Honeyed Marriage

5.

After the baby was born, Ruan Yan heard the nurse say that it was a boy, and was immediately confused.

In a daze, Zhou Mengyan appeared in front of her, and then took her hand and said something softly. She gradually lost consciousness and fell asleep.

A few hours later, she woke up in a daze.

Zhou Mengyan on the side saw her open her eyes, got up, staring at her: "Yan'er, how is it?"

Ruan Yan pursed his lips, "Thirsty..."

"Come."

He slowly helped her up, put a pillow on her back, and brought the water to her.

After drinking the water, Ruan Yan looked at him, her mouth flat: "I'm tired."

He put down the water glass, cupped her face, kissed between his brows lightly, and then slowly dropped until he reached his soft lips, "No more births."

This kind of "sin" was enough for her to suffer once, and after these two days, he was distressed when he watched by the side.

Zhou Mengyan took her into her arms and coaxed her softly. At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open.

"Eh Yanyan woke up--"

Ruan Yan raised his eyes and saw Qin Xi and Zhou Sili walk in, "Dad, mom."

Qin Xi walked to the bed and looked at her with a smile: "Thanks for your hard work, how do you feel uncomfortable now?"

"Fortunately..."

"The next confinement will take a while, and it will be comfortable after another month."

"Well, what about my dad?"

"I asked my family to go back and rest first. I said I would let you wake up and then call him." Qin Xi remembered something, "Meng Yan, bring the little baby over and show Yanyan?"

Zhou Mengyan said blankly: "No."

Ruan Yan was surprised again: "Why is it a boy? Wasn't it a girl before?"

"The doctor said it might have been wrong before. This gender is not 100% certain."

Zhou Sili also echoed: "It doesn't matter, boys and girls are good."

I had always planned to be a daughter, but now I am a son, but it was a surprise.

Ruan Yan smiled, "Can you hug it now?"

Qin Xi: "Meng Yan, hurry up and hug you."

Zhou Mengyan looked at Ruan Yan expectantly, was silent for two seconds, got up and walked outside.

After Zhou Mengyan left, Qin Xi covered his mouth and laughed and teased Ruan Yan in a low voice: "He was disappointed when he heard that he was a son just now."

"I can see..."

How high the expectations, how sad the disillusionment at this moment.

Some time ago, how much Zhou Mengyan had prepared for his daughter's arrangement, Ruan Yan could imagine that he heard the expression of a boy.

Ruan Yan wanted to laugh a little bit.

A few minutes later, Zhou Mengyan, accompanied by a nurse, took the baby over. Ruan Yan took the baby from his jerky hands and looked at his red face, falling asleep. Ruan Yan touched his baby. With small hands, the heart is sprouting, "He is heavy..."

"Six and a half catties, a little lighter than when Meng Yan was born, but it looks almost exactly the same as when Meng Yan was born." Qin Xi teased the little baby, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law laughed happily, Zhou Sili also walked to Qin Xi. "This mouth is like smoke..."

"It's true, oh so good-looking..."

The three were teasing the children. Zhou Mengyan sat silently on the other side of the hospital bed, as if he was not in the same world as them, and was still trying to digest the thing that "what I have is a son".

Ruan Yan turned to see him and smiled: "Would you like to hug?"

The man whispered: "It's okay, you can hold it."

"Why? You really don't like having a boy?"

"No, I don't know how."

"Come and come, I'll teach you." Qin Xi got up, walked to Zhou Mengyan, and taught him hand in hand, "You have to learn, don't hug you, let the kids cry during this time Yanyan will worry about it alone?"

The man reluctantly studied hard.

After a while, Ruan Yan ate something, Qin Xi and Zhou Sili took the child back, leaving only Ruan Yan and Zhou Mengyan in the ward.

"Husband—" she called him.

He sat next to her bed and held her hand, "What's the matter?"

Ruan Yan looked at him, eyebrows curled up, "Who was so sure that it was a girl before?"

Zhou Mengyan's face turned dark after hearing this:

"Good daughter."

The little padded jacket, which I thought I had gotten, flew.

Ruan Yan smiled, "Is my son OK?"

The man recalled the appearance of the child just now, and for a long while he said coldly, "Not cute."

"Huh? Isn't it cute?"

"It's a daughter that is definitely more cute."

Ruan Yan snorted, "Girls and boys are born in the same way, okay? You think they are the same as those in TV dramas, they are just as clean as they are born."

Zhou Mengyan didn't say a word.

Ruan Yan wrapped his waist around him, raised his face and kissed him: "Zhou Mengyan, I won't have a son. You don't love me anymore?"

He looked down at her: "How is it possible."

He would only like her more.

After all, she is the only one who is cute now.

"Then you digest well, my son is also very good, I do like my son, it would be better if you are exactly the same as when you were a child.

"Just look at me."

Ruan Yan smiled, "Then you should go back these few days and arrange a new arrangement, and buy some clothes for your son."

"Ok."

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Ruan Yan was confined in the confinement care center. She asked her family to bring a dictionary and planned to give the baby a name.

It was originally intended that Zhou Sili or Ruan Yunshan should be named, but in the end this important task fell on their young couple.

In the afternoon, Ruan Yan flipped through the dictionary, looking for the one that hadn't been picked for a long time. He raised his eyes to Zhou Mengyan who was sitting aside and reading: "Don't just make me think about it. You can also think about it."

He looked blank: "What do you think?"

"..."

"Son's name."

Ruan Yan put his chin on his elbows, "Meng Yan, what name do you want?"

Zhou Mengyan turned the pages of the book, and his voice was faint: "Weekend."

Ruan Yan:? ? ?

"Why don't you call it Saturday or Sunday."

"..."

Zhou Mengyan raised his eyes to look at her, "Zhou Mo, taciturn."

"what?"

"Speak less."

"Don't make me angry in the future."

"..."

In the end, the son's name was decided "whatever" by his father. Because it reads like a weekend, the nickname was decided and called "Momo".

At the beginning, I was a little awkward, but after reading it for a long time, Ruan Yan also felt good and easy to remember.

After staying in the confinement center for a month, I can finally return home, because it was originally a room for the little princess, so I let the baby live in, and then I will decorate a new one for the child after a while.

As for the small skirts that I originally bought, everyone was not willing to throw them away, so I put them there first, planning that if Zhu Xingzhi gave birth to a girl in the future, I could give it to her.

At night, Ruan Yan was in the baby's room. Zhou Mengyan finished his work and came out of the study without seeing her return to the bedroom.

He walked into the baby room and watched Ruan Yan teasing the baby and hugged her from behind:

"Can Mrs. Zhou come back to the room with me?"

Ruan Yan smiled and whispered: "He just fell asleep."

"It's okay, the nanny will take care of it. You and I will go back to bed."

He leaned down and hugged her horizontally, Ruan Yan's eyes widened: "Hey..."

Back in the bedroom, Ruan Yan was put on the bed by him. She looked at his displeased face and smiled happily: "Starting to be jealous with her son again."

"How much time do you spend with him every day? How much time do you spend with me?"

"Then you see me being so good to other children? It's not all because this is our son. The premise I like is only because of you."

Seeing that he was not talking, Ruan Yan grinned, "Well, do you think this sentence is a bit familiar?"

"That's what you told me before hahaha."

Ruan Yan was still smiling, her wrists were pressed tightly on the bed, and the man's hot kiss sealed her lips.

In the dry, chai, fierce, fire, the long suppressed desire was ignited by a simple kiss.

The tide is rising.

"Yan'er, I want to faint you tonight..."

With a low voice, he knocked her to pieces. Ruan Yan saw the fire in his eyes, shy, but couldn't help but lift his legs around his narrow waist and put himself into his arms. Sent.

At the end, he stood up, hugged her and walked around the room.

Ruan Yan grabbed his shoulders, was lifted and put down by him, watching her blush, he smiled deeper, and finally pressed her to the full-length mirror.

"Smoke, look."

She looked at herself in the mirror and him behind her, trying to escape with embarrassment, but he was pressed harder.

How long it is suppressed, the bad taste of men will be stronger at this moment.

Ruan Yan's calf softened, her toes curled up, and the white mist on the mirror disappeared and reappeared.

Ruan Yan discovered that this was the longest time in history.

After he stopped, he released his hand, pecked the tip of her nose, and walked to the head of the bed. Ruan Yan was lying on the carpet like a rag doll that was only taken apart, his eyes blurred, watching him throw things into the trash can. Inside, then picked up the brand new packaging again and tore it open.

Walk towards her.

Ruan Yan whimpered: "Why do you want..."

"Yan'er wasn't physically so bad before."

The man smiled and picked her up in his arms.

A few seconds later, Ruan Yan let out a sullen snort, pinching his fingertips into his shoulders, crying, "You have to let me get used to it."

"Okay, you adapt now."

Ruan Yan: "...I said the adaptation is to be here tonight."

"You want to be beautiful."

"..."

Ruan Yan begged and threatened, and in the end let him do it again. The man was also "cunning". Knowing that it was only the last time, he thought of various ways to delay the delay. Ruan Yan felt like he was going to fall apart.

But pleasure is still pleasure.

At the end, she lay on her side, held by him from behind, and he kissed her white back carefully, Ruan Yan drooped his eyelids with exhaustion, "I have to get up tomorrow morning and take the end, I blame you..."

"It's okay, I'll bring it."

Ruan Yan said this when he knew that he had eaten and drank enough.

"Yan'er, good night." He said softly.

Ruan Yan nodded, and fell asleep before it was too late to say goodnight.

-

The next day, when Ruan Yan woke up, she found that the man was no longer next to her. After washing up, she went to the nursery and opened the door to actually see Zhou Mengyan inside.

Looking at such a tall man, holding such a small baby in his arms.

Inexplicably, Ruan Yan felt a little warm in his heart.

She always thought that Zhou Mengyan didn't care about Zhou Mo very much, but in fact, maternal love is born, and father love is also born.

Although Zhou Mengyan still cannot fully accept his son in his heart, he can take his time.

Day by day, Zhou Mo gradually grew up under the care of his family and reached the stage of toddler and babbling.

At this time, the children started to have fun, often Ruan Yan could play with him all afternoon.

While Zhou Mengyan sat next to him, he hugged and coaxed at Ruan Yan's request, like a stocking model.

Not surprisingly, the little guy is definitely more sticky to his mother. He usually dominates Zhou Mengyan's and Ruan Yan's solitary time, just like God sent him to toss Zhou Mengyan.

One weekend, Ruan Yan needs to