Chapter 798: I don’t want better, I just want you(18)

The little boy is surprisingly beautiful, with a pair of black eyes and bright eyes, extra long eyelashes, like two rows of small fans, his skin is white, his face is red, his lips are pink, and the soft and cute is like a Steamed buns, people can't wait to hold them in their arms, and kiss them hard.
Whose child is this? How did he come to him?
Han Zhihui Xu was attracted by the small sculpted buns, staring at him for a while, then raised his head and looked around.
The hallway was empty, and no adults followed, so this is the private room where the child came out without the parents' attention, and could not find the way back?
While Han Zhihui was thinking, he looked at his little boy with blinking eyes, and said, "Dad."
The little boy should look like a year and a half to two years old, which is a lot more pronounced than Li Da’s son called
粑粑
.
When the boy saw Han Zhi turned away from him, he opened his mouth again, and the tone was much higher than it was just now: "Dad!"
Whose child is this? So stupid that even dad can admit wrong...
Han Zhi returned to see the little boy shouting "Dad" twice in succession, almost chuckling without chuckling, he bent down without thinking, and wanted to say something to the little boy. Realizing that his fingertips were still burning cigarettes, he stopped and squatted down after extinguishing his cigarette butts, and said to the little boy, "I am not your father."
I don't know if the little boy understood him. After his words were settled, he shouted again: "Dad."
"I'm really not your father."
"Dad, daddy."
Han Zhihui sees that no matter how he explains, the little boy has been shouting "Daddy" to himself, and he will not be arguing about this topic anymore. He just changed something else and asked, "What's your name?"
The little boy didn't speak for a while like he was asked.
Just when Han Zhihui wondered if he wanted to take the little boy to the first floor and took care of the lobby manager, the little boy shouted "Dad" again, and then opened his arm at Han Zhihui and asked to hug Hold the look.
Han Zhihui hesitated for a while, and finally reached out his hand and hugged the little boy into his arms.
The little boy grinned as if he was very happy, and then hugged Han Zhihui's neck, raised his small face, and directed it at Han Zhihui's cheek. He kissed him.
Han Zhihui doesn't like strangers to be too close to themselves, even a young child.
But the moment when the little boy's lips were printed on his face, not only did he not feel disgusted, but inexplicably he also swayed an unspeakable tenderness in his heart.
Han Zhi put his arms around the little boy and couldn't help but increase some strength, holding him tighter in his arms: "Will uncle take you to find your mother?"
Probably, Han Zhihui had the word mother in his words, and the little boy nodded heavily.
Han Zhihui held the little boy with one hand and was about to stand up. There was an anxious female voice in the bathroom: "Han Han! Han Han!"
Then a young woman hurried out of the bathroom.
Seeing the woman, the little boy immediately broke away from Han Zhihui's arms and ran towards the woman.
The woman was relieved to see the little boy obviously. She squatted down to check if there was any problem during the time when the little boy left her. At the same time, she reprimanded the little boy severely: "Han Han, how are you? Running around again?!"