Chapter 608: Chapter 607: (1 more)
“Co here,” Jin Yu called to Xu Niannian, extending his hand.
“Co here for what?” Xu Niannian asked with a smile as she placed her hand in his palm. Jin Yu’s fingers slowly tightened, clenching her delicate and boneless hand.
His thumb gently caressed the back of her soft, fair hand, brushing over each of the fingernail marks.
“Does it hurt?” Jin Yu asked her.
Xu Niannian knew he was feeling sorry for her. She cupped his face with her other hand, her smile beaming, “It hurts, so you can’t do this anymore, I’ll feel pain.”
“I won’t do it again,” Jin Yu said, as if he’d made a certain decision, gently pulling her closer and planting a soft kiss on her forehead.
Jin Dabao, who was drinking formula, held the bottle with both hands, his eyes wide open in surprise. The bottle slipped from his grasp without him noticing, and his mouth ford an “O” shape.
“Wow!” He blurted out, prompting Xu Niannian and Jin Yu to turn their heads and catch sight of their son’s exaggerated expression.
The little one looked very comical with such a face.
Realizing what Jin Yu had just done to her, Xu Niannian quickly sat back in her chair, grabbed Jin Dabao to sit on her lap, and stuffed the bottle back into his mouth: “Eat.”
“Awoo,” Jin Dabao, sitting in Xu Niannian’s arms, tilted his head back with a face full of disbelief.
As if to say, “You’re really kissing in front of ?”
Jin Yu looked at his son’s silly expression and stretched out his hand to pinch the little chubby face.
The fleshy little cheek felt solid to the touch, and Jin Dabao whined unhappily, turning to grunt “Awoo” at Jin Yu and smacked his hand with the bottle.
Xu Niannian instinctively caught the bottle, pinched Jin Dabao’s little nose and said, “Daddy is injured.”
Jin Yu had been hit with eight… bullets, which of course ant eight surgical wounds. Jin Dabao was strong, and Xu Niannian worried that a smack from him could tug at Jin Yu’s wounds.
Seeing Xu Niannian so nervous, Jin Yu smiled gently, his heart warming, even though he wasn’t that frail.
His wife was being protective and caring towards him.
Jin Dabao also made a silly face at Xu Niannian, his inner monologue running: “Do you think this cheap dad is made of clay?”
Of course, Xu Niannian couldn’t read Jin Dabao’s mind, seeing him open his mouth dumbfoundedly and look up at her; she couldn’t resist kissing his little chubby cheek: “Dabao is good.”
Jin Dabao imdiately let out a dejected “Awoo” and hung his little head low.
Isn’t it said that once a woman has a child, she forgets all about her husband?
How co it’s different in their ho?
The silly woman clearly cares more about the cheap dad. He’s just a milk baby, afraid of hurting him?
Jin Yu, watching Xiao Bao still sleeping, said to Xu Niannian with a smile, “Bring Xiao Bao over to sleep with .”
“Huh?” Xu Niannian initially thought she had heard wrong, then disagreed, “No, your injuries are too severe, the baby might accidentally hurt you if he gets restless.”
Xu Niannian was soone who was terribly afraid of pain, even the slightest injury felt painful to the touch, let alone Jin Yu’s wounds which were still so severe.
Never underestimate the strength of children.
At critical monts, they can be excruciatingly painful.
Jin Yu gazed at Xu Niannian, his eyes gradually growing more intense.
Does his wife really see him as a porcelain doll?
Jin Yu moistened his chapped lips.
The feeling wasn’t bad at all.
Jin Yu had another nickna in the organization besides the Living King of Hell: Iron Man.
People always said he was tough and resilient, and indeed he was rough-skinned and thick-fleshed.
He never thought there would co a day when soone would treat him like a fragile item, tenderly and carefully.
Though he was no porcelain doll, seeing Xu Niannian so concerned made Jin Yu’s mood soar with joy.
“Why are you staring at like that?” Xu Niannian felt that Jin Yu’s gaze at this mont was particularly mischievous.
Jin Yu’s lips curled into a grin: “Xiao Bao will feel cold sleeping alone on the bed, don’t worry, he sleeps peacefully and won’t touch .”
Xu Niannian thought it made sense; Xiao Bao wasn’t like Dabao, who would move around. A child sleeping alone in a bed indeed lacks warmth.
The weather was too cold now, and Xiao Bao had just been seriously ill a couple of days ago. On hearing Jin Yu, Xu Niannian felt heartache and quickly settled Dabao on the bed before going to pick up Xiao Bao and bring him back.
Xiao Bao was still asleep, his soft, tender face looking a bit thinner.
Xu Niannian kissed his little face with pity.
Then she placed Xiao Bao next to Jin Yu.
Jin Yu looked at the little guy and frowned: “Has he not been eating well lately?”
“Yes?” Xu Niannian didn’t understand why Jin Yu asked that.
Jin Yu poked Xiao Bao’s face: “He’s lost weight.”
That’s how he had noticed.
Xu Niannian touched Xiao Bao’s forehead with distress: “Yes, he had a high fever the last few days, and it wouldn’t go down.”
Upon hearing this, Jin Yu squeezed Xiao Bao’s face, even more resolved to settle down.
Transferring over to this side, the work he was doing had already begun to stabilize, and it wasn’t as dangerous anymore.
Because Ye Xiangtian hadn’t been captured yet, but the evidence of his cris had just been found, allowing the organization to issue a pursuit order, Jin Yu naturally wouldn’t miss the chance to catch him personally.
He wanted to give Xu Niannian and the children a reassuring ho.
True enough, Xiao Bao got much warr after sleeping in the sa bed with Jin Yu; his little face was no longer so pale and had gotten so color back.
Jin Dabao, left aside, lay pitifully on Jin Yu’s leg, tilting his head to grumble “Awoo” at Xu Niannian.
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