There's a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter 371

The thirty second dragon scale (V)

As a result, it was useless for the nursing mother to come, and the little fat man was still crying. The nursing mother was very frightened under the stare of the uncle, so she quickly knelt on the ground: "... The young master kissed his wife very much, and the slave and maid had just been transferred, and only served the young master when he was hungry..."

Duan Jin picks up her son crying in her nursing mother's arms. Although the little fat man is not over a year old, the meat on his body is real. He puts Duan Jin in his arms and tries his best to wriggle. Duan Jin can't use too much energy to a little baby. Finally, he can only go back to find Linglong.

Once again, he realized what a failed father he was. Even if his son didn't know him, he couldn't do it overnight.

Linglong put on the ointment and lay down. It was not surprising to hear the knock on the door. The servant girl outside kept the night opened the door. Duan Jin came in with the little fat man in his arms. Linglong sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes, covered her mouth and yawned, "didn't you say you'd take him all night?"

Duan Jin said, "I... he always cries."

Linglong said, "isn't it normal for children to cry? You have to coax him when he cries. Do you need me to teach you? "

But Duan Jin nodded: "yes."

Because he really doesn't know how to treat a little baby who doesn't understand the truth, so small and fragile.

The little fat man was excited to see his mother and stretched out his hand to flutter in the direction of Linglong. Duan Jin took him to the bedside. From the condescending angle where he stood, he happened to catch a glimpse of the beautiful scenery in Linglong's bedclothes. Duan Jin was a gentleman, so he turned his head and didn't look at it. Linglong looked at the little fat man shouting at him and sighed: "are you here to collect debts?"

The little fat man couldn't understand. He screamed and still stretched out his hand to Linglong. He smelled the familiar fragrance. He liked this hug and didn't like the man holding him now. It was cold and hard. He was not comfortable at all. His tender meat hurt.

Linglong took the little fat man over. Duan Jin was relieved. He stood on the side and looked at him. He saw the little fat man fluttering in his arms and vowing to die. In an instant, he changed his smiling face and snuggled into his wife's arms meekly and skillfully. He was a little lost and guilty. He felt that he had promised her to take his son all night, but he sent his son back. It was really wrong and useless.

As long as his wife is willing to communicate and can listen to him, Duan Jin will meet his demands, and so will he to his family. If you don't say it, he won't understand, but as long as you say it clearly, he won't ignore it if he can do it.

He stood quietly and silently, watching his wife and children's every move, but he couldn't see any trick. The little fat man is obviously one-sided clinging and flattering. It can be seen that he likes his mother very much, because he refuses to leave when he is wrapped in Linglong's arms, and he won't sleep for fear that she will give him to others again.

"Go and wet your veil and bring it."

Duan Jin was stunned.

"Go!" She aggravated her tone with anger. Seeing Duan Jin still didn't understand, she said, "he's so big. He cried for so long. The tears are dry on his face. It's not good to wipe it clean. There is warm water in the room. If you wet your veil, bring it to him to wipe. "

After listening to her words, Duan Jin realized that he turned to the back of the screen. There was really warm water on the stove there, and there were hurried cloth towels and handkerchiefs on the shelf, but the material of the handkerchiefs was obviously finer and smoother. Children's skin was delicate, and they couldn't use too rough objects. Duan Jin took the handkerchief, soaked it in the water, and soon returned to Linglong. She held the child well and clamped the restless little fat claws. "The action should be lighter. His skin is very tender."

This means to wipe the embers.

Duan Jin didn't refuse. He carefully covered his son's face with a handkerchief and wiped it away from his beautiful eyes. Soon, his little face full of tears was clean and fresh. He was instructed by Linglong to bring children's special cream on the dressing table. As soon as the cover was turned off, there was a nice smell of milk fragrance. Linglong touched a little on the little fat man's face with her fingers, Motioned Duan Jin to rub it open.

Compared with the baby's delicate skin, Duan Jin's palm, which writes all year round, has many thin cocoons. He had never taken care of the little baby, and his movements were very clumsy. The little fat man was obviously hurt by him and hummed whether to cry or not. Linglong pulls Duan Jin's wrist. He seems to have been scalded. Her skin is similar to that of her son, which makes Duan Jin subconsciously afraid to touch it. Linglong said, "if you want to be lighter, his little face can't stand your rubbing like this."

Under Linglong's earnest instruction, Duan Jin finally successfully completed the arduous task of wiping his son's face. In a short time, he had sweated a lot. When Linglong said it was ok, Duan Jin was relieved and felt more nervous than usual to see the emperor.

The little fat man nestled comfortably in Linglong's arms. When Linglong saw that it was getting late, he said to Duan Jin, "well, take him to bed."

Duan Jin hesitated. He was afraid that his son would cry again“ Can't you let him stay here? He always cries beside me. "

Hearing the speech, Linglong looked at him with a smile: "does he want to sleep with me, or do you want to sleep with me?"