It was already afternoon when Song Yiyi woke up again.
She was still forcibly awakened.
"Yiyi, eat something before going to sleep."
There is a clear and pleasant voice and a familiar accent in my ears.
Song Yiyi slowly opened her eyes and met Cen Yue's narrow and deep eyes, a hint of wariness flashed in her eyes.
Cen Yue accurately captured her emotions and his hand holding the bowl tightened for a moment.
He turned and put the bowl down.
Song Minghui, with the red slap mark on his face, put a pillow behind her and said, "Yiyi, get up slowly. Lean on Ah Yue and don't push yourself too hard."
He tried to keep his tone calm, glancing at his daughter's face from time to time.
Like observing something.
There was a hint of flattery in the cautiousness.
Song Yiyi tilted her head slightly, curled her lips towards Song Minghui, and said softly: "Okay, thank you, Dad."
This time.
Song Minghui and Cen Yue were both stunned.
This tone...
Strange yet familiar and well-behaved.
Cen Yue was the first to come back to his senses. He supported Song Yiyi with his arms from behind and slowly lifted her up.
Wait until Song Yiyi sits down.
Cen Yue took the bowl, scooped a spoonful of millet porridge, blew it cool, and brought it to her mouth, "Drink slowly."
When the spoon was about to touch her mouth.
Song Yiyi subconsciously turned her head away.
The ward was quiet for a moment.
"I can do it myself."
Song Yiyi looked calm, but the tone she used when speaking to Cen Yue was inexplicably distant and polite.
Song Minghui also didn't understand what was going on.
He could only try to smooth things over: "Ahem, Ah Yue, how about I do it?"
Cen Yue's eyes darkened for a moment, then he hid it, "Okay."
He handed the bowl to Song Minghui, walked to the end of the bed, bent down and massaged Song Yiyi's legs bit by bit.
The doctor told her that if she kept sleeping, he should massage her legs more often to prevent blood clots.
Cen Yue's hand touched her calf through the thin quilt.
Song Yiyi subconsciously wanted to escape again.
But this time, Cen Yue reacted faster than her. He pressed it firmly and started massaging.
Song Yiyi pursed her lips, her expression not looking very good.
Song Minghui almost doubted his life.
How come the mother and daughter in his family are so different after giving birth?
Although I have heard Song Wei express some advanced views before.
For example, after a woman gives birth, the drop in hormone levels can seriously affect her mood.
It's easy to feel depressed.
Or don't want to pay attention to people.
But can hormones affect you to the point where you don’t even recognize your husband?
Like looking at a stranger.
Song Minghui still found it difficult to accept.
"Yiyi, come and have some porridge."
Song Minghui scooped a spoonful of porridge, but before he handed it to Song Yiyi's mouth, the door of the ward opened again.
The one who came in was Gu Chengze.
He had just gone to get some water when he opened the door and found Song Yiyi awake. He walked over and asked, "Yiyi, how do you feel?"
Little Tuanzi was sleeping, and Gu Cheng deliberately lowered his voice, his face full of concern.
From the moment Gu Chengze came in, Song Yiyi had been staring at him without blinking.
Her gaze was direct and unconcealed.
Cen Yue's handsome face was covered with a layer of frosty coldness.
"Much better, brother."
Song Yiyi's voice is soft and tender.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the ward almost lost their composure.
Gu Chengze was also stunned for a moment.
Ever since marrying Cen Yue, Song Yiyi has always called him "big brother" and rarely calls him "brother" anymore.
Song Yiyi seemed to be oblivious to the strange atmosphere. She patted the bedside and said, "Dad, I want my brother to feed me. Brother, come sit over here, hiss..."
The hand that had been on her leg suddenly increased its strength.
Song Yiyi frowned and cried out in pain.
Everyone looked towards the end of the bed.
Cen Yue quickly raised his hand and pulled the corners of his lips stiffly.
But that handsome face was full of gloom and looked very strange.
His tone was stiff as he took the initiative to say, "Hey, hey."
After saying that, he turned around and went to the window to get the bottle.
Gu Chengze looked at Song Yiyi, then turned to look at Cen Yue.
After dinner.
Song Yiyi wanted to get out of bed and move around.
The activity time cannot be too long and someone must be there to support you.
Cai Mengjun also sensed something was wrong and hurried forward, "Come, Mom will help you. You must get up slowly, okay?"
She just thought that Cen Yue had done something wrong and made her daughter angry.
The young couple had a quarrel.
The younger sister would deliberately ask her brother for help.
Song Yiyi sat there without moving, only nodded, "Mom, the baby is awake, please help feed her."
Cai Mengjun turned around and looked at Cen Yue who had already prepared the milk.
He was about to pick up the little dumpling.
The waist is half bent.
The ward was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Cen Yue's eyes turned slightly red, and his rationality at that moment was like a taut string that almost broke.
Just two seconds passed.
He gritted his teeth, suppressed the sourness that flashed through his mind, and said in a hard tone: "Mom, I can't do it alone, you come and teach me."
Cen Yue endured it.
The nose is not a nose, the eyes are not eyes, and she holds the little ball and feeds it.
The little dumpling drank very enthusiastically.
Cen Yue restrained his strength, otherwise if he looked up and saw the two people beside the bed, the glass bottle in his hand would be crushed.
Song Yiyi took Gu Chengze's arm and slowly moved out of the ward.
It was her first time getting out of bed after giving birth. She didn't have enough strength and it was painful.
Moves slowly.
In order to accommodate her height, Gu Cheng bent sideways as much as possible to get closer to her.
Although his arm did not touch Song Yiyi.
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