in his arms again and tried his best to calm himself down.

Then he stretched out his hand stiffly and carefully hugged the little guy from Feng Liyan's arms.

But he still shook his body and trembled due to nervousness and excitement, and his legs became weak without competing.

He hardly dared to breathe hard, for fear of shocking the sleeping little guy.

However, he still made a noise when he was stiff. He snorted twice in his nose, and his two white and tender hands also moved.

Jun Moyan raised his heart, and gently held the child in his arms like slow motion.

The moment he hugged the child in his arms, Jun Moyan's dead-jumping heart gradually beating.

He looked at the child's tender little face while sleeping, and his eyes slowly flowed on his little face.

Seriously, read it over and over again.

Holding the child, Jun Moyan slowly lowered his head and gently kissed his forehead.
Chapter completed!