So, Little Haoyan's bathing, diaper changing, and body wiping were all personally done by Luoz.
After a whole day, although the joy of becoming a dad was still there, the body was inevitably exhausted. Taking care of a son is not like shooting a gun; it's not just about hitting the target, nor is it like reviewing a contract, where signing your name completes the task.
After finishing attending to their son for the night, Luoz lay beside Zhang Yuan and looked at her.
Zhang Yuan curled her lips sarcastically, "It's just the first day."
Luoz understood what she meant and found her hand to hold, "I will be a good father."
Does being a good father start with changing diapers? Zhang Yuan thought to herself, speechless.
Her lips curved slightly, and Luoz's slender fingers brushed over her lips, a twinkling smile in his blue eyes, very gentle, just a glance would make someone feel at ease.
