But Song Zhi was also very clear that the reason he acted like this was because he was worried about her, so she didn't bother with him for the time being.
"Of course it's my daughter."
Song Zhi turned her head and looked at the little cub beside her with a gentle smile on her face.
With a son and a daughter, she can be considered complete.
Song Zhi had a caesarean section and needed to stay in the hospital for a few more days until her wound healed before she could be discharged.
Because she had difficulty moving, Tang Junhe took advantage of his annual leave to stay in the hospital and take care of her day and night.
He took care of almost all of her affairs, not letting anyone else interfere and doing everything himself.
Wipe Song Zhi's body, help her go to the toilet, prepare milk powder for the baby and change diapers...
His skillful appearance shocked even Tang's mother.
Why do you think he is so experienced in raising children?
But it was obvious that Xiao Qingbai grew up with Song Zhi, and he had never taken care of him.
Suddenly, Tang's mother remembered that they were all in Anyang County before.
So he should have been there when Song Zhi gave birth to Xiao Qingbai.
The thought that Tang Junhe may have watched Xiao Qingbai grow up but never knew that he was his own son made him feel uncomfortable.
Tang's mother felt unhappy in her heart, and for a moment she didn't know whether to scold Tang Junhe for being stupid or feel sorry for him.
She felt that her guess was almost right.
Otherwise, there is no way to explain where Tang Junhe learned his ability to take care of children.
At first, Song Zhi was worried that Tang Junhe couldn't take care of it alone, and wanted to call the nanny at home. However, Tang Junhe was unwilling to let others interfere, and he did a good job himself.
Song Zhi then felt relieved and enjoyed his care with peace of mind.
Tang Junhe changed the little girl's diaper and coaxed her to sleep before sitting down beside Song Zhi's bed and asking gently.
"What would you like to eat tonight? Chicken soup or pork rib soup?"
When Song Zhi heard that it was all soup, her face fell.
These days, she drinks a big bowl of soup almost every meal.
She really couldn't stand it.
At this moment, he asked bitterly: "Is there any other choice?"
Tang Junhe looked at her like this and teased her deliberately.
"Fish soup?"
"No, I don't want soup anymore, I want to eat something else!"
Song Zhi immediately became unhappy.
When Tang Junhe saw her look, he smiled dotingly.
"So what do you want to eat?"
"Braised pork and sweet and sour spare ribs." Song Zhi thought for a moment and answered.
"good."
Tang Junhe agreed.
In the evening, he really prepared braised pork and sweet and sour spare ribs for Song Zhi.
The long-lost delicacy exploded in Song Zhi's mouth. He ate it with a satisfied look on his face and exclaimed that it was delicious.
With the dishes he liked, Song Zhi even ate half an extra bowl of rice.
"Have some soup."
Seeing that she was eating in a hurry, Tang Junhe served her another bowl of spinach and egg soup.
The tender spinach paired with eggs tasted very good. Song Zhi didn't reject it, so he drank half a bowl and then put down his chopsticks in satisfaction.
“It’s delicious.”
Song Zhi rubbed his bloated stomach and burped.
Tang Junhe smiled helplessly and silently handed over the handkerchief to wipe his mouth.
As soon as Song Zhi finished eating, the child woke up again.
Before Tang Junhe could even pick up his chopsticks, Song Zhi reached out and asked him to bring the child over.
"She must be hungry. Give her to me and I'll feed her. You can enjoy your meal."
"good."
He gave the child to Song Zhi and hurried to eat.
The little cub was indeed hungry, and after eating milk, he calmed down.
Song Zhi looked down at the little cub's fair face and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
The newborn baby still has a layer of fine fuzz on its cheeks, like a soft and chewy peach.
"Have you decided on a name for her?"
Song Zhi suddenly asked.
Tang Junhe shook his head: "Come on."
Hearing this, she immediately glanced at him unhappily and said, "I was the one who named Qingbai. You must also choose one. Let our daughter take your last name."
Song Zhi's words were straightforward and left no room for rebuttal.
She observed Tang Junhe's expression, but saw that after hearing this, Tang Junhe's expression did not show much surprise. Instead, he looked at her deeply.
"No matter whose surname the child takes, he is our child. Zhizhi, you don't have to be like this."
At the end, he sighed.
He was naturally aware of Song Zhi's good intentions.
But for him, it doesn't matter whose surname the child has, he doesn't care.
Song Zhi was seen through by him, so she stopped pretending.
"Qingbai already has my last name, so my daughter should have yours. That's only fair."
She said.
Tang Junhe wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, Song Zhi spoke first.
"I know you don't care, but there are still mom and sister."
She could see that Tang's mother really loved children.
Since they are already married, they naturally have to consider the opinions of the elders in both families.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Tang Junhe had no choice but to agree because he had never told her before.
"Then think carefully about your daughter's name."
Song Zhi said happily.
"Let me choose the nickname. How about calling my daughter Nuonuo?"
"It sounds nice." Tang Junhe looked at her daughter lying softly in her arms and said sincerely, "This name is very suitable for our daughter."
Hearing this, Song Zhi was even happier.
She held her daughter in her arms, touched her little face, and called softly, "Nuonuo."
The little guy grinned, not knowing whether he understood that she was calling him. This made Song Zhi very happy, and she quickly called Tang Junhe to come over and see.
"Look, Nuonuo seemed to have smiled just now!"
Tang Junhe came over, looked at her happy expression, and said with a smile: "It seems that Nuonuo likes this name very much."
Song Zhi called out "Nuonuo" several times in a row, and each time the little cub's expression would change a little, which made her very happy.
Newborn babies sleep a lot. After playing for a while, Nuonuo started yawning.
Song Zhi had no choice but to hand him over to Tang Junhe and let him coax him to sleep.
While he was coaxing the child, Song Zhi lay on her side on the bed, looking at him quietly.
She inexplicably felt that Tang Junhe was particularly charming at this time.
Tang Junhe coaxed the child to sleep, and when he turned around, he met her eyes. He smiled and walked to her and touched her head.
"You should get some sleep too."
"No, I'm not sleepy yet."
Song Zhi shook his head, moved back, and patted the seat next to him.
"You've been tired all day, take a rest."
"good."
Seeing the seat she had deliberately left vacant, Tang Junhe's eyes changed slightly.
He lay beside her, hugging her gently.
This was the first time the two had been so close since she had been in the hospital.
Listening to his steady breathing, Song Zhi felt extremely at ease.
She rested her head gently on his chest, listened to his heartbeat, and slowly closed her eyes.
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