"Ah Yeah—Shasha"

Xiao Qibao was wearing a thin pajama in spring. Mu Zhen was about to walk to the living room with the little guy in his arms. The little guy sneezed crisply, and the small sand hammer in his hand made a few rustling sounds.

Mu Zhen paused down the stairs, lowered his head and looked at the little man in his arms, "Did you catch a cold?"

Xiao Qibao was shocked by his sneezing sound at this moment, and he opened his big eyes and was stunned.

"Little fool."

Mu Zhen bent his lips and touched the little guy's little forehead with his fingertips. Until now, Mu Zhen has not fully adapted to his father's role. No matter how you look at it, how do you think this little thing is stupid and cute?

Xiao Qibao didn't know what Xiao Daizi meant, but it was probably really a little cold, and instinctively kept hiking into Mu Zhen's arms.

It has a soft, warm little body, and a milky smell on its body.

The twenty-eight-year-old Mu Zhen is much more rational than the sixteen-year-old boy Mu Zhen.

If time comes again, the person waiting outside the delivery room that day is Mu Zhen now, Mu Zhen will still be moved, but it will never be possible to cry.

The only one who truly loves the 28-year-old Mu Zhen is the woman named Su Zijin. Even Xiao Qibao has the greatest significance to Mu Zhen, which is that the continuation of Xiao Meigui's life is much greater than that of becoming a father.

"Wait, little daddy, I'll go upstairs to get you a piece of clothing."

Mu Zhen scraped Xiao Qibao's nose, hugged her with one hand, and walked back upstairs steadily.

In the past, when Mu Zhen hugged Xiao Qibao, he was always afraid of throwing his baby daughter, so he seemed too cautious. Moreover, the 16-year-old boy Mu Zhen was much more enthusiastic about the arrival of his new life than Mu Zhen now.

Of course, Mu Zhen loves Xiao Qibao, but their expression of emotions is obviously different.

He hugged Xiao Qibao with one arm, let her sit on his arm, and gently pushed open the door of the room with his other hand.

It seemed that she liked to sit on her father's arms. This new position made her feel extremely fresh and curious. The little guy held the sand hammer in his hand, hugged his father's neck obediently, and sat down his butt a little firmly.

"Shh--"

Before entering the room, Mu Zhen "shush" at Xiao Qibao, signaling the little guy to keep quiet.

Xiao Qibao is now at the age of imitation. She also imitates her father's appearance. Her index finger presses against her small lips, her mouth pouts, "Shhh--"

Mu Zhen laughed, "Little thing."

Xiao Qibao tilted his head, who is the little thing?

On the crib, there were the clothes that Su Zijin prepared for Xiao Qibao for today.

Mu Zhen put Xiao Qibao back on the crib. After obtaining her consent, he temporarily took away the sand hammer in her hand. After all, he had not lost his memory for more than a year. He put on his clothes for Xiao Qibao in a few seconds.

The pink doll collar dress has a light yellow thin spring shirt jacket on the outside and white one-piece socks on the bottom, which looks like a beautiful little baby to a beautiful little princess.

"Tsk, okay? Mu Xiaoqi, just wear this outfit and walk out, won't she bewildered by the kids in the community?"

Xiao Qibao blinked his black grape-like eyes, huh?

"That's praising you for being beautiful, baby."

Xiao Qibao inherited Mu Zhen's natural curls, and Mu Zhen rubbed her small curls, and the touch was not too good.

Xiao Qibao understood the word "beautiful". She grinned, revealing four white baby teeth, and patted her two little hands happily.

"Shh, ancestor, please be gentle."

Mu Zhen quickly clapped the little guy, grabbed her little hand, subconsciously looked at Su Zijin on the bed, and suddenly met a pair of cold eyes.

Mu Zhen “…”

When did the wife wake up?

"Sorry, baby, did you wake you up?"

Su Zijin was awakened by the noise. Mu Zhen simply hugged Xiao Qibao with one hand, walked to the bed, sat down by the bed, bent down, and kissed Su Zijin's lips.

Xiao Qibao followed suit and broke free from Mu Zhen's arms. His little body was so fragrant that he lay on Su Zijin's body. With a "bar" sound, he kissed Su Zijin's saliva on his face. Because he didn't kiss, his little butt was facing the sky, and his little head almost fell on his head. Mu Zhen quickly picked up the person and tapped Xiao Qibao's forehead, "Ancestor, be careful. Be careful with my wife, don't hurt my wife, OK?"

Xiao Qibao probably knew that he had almost gotten into trouble and didn't dare to cry. He was held in his arms by his father with a grievance, and his eyes were looking at his mother uneasy with black grape-like eyes.

"Mom is fine."

Su Zijin sat up and kissed Xiao Qibao's face comfortably.

Children's emotions always come and go quickly.

Xiao Qibao, who was still a little uneasy in the last second, smiled again because of his mother's kiss, and opened his arms and threw himself into his mother's arms. His little hand intimately hugged his mother's neck, and his little head rubbed his little head in Su Zijin's arms.

Su Zijin's eyes softened, and her mother's unique gentle aura was surrounded by her body.

Mu Zhen “…”

I always feel that it is swelling if I am ignored?

