“Xander, where have you been? What do you bring?”

Phoebe put her cup on the table and hurriedly walked over to Xander, who had just entered the house.

"Whose baby is this?"

“Vince. Angel's baby."

Phoebe poked her head into the bassinet. She smiled gently at the baby boy who was sleeping soundly in his warm blue blanket. Her index finger reached out to stroke his very smooth rosy cheek.

“Oh, he is so handsome. Is Angel busy, and she entrusted the baby to you?"

Xander sighed softly. He ...