What will you do? If someone approached you then pointed a gun, straight through your head saying,
"Bear my child or I will kill you? "
For Xiao Zhan. He rather agree, than to get himself killed. But the problem is?
He's not a woman. He can't bear...
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Racking the crib a little, Zhan was doing all he can trying to make Xicheng fall asleep, but the baby was stubborn. Screaming, making grabby hands gesture, reaching for him.
"Papa! Papa!"
Zhan shook his head. He cannot bear to see his son, being frustrated. He's too adorable, that Zhan cannot resist him.
"Oh, oh, what are we going to do, A-cheng? Huh"- he's cooing the baby. Xicheng eyes glimmered and beams.
He started talking, though Zhan cannot comprehend what he was saying. But somehow, the little one was pointing a specific direction outside.
"You want to go in the garden, don't you?"- he cooes. The baby stamped his feet and talked.
Zhan smiled. Yibo witnessed this scene while holding a bottle of milk.
There he goes. The man who captured his heart and holds it. The one who can decide if he will crush it into pieces or makes it pump and continue to beat. He never thought that he will be having a family, a beautiful person as his spouse.
Holding a bottle of milk on the left hand, while a crown made of white lillies on the other, he approached Zhan and his son.
"Morning Bobo"- Zhan greeted with a gentle smile on his face, beaming. Their son too, Xicheng smile at him, radiating that same smile that his Papa had.
Yibo felt a sudden surge of warm, enveloping his heart. It makes his lips curve up.
Smiling back, he put the flower crown on Zhan's head.
"Lillies? Why?"
He leans forward and caught Zhan by his waist. Wrapping his arm securely on Zhan's waist.
"For a happy marriage life"- He nonchalantly said.
That made Zhan raised one eyebrow and looks at him, suspiciously. That made him laugh.
"I won't say another thing, Baby. You might think that I'm too corny or too sweet—
His eyes widened when Zhan snaked his arm on his nape and crashed his lips on his.
"I know, Bobo. You'll say, I'm the purest person whom you've ever met in your entire life"- Zhan said. Pride, was evident in his voice.
Yibo smirked, "You really think so?"
He was trying to tease Zhan. Yet his spouse kiss him again and solely answer with a simple, "Yes".
The romantic atmosphere was ruined when their son, began to cry, reaching for that bottle of milk, from his father's grip.
They both shook their head. Yibo was left no other choice but to give Xicheng's milk to Zhan. Why? Their son refuses to be apart from his Papa. Xicheng tends to like Zhan more than him. He can relate to it though. Zhan tends to be more gentle than anyone else, than anyone of them combined.
