private marriage

Song Wen felt that Jiang Xiuzhi was really good.

"Yes, I support you."

Chu Xu put down his hands and stood up, "Whoever snatches it is responsible, you take it with you tonight."

Jiang Xiuzhi saw her go out, Song Wen was quite loyal, "Don't worry, I will help you take it with you, such a small child is easy to handle."

"Is she unhappy?"

"Hey, after all, Xu Xinghan just left, so she must be in a bad mood. But she has seen all these things you have done, and she will definitely be grateful to you."

Jiang Xiuzhi walked to the crib and glanced at the child lying in it.

Seeing that Chu Xu was not there, Song Wen had the courage to ask, "Do you really not mind?"

"mind."

"Then you still want the stars back."

"I want to make her happy." Even just a little bit.

"People outside are scolding you."

Jiang Xiuzhi lay on the side of the small bed, "Who do you think she looks like?"

"So pretty, of course she looks like Xuxu."

"I don't look like it at all."

Chu Xu went to the next room, and it didn't take long to hear the cry of the child, which became louder and louder.

Jiang Xiuzhi and Song Wen, two inexperienced people, obviously couldn't stand it.

Song Wen said to help, but she would spin around the bed anxiously, "Oh, I don't know how to hold a baby, why is she crying like this? Could it be that she is sick?"

Jiang Xiuzhi's face was livid, could he hug it?

"Didn't you hug me before?"

"That's different. The nanny put it in my hands. Such a soft baby... I dare not pick it up from the bed."

What if you sprain your hand or sprain your leg?
The two of them just stared at each other, helpless, their faces flushed red as they watched Xing Xing cry.

Chu Xu originally wanted to leave it alone, but she couldn't let go of the baby after all. She returned to the door of the room and saw Jiang Xiuzhi bent over, awkwardly trying to take the baby out of the crib.

Xingxing kicked his legs and kicked him in the face, Jiang Xiuzhi still had a warning on his lips.

"If you dare to kick again, I will tie your legs up."

Xing Xing didn't understand either, but cried even harder.

Song Wen said she wanted to help, but she could only raise her hands, "You, you, you... Be careful, the baby is soft, what should I do if I get hurt?"

"Let's see if she needs to change her diaper?" Song Wen said again.

Jiang Xiuzhi reluctantly held the star in his arms, for fear that she would fall, and the tighter the child was hugged, the more he would cry.

Song Wen was still chirping, "Take it easy, it scares the child."

Jiang Xiuzhi looked at the little furry head swaying from side to side in his arms, "Quick, take it away."

"I-I won't."

Chu Xu walked in a few steps, and when Jiang Xiuzhi saw her, it was like meeting a savior.

"Chu Xu, come here."

"I should be hungry, I'm going to make milk powder."

As Chu Xu spoke, she walked to the table next to her, on which were some milk powder and diapers that had not been taken away.

There was a cleaned baby bottle next to her, and Chu Xu was a little flustered by the crying of the child, and Song Wen wanted to come over to help her.

"Do you want hot water? Or cold water?"

Chu Xu stared at the bottle, and finally called the nanny.

As soon as the connection was made there, Chu Xu couldn't wait to ask, "Hey, Xing Xing is back tonight, can you bring it for me? You don't have to worry about the reward."

"I'm sorry Mrs. Xu, I've already found a good family."

"Okay, how much milk does Xing Xing drink now?"

The nanny patiently taught Chu Xu on the phone, "The temperature of the water must be well controlled. First adjust the water and then put in the milk powder. That is, the spoon in the milk powder tank scoops three spoons, which is just equal."

Chu Xu followed suit, and Jiang Xiuzhi couldn't coax the little baby at all.

"You should hurry up."

"What's the reminder?" Chu Xu shook the bottle twice, and she walked quickly to Jiang Xiuzhi, who was about to hand the baby to her.

But Chu Xu stuffed the bottle into his hand, "Hey."

"Did I make a mistake and ask me to do this kind of thing?"

"People are brought back by you, and you are responsible for them."

Jiang Xiuzhi clenched the bottle in his hand, "I threw her away."

Chu Xu took another diaper and stuffed it for him, then walked out quickly.

Song Wen saw that Jiang Xiuzhi wanted to catch up, but the child grabbed him by the collar, and he was afraid that she would slip out of his hands if he walked too fast.

"Well, you give her milk, maybe she's hungry."

Jiang Xiuzhi had no choice but to sit down by the bed and carefully put the bottle to Xingxing's mouth.

She bit it right away, took a sharp breath, and the crying stopped immediately.

Jiang Xiuzhi's face burst into joy, "I really don't want to cry anymore."

"Yeah, feed it slowly."

"Where are you going?" Isn't it good to help?
Song Wen slipped away quickly, and walked into Chu Xu's room in twos and threes, "Xu Xu, do you really care?"

"He thought he was a hero who saved the world, so he was given this opportunity to show off." Chu Xu was also reluctant to bear the child, "He always felt that what he did was right."

"But in this matter, I stand by Jiang Xiuzhi, and I quite admire him."

Chu Xu is not a cold-hearted person, so to speak, except for Jiang Xiuzhi.

"He wanted to accept me and the kids, it was so easy for him."

This night, Jiang Xiuzhi was so disturbed by a child that he was hungry, tired, and cried for some reason. It might also be that he was afraid of seeing him as a stranger.

Jiang Xiuzhi wished his assistant could find him a nanny.

Song Wen and Chu Xu closed the door tightly and didn't care about the situation in the room. Jiang Xiuzhi stayed up all night and scolded Chu Xu for being cold-hearted all night.

In the early morning, Jiang Xiuzhi finally closed his eyes, and was woken up by crying again.

He turned over and called her ancestor, "Can you stop crying?"

But when I think about this baby who just lost his father, it's quite pitiful.

Jiang Xiuzhi forced himself to sit up, and he swayed on the side of the small bed, "Don't cry, can I buy you whatever you want? Can you sleep well?"

When the assistant came over, Jiang Xiuzhi was almost boiled to death, pointing at the stars in the bed.

"You, change her diaper."

"Young Master Jiang, I can't do this either."

"Don't talk nonsense, after changing the diapers, find two good confinement ladies."

The assistant frantically lifted Xing Xing's feet, Jiang Xiuzhi was standing there soaking milk, the assistant couldn't help muttering, "Why doesn't she do this kind of thing?"

When Chu Xu came in, Jiang Xiuzhi was breastfeeding again, walking back and forth in the room with the baby in his arms, Xing Xing grabbed his neck with his hands.

As soon as I grabbed his flesh, I squeezed it a little bit, and squeezed it down hard while exerting the force of breastfeeding.

Jiang Xiuzhi was in so much pain that he couldn't spare her hand to pull her away.

"You little one, you are as heartless as your mother!"

Chu Xu walked over quickly and took Xing Xing from him. Jiang Xiuzhi was still holding the milk bottle in one hand.

She looked at his neck, and there was a bruise on his neck.