Jiang Cheng's expression trembled, and his gaze, which had been focused on Shen Zhiyi's face since the beginning, suddenly stopped.
His brows furrowed unconsciously.
His face was tense, and his expression was so serious and complicated that it seemed as if he was making an extremely difficult decision.
After a long silence, he finally stood up and walked around to the other side of the bed.
Jiang Cheng's narrow, dark eyelashes trembled slightly. He lowered his eyes and looked at the small, seemingly extremely soft and harmless baby. His outstretched hands paused in the air again and again before he finally hugged him.
Shen Zhiyi was stunned. Seeing that his movements were obviously very skillful, he didn't know what he was worried about for a moment.
When Jiang Ziqian was just born, Jiang Cheng's brother and sister-in-law taught him how to hold him.
Sometimes when his brother and sister-in-law were out and couldn't take care of the children, they would occasionally ask Jiang Cheng for help.
However, now that the baby in his arms is his own, Jiang Cheng feels that it is completely different from when he first held Jiang Ziqian.
He became even more nervous and panicked, fearing that if he wasn't careful and used a little too much force he would hurt the little ball.
“Mmm… wuwuwu…”
Shen Zhiyi was admiring the scene of the father and son hugging each other with some emotion, when the little boy started to cry with his mouth open. He even began to struggle, as if he really disliked this father who had been mean to him since he was born.
The tenderness and warmth in Jiang Cheng's eyes began to dissipate as he struggled. Finally, he narrowed his deep eyes and snorted childishly.
He stuffed the milk ball into Shen Zhiyi’s arms.
"Little bastard! Who wants to hold you?"
"If you hadn't let my wife suffer, I would have beaten your ass to pieces!"
"puff--"
Shen Zhiyi took over his aggrieved son, his eyes moist with joy.
Ouch.
No wonder people say that most fathers and sons have bad relationships since childhood.
Is this what they call like repels like? !
Shen Zhiyi's slender shoulders trembled slightly, and then she unbuttoned her shirt and prepared to try the baby.
But once she took off her clothes, Jiang Cheng had even less time to go see his son.
The skin on Shen Zhiyi's body had long been nourished by the hot and sour soup, like jade porcelain soaked in milk, dazzlingly white, translucent and tender.
Even though Jiang Cheng had caressed and kissed her countless times, he still couldn't appreciate it calmly.
After looking at it for a few seconds, a dark shadow appeared in his deep eyes.
He stared at her like a hungry beast.
That explicit and scorching look made Shen Zhiyi's ears burn.
She pursed her lips, hugged her son to her chest, and wanted him to find a place by himself. She pursed her bright red lips and smiled beautifully, "Hubby, don't look at me."
"This place belongs to your son now."
"...Bullshit. He was never his!"
Jiang Cheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He sat down firmly on the edge of the bed with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, staring at every move of the cute baby.
It's like being monitored.
His eyes seemed to be saying: You can only eat for a while every day, I'm watching you!
It's just... kind of cute, what's wrong?!
Ha ha ha ha.
How come her husband's intelligence has decreased just because she gave birth to a baby?
After Shen Zhiyi finished feeding, Ziqian and Yuanyuan just arrived at the hospital.
The older brother and sister were extremely excited about the arrival of their little brother.
Jiang Yuan, in particular, straightened her back and felt extremely proud when she thought that she was finally not the youngest in the family anymore.
However, they also stood around and did not dare to touch or engage with it.
In the end, Jiang Yuan was braver and lowered her head to give Naitianzi a gentle kiss on the face.
Director Wang came to check on Shen Zhiyi's condition and saw that her cheeks were rosy and she was in good spirits and nothing was wrong, so he said he could take her home.
Song Xiaomei left the hospital directly after she went out just now, and drove Shen Zhiyi's car to the next village to find Zhou Qing.
As soon as Zhou Qing's family heard that Shen Zhiyi had given birth, they began to hurriedly prepare to go out shopping and bring gifts to see Shen Zhiyi and the child.
It was Song Xiaomei who stopped him in time, saying that Shen Zhiyi must be tired today, and if everyone wanted to go, then they would understand.
Let Zhou Qing go with her to take a look today, after all, the three of them are best friends.
Zhou Qing's aunt nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes."
"Xiaomei is right. Oh, I'm so happy for Zhiyi. I'm so dizzy!"
"Giving birth to a child must be such a difficult thing for a woman."
"Ah Qing, you go first! I'll call your brother-in-law and we'll go to the county town to buy some things for the child and Zhiyi!"
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Late at night, the cold north wind blew the fallen leaves off the trees.
The bedroom was warm.
When Shen Zhiyi was renovating the house, he paid special attention to the thermal insulation issue and made it so tightly sealed that hardly any wind could get into the bedroom.
She couldn't hold on any longer after everyone left and slept until midnight.
It was not until she vaguely heard her son's whimpering cry that she frowned and slowly opened her eyes.
Moonlight filled the room.
She saw Jiang Cheng's tall and majestic figure standing in front of the bed, carefully picking up her son from the stroller beside him.
He frowned and pursed his lips, looking very impatient.
But the movements of his hands were gentle and slow, swaying again and again.
Then she heard him say in a hoarse voice: "Don't disturb my wife's sleep."
"I'll just let you drink some milk."
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