Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

More than an hour passed, and the few people outside the delivery room looked like prison.

No one came out to report to them what was going on inside. Sheng Yilun couldn't sit still anymore. Regardless of Sheng's mother's obstruction, she wanted to go in and cheer Su Jiayi.

Standing on the side, Xing Ye waved his hand and stopped him, "Don't go in, just like you are now, her eyes were stunned, she was so scared to death, what life is there?"

Sheng Yilun: "You shut up!"

Mother Su and Mother Sheng: "..." Isn't this person a lunatic?

Li Nana and Yuxuan: "..."

Xing Ye, Xing Ye, can you have a stronger desire to survive?

If this continues, let alone becoming a goddad, Sheng Yilun will not be happy to be a child and grandson.

In the delivery room, Su Jiayi's pain was a bit piercing, and her mind buzzed, and she couldn't hear what the midwife was saying. At the end of the struggle, I almost lost a bit of strength.

For the past nine months, she has relied so much on the existence of a small life in her stomach. Sometimes she is used to humming songs and talking to the little things in her belly when she reads a book and soaks in the sun.

Now, the child is finally about to be born, and she must give birth to the child safely.

Her heart hurt so badly, she exhausted her last effort, and the whole delivery room made a sharp hiss.

Two hours is a long torment for people inside and outside the delivery room.

Finally, when the baby's cry sounded, such an invincible Sheng Yilun rubbed Yuxuan's delicate shoulders at a loss, and tremblingly wept with joy, "He is born, the child is finally born!"

But Xing Ye, who was standing on the side, had only one thought in his heart--

Damn, are the younger brothers and sisters dead? !

The nurse came out with a smile and reported the weight of the child's gender to the family, "It's a son, six catties and six taels!"

"What, a son, really a son?!"

Sheng Yilun was a little dizzy with excitement, and kept asking Yuxuan for confirmation, for fear that he had heard it wrong. His shoulders were almost crushed by him, Yu Xuan felt funny and helpless, "Well, it's my son."

Xing Yeyan smiled, curling her thin lips and said: "Finally got her wish, right? I am a target with a target, so I can walk out and have a fight with Xiaomao!"

"It's alright, don't make any noise." Li Nana tore away the few people who were crying and laughing for a while, and coldly reminded, "The hero is about to be pushed out. Be quiet."

"Good, good, I know." When Sheng Yilun was a father for the first time, his heart was almost hanging in his throat nervously, staring at the exit of the delivery room.

A few minutes later, Su Jiayi was pushed out of the hospital bed.

The delicate face was pale with pain, the sweat soaked a few strands of hair on the forehead, and it looked more and more haggard, but still with the gentleness of a lady.

Sheng Yilun hurriedly stepped forward, held her hand and talked to her, "Thanks for your hard work, send me a fat son..."

He is everywhere in the eye, and happiness slowly overflows in my heart.

Su Jiayi shook her head, trying to squeeze him, but her slender fingers didn't have any strength at all. She said slowly: "It's not hard, our son is healthy..."

"Well, the nurse said, six catties and six liang, a lot of weight." Sheng Yilun pressed the pain in his heart, leaned down and hugged Su Jiayi.

The eyes buried in her neck were instantly wet with tears. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind--

Thank her for bringing him a happy family of three.