The sun shone brightly into the room, and Chen Shuang opened her eyes unconsciously.
I turned around in a daze and found that the person next to me was gone.
Chen Shuang propped herself up and prepared to get out of bed, but found that her body was extremely sore.
Song Heng was carrying a wooden tray as he pushed the door open. When he heard the noise, he turned around and smiled at her warmly, "Are you awake?"
Thinking about the ordeal last night, she felt sore all over, but Song Heng was refreshed and able to move in and out freely. Chen Shuang couldn't help but curse him in her heart.
Song Heng put down the wooden tray and walked towards the bed. Seeing Chen Shuang's expression, he suddenly realized something: "Can't get out of bed?"
I know you're still asking! Gouzi!
Chen Shuang glared at the man in front of her who was still smiling. Song Heng quickly touched his nose and sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully supporting Chen Shuang: "Then I'll help you bring in the toiletries."
Under Song Heng's meticulous care, Chen Shuang really finished washing up on the bed. After Song Heng took the things out, he brought the wooden tray over: "Here, your favorite cinnamon and lotus root porridge."
As he said this, he held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other to feed Chen Shuang.
"Ah—open your mouth." Song Heng coaxed gently.
In this case, I really have no place to vent my anger and can only let it go on my own.
After taking a few bites, Chen Shuang felt that she didn't have much appetite, so she waved her hand and didn't want to eat anymore.
Song Heng looked at the bowl and saw that there was almost half of the porridge left. How could Chen Shuang be full with only this little?
She has lost weight again recently.
Then he continued to scoop a spoonful and coaxed in a gentle voice: "Ah, open your mouth, there are still so many, eat some more."
Chen Shuang had no choice but to take another bite. Song Heng continued to blow on her porridge. After Chen Shuang swallowed the porridge, she immediately said, "I really can't eat anymore..."
Song Heng frowned, but still persuaded him kindly: "Then the last bite? Can you take one last bite? Be good, one last bite."
Chen Shuang's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and some memories of last night suddenly flooded into her mind -
Someone's voice was low and gentle: "The last time" "Be good, just the last time"...
But - it's not at all!
Chen Shuang's anger instantly flared up: "Liar! Big liar! You said the same thing last night! I don't believe it! I won't eat it anymore! Liar! Go away!"
Chen Shuang said as she was about to push Song Heng away.
Song Heng was stunned for a moment: "I..."
Chen Shuang glared at him angrily, and Song Heng suddenly reacted and smiled. He quickly put the porcelain bowl and spoon aside, and embraced Chen Shuang with both hands: "Okay, okay, if you don't want to eat, then don't be angry, Madam..."
Chen Shuang subconsciously dodged the moment she was hugged. Song Heng realized that he might have really scared her, so he patted her back rhythmically with his hands.
Chen Shuang didn't really mean to blame him. It was really unreasonable of her to coax her like that.
But thinking of something that happened last night, her face turned red again. Finally, she pulled Song Heng away and asked softly, "Song Heng, if, if we have a child in the future, would you prefer it to be a boy or a girl?"
Chen Shuang had read the answers to this kind of question in storybooks, and they were all: Girls, give birth to a girl as beautiful and lovely as you, and pamper her like a princess or a baby.
Although she knew it, Chen Shuang still wanted to hear Song Heng say it, because that was what Song Heng said to her, and it was different.
Song Heng suddenly became serious. After thinking for a while, he looked at Chen Shuang and said, "After I make sure you are safe..."
Chen Shuang felt warm in her heart.
"I want both boys and girls."
…
"Hmm..." Chen Shuang adjusted the premise: "What if there is only one at first?"
"Boy." Song Heng gave the answer without hesitation.
Um???
Why is it different from what I saw?
Chen Shuang looked at the person in front of her and pretended to smile: "So, is he more like me or more like you?"
The answer to this question is always obvious!
Like you, as lively, cute, smart, kind, blah blah...
Song Heng, you are so smart, you should know how to answer!
Chen Shuang was shouting in her heart, but she saw Song Heng still said seriously and decisively: "Be like me."
…
I can't tell you're quite narcissistic...
Well, although you do have the capital.
Chen Shuang no longer had any interest in continuing this topic, and casually agreed: "Oh, that's good, why?"
Song Heng looked at Chen Shuang: "Are you unhappy?"
Chen Shuang curled her lips, without hiding it, and told Song Heng those so-called perfect answers she saw in the storybook. Song Heng's face was calm, and he nodded after listening.
Chen Shuang felt like she could just roll her eyes and go back to sleep.
Song Heng embraced Chen Shuang and said softly, "I have thought about all this. I really want to have a girl like you, and then hold her in my mouth and pamper her in my palms."
"But I still want to have a boy who looks like me first," Song Heng said with a slight smile, "so that even if one day I am no longer by your side and cannot protect you..."
"Since he is like me, he will definitely continue to protect you."
"This way, I feel at ease."
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