Tan Zhengchu walked lightly and pushed open the door of the room.
As soon as I stepped in, I heard Su Yingxue's gentle voice, calling intimately: "Little Nezha, did you sleep well?"
Tan Zhengchu couldn't help but frowned, his face full of confusion, and asked, "Little Nezha? This name... isn't it a little too naughty? Are you going to imitate that Monkey King and make trouble in Heaven in the future?"
Su Yingxue raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and smiled, explaining: "Oh, I just called it casually. Grandma is worrying about the real name."
Tan Zhengchu shrugged and said, "That's right. Grandma is really concerned about this child. She will definitely think carefully about the name."
Speaking of grandma, Tan Zhengchu continued: "The old lady was not able to name the seven children before, and she has been brooding over it. She must think carefully this time."
Su Yingxue gently handed the sleeping child to the servant waiting beside her, turned to face Tan Zhengchu, and was about to speak -
"Wa——" The child's loud cry suddenly rang out, breaking the original silence in the room.
The servant hurried forward, rocked the child gently, hummed softly, and caressed him tenderly, but the child didn't buy it.
The baby stared at Su Yingxue with his eyes, and his crying became louder and louder.
The servant was helpless and said with a smile: "Madam, the child wants you."
Upon hearing this, Su Yingxue hurriedly walked away from Tan Zhengchu and held the child in her arms.
The magical thing is that as soon as the child saw Su Yingxue, he stopped crying instantly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sweet smile.
Su Yingxue was surprised and couldn't help saying, "He's only a month old, and he can actually smile!"
When Tan Zhengchu saw this, he was full of curiosity and hurried forward to see what the child looked like when he smiled.
But who would have thought that as soon as the child saw Tan Zhengchu, his smile disappeared instantly, and his eyes were fixed on Su Yingxue again, as if his mother was the most important person in the room.
Tan Zhengchu's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He felt very unhappy to be ignored by the child. He secretly complained to himself: Could it be that this little guy is here to steal my wife?
Tan Zhengchu could only stand aside and watch as Su Yingxue's heart and eyes were filled with the child and she was completely occupied by this little guy.
The more he looked at her, the more uncomfortable he felt. A thought quietly emerged in his mind: This kid is just here to compete with me for Su Yingxue's attention!
…
When my son was four months old, the little guy became more and more active.
Whenever Tan Zhengchu and Su Yingxue were being intimate, his son's crying would always sound at inopportune times.
I saw the little figure, with his hands tightly grasping the edge of the crib, his dark eyes staring straight at the big bed, as if protesting something.
Tan Zhengchu was immersed in the sweet atmosphere with Su Yingxue. The loud cry was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing his enthusiasm.
Seeing this, his expression suddenly became lost, and his originally fiery eyes dimmed.
Seeing this, Su Yingxue gently kissed Tan Zhengchu on the cheek and explained softly: "Baby, the child may be hungry."
Tan Zhengchu was a little angry in his heart and couldn't help muttering: "This little guy always ruins our good things." After all, this hard-earned intimate time was interrupted by his son again.
Tan Zhengchu frowned and asked in confusion, "Why is he always hungry? He seems like a little foodie and never stops eating."
Su Yingxue patiently explained: "Boys can get sick easily if they cry too much, and their throats can get damaged. As a mother, I feel really bad for him, and whenever he cries, I try to comfort him."
Tan Zhengchu sighed helplessly, feeling helpless.
Tan Zhengchu looked at his son crying in the crib and couldn't help but sigh: "I really hope this kid grows up quickly and stops disturbing our world of two people."
Speaking of his son's name, Tan Zhengchu told Su Yingxue: "The old lady named our son Tan Jingyan, and his nickname is Babao."
Su Yingxue smiled and comforted him: "The child grows up very quickly. Soon, he will be able to run and make noises like the other seven children. Then he won't be so clingy."
Tan Zhengchu was unwilling to be "suppressed" by his son, so he decided to try to hold his son. He reached out and carefully lifted his son from the crib.
But the next second, his son burst into tears, the cry was deafening. Tan Zhengchu was flustered and at a loss.
Su Yingxue took her son reluctantly. Miraculously, as soon as he was in his mother's arms, Xiaoyan stopped crying and even grinned.
Tan Zhengchu looked at this scene, feeling frustrated.
Just like that, after fighting with his son for ten times, Tan Zhengchu gave up completely. He was indignant in his heart: "This kid is clearly here to steal my wife!"
When her son cried for the tenth time, Su Yingxue skillfully held him in her arms, humming a lullaby softly to soothe the little guy's emotions.
She turned her head and said to Tan Zhengchu, "Honey, stop making trouble. You still have to go to work tomorrow."
Tan Zhengchu was not willing to give in. He hugged Su Yingxue tightly and said coquettishly, "I just want to hold you while sleeping. I want to do it tonight..."
Su Yingxue patted Tan Zhengchu's hand gently and promised tenderly: "I will make it up to you in a few days, okay?"
As she spoke, she held Tan Zhengchu's hand, trying to comfort his somewhat lost mood.
Su Yingxue looked at her son in her arms, then looked at Tan Zhengchu who was still in a bad mood beside her, and couldn't help feeling a little helpless.
She felt as if she was taking care of two children, one was her hungry son, and the other was Tan Zhengchu, who was a little childish in his emotions.
However, this busy and warm life fills her heart with happiness and satisfaction.
…
The next day, Su Yingxue woke up slowly and felt warmth beside her. She opened her eyes lazily and what came into her sight was the lively figure of her baby son Babao.
At this time, Babao had been awake for a long time and was crawling happily on the bed like a little explorer.
The little guy's chubby little hands and legs were dancing rhythmically, looking very adorable.
What made Su Yingxue feel a little relieved was that although Babao was having a lot of fun, he was very considerate and did not make any noise to disturb his mother who was still sleeping.
Su Yingxue stretched and looked around the room, but there was no sign of Tan Zhengchu.
She knew in her heart that as a domineering president who was adept at maneuvering in the business world, Tan Zhengchu had a lot of things to do on a daily basis. He either had to get up early to deal with urgent matters of the company or had important business negotiations.
Thinking of this, Su Yingxue couldn't help but narrow her eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a relaxed smile appeared.
She knew very well that Tan Zhengchu worked very hard outside for the family, and this kind of busy life of going out early and returning late had already become the norm in their lives.
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