Mu Zhen discovered that it was not his illusion, but that he was really ignored by his wife!

Su Zijin put Xiao Qibao on the bed, put on clothes and washed up, and did not have any eye contact with Mu Zhen throughout the whole process, let alone talk. Even Mu Zhen took the initiative to ask her if she wanted to sleep for a while, Su Zijin turned a deaf ear and went straight to the bathroom.

"I seem to make my wife angry. Baby, are you playing here obediently. OK?"

There were baby crawling mats and fences in the bedroom. Mu Zhen placed Xiao Qibao on the crawling mats in the fences, bent over, and discussed with her.

As soon as Mu Zhen put Xiao Qibao on the crawling mat, a layer of crystal water quickly filled Xiao Qibao's eyes.

Xiao Qibao is a bit clingy and rarely plays with her. She often has to stick to Su Zijin or Mu Zhen most of the time, especially when Mu Zhen is at home, she is Mu Zhen’s little tail and small pendant. Wherever her father goes, she will follow her.

Of course, this is definitely related to Mu Zhen's parenting method. Every time Mu Zhen came back from vacation, he wanted to tie Xiao Qibao to his belt and take him wherever he went. Because he stayed in the army on weekdays, he rarely went home. Based on a kind of compensation, he even spoiled the little guy and was a complete slave of his daughter. Sometimes, he even ignored Su Zijin's feelings without knowing it. In fact, Mu Zhen's previous behavior would bring certain troubles to Su Zijin when he brought Xiao Qibao.

Xiao Qibao is too clingy, which will inevitably lead to her occupying too much of Su Zijin and will not be conducive to her future independence.

Xiao Qibao had red eyes and stretched out his hands to ask Mu Zhen to hug him.

If it were Mu Zhen before, he would have picked up the little guy when he saw Xiao Qibao's red eyes. But now, facing Xiao Qibao's hug, Min Mu Zhen still had no intention of hugging her.

Father's love at the age of 28 is always more rational and restrained than fathers in their teens and in their early twenties.

Mu Zhen and Xiao Qibao's eyes met, "Baby, now, my wife, your mother, is angry with her father, and I have to coax my wife."

Xiao Qibao's tears were in his eyes, and the tears were shining, looking very pitiful.

Mu Zhen: "..."

Mu Zhen used his ultimate skill. He found a box of children's biscuits that Su Zijin had put in from the drawer, opened it, and handed it over, "Eat it by yourself. Dad is coming back soon, huh?"

Xiao Qibao is a foodie.

As soon as I saw what I had eaten, I was still tiptoing and stretching out my hand to ask my father to hug her. I grabbed the biscuits in Mu Zhen's hand, squatted on the crawling mat and started eating.

Mu Zhen looked at Xiao Qibao who was eating happily and narrowed his eyes.

Will anyone take food to kidnap this idiot?

There are not many cookies in total in this box. With Xiao Qibao's combat power, it will soon be able to bottom out.

Mu Zhen hurry up and seize the time.

The bathroom door was closed, and Mu Zhen tried to push the door in, and well, it was locked from the inside.

Mu Zhen: "..."

My wife was indeed angry!

...

When the two of them spend time together, they will have a different tacit understanding over time. They will be quite familiar with each other's words, deeds, behaviors, habits, hobbies, etc. Especially with Su Zijin's intelligence, even if she has never kept that person in her heart, as long as she has been with the other person for a while, she can completely understand the other person's temperament and hobbies.

What's more, that person is Mu Zhen, her husband, and the person she cares about.

Over the past year, as Mu Zhen's memory has recovered bit by bit, his behavioral habits and habits and temperament have become increasingly evident in the past. Sometimes, Su Zijin would think that Mu Zhen was back before he lost his memory. The Mu Zhen, who had experienced life and death with her, and called him Little Rose, would hold him in his hand and love him to the core, come back.

Does Mu Zhen love Su Zijin after his amnesia?

Of course it is love.

He still wanted to give her the whole world, and she also loved the younger and purer soul living in this body, but it was different after all. In his memory, there was no complete past that they had experienced together. It was clearly the same face, the same body, the same person, but she missed him in uncontrollably, frantically. Missing the man who suddenly appeared from the bushes in Talta, with camouflage on his face, and only a pair of romantic peach blossom eyes shining like a stream of light.

Su Zijin sat slowly on the ground, burying her face between her bent legs.

Her Mu Zhen is back, and her Mu Zhen is finally back.

"Click."

Mu Zhen pried open the bathroom door.

It turns out that when you are happy to a certain extent, you will really cry with joy.

Su Zijin's shoulders slightly swayed.

Mu Zhen was stunned.

He never expected that Xiao Meigui would lock herself in the bathroom alone and hide and cry secretly.

My heart seemed to be suddenly pinched, and Mu Zhen's heart hurt a little.

He knelt on one knee on the ground, hugged Su Zijin, and held her body tightly in his arms, "Baby, I'm back. Don't cry, huh? My heart is broken when you cry."

This is the unique tacit understanding between the two of them.

She didn't need to ask whether he had already remembered everything, whether he had been familiar with and loved him in the past, he had been back.
To be continued...