The sleeping little guy pouted slightly. His skin was white and red, making him very adorable.
Jun Li couldn't help but think about hugging him.
He turned his head to look at Qin Shu, and his voice was as soft as ever. "Can I hug him?"
"Of course." Qin Shu smiled lightly. She bent down to carry her son out and handed him to Jun Li.
Jun Li lowered his eyes and took the baby carefully. It was his first time carrying such a small baby, so his hands were stiff. He was afraid that he would hurt him if he used too much strength, but he was afraid that if he used too little strength, he would not be able to hold him properly and fall.
Looking at the little guy, the guy did not feel like he was being carried around.
His heart softened.
