Luo Fu.
"Little guy, laugh one, give your uncle a smile." Han Yu was lowering his head and teasing the little doll carved from pink and jade in the cradle.
The little guy opened his big cute eyes and stared at Han Yu curiously.
This was the first time he had seen a little milk baby who was less than a month old, and it looked pretty good.
Small hands, small face, small mouth, small feet.
Look at everything so small and small, like a porcelain doll.
Han Yu was happy, but Luo Ji, who was standing aside at this time, had a black line on his face.
Originally, he was going to take him to the house to scold him properly, but he didn't expect to be cut off by his wife halfway.
He dragged people here, and he still couldn't interject.
"How old is he, I don't know what laughter is, just wai
