However, for Ruan Xiaotang, who was a new mother, she was a little overwhelmed and seemed very uncomfortable to suddenly have such a little life in her hands.

Her hands were a little stiff and her movements were a little clumsy. She finally managed to hold this soft, chubby little baby tightly in her arms.

At this moment, Ruan Xiaotang was filled with nervousness and worry, fearing that if she exerted a little force, she would accidentally hurt the child. She felt that this little guy was like a piece of fragile porcelain, so she dared not be careless at all.

Seeing Ruan Xiaotang so trembling, Meimei couldn't help but chuckle: "Hehe, sister-in-law, look at you like you're stealing a landmine. Don't be so nervous, you'll get used to it slowly in the future!"

Hearing Meimei's teasing, Ruan Xiaotang couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and her cheeks slightly flushed, but she still forced a smile in response.

Unbutton your shirt and start breastfeeding.

The young man was really hungry. He closed his eyes and sucked hard.

"I don't have much milk. I don't know if I can feed this little guy enough."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. Drink more soup and your milk will come out in two or three days. By then, the little guy won't be able to finish it."

Meimei sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the little guy after he had eaten his fill.

I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart: this woman still needs a child, her life will not be complete. I don't know if she is pregnant with a girl or a boy, it would be better if it is a boy, then the mother-in-law will look up to her.