After quiet, Haocheng reacted first.
“Congratulations, sir, young master, you call him dad.” Haocheng walked to Yin Qianchen with a smile and said in a compliment.
Yin Qianchen raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing Haocheng’s words.
This feeling
Perhaps it is because I have come into contact with too few feelings in this life that Yin Qianchen cannot describe his current mood. What is his current mood?
This is the legendary excitement, happiness, surging, or a kind of family affection. As a father, Yin Qianchen dares not say the deepest experience of this feeling.
But he had already confirmed that he was indeed not a person without feelings. Although there were still not many waves on his face, there were already strange ups and downs in his chest.
Yin Qianchen looked at Liang Yunsheng standing in front of him and the child in her arms
The mood became very subtle for a moment.
If Liang Yunsheng’s life changed drastically after meeting him, then for him
Yin Qianchen didn’t want to be too pretentious and had to think about this issue repeatedly, so he immediately stopped his thoughts and walked to Xibao.
“Yin Mosheng.” Yin Qianchen had already started to call Xibao’s daimyo, just in case he only knew his nickname in the future, so it was also very important to make the baby sensitive to his daimyo.
“Yin Mosheng, call him dad.” Liang Yunsheng smiled, stretched out his hand, teased the little guy, and let him face Yin Qianchen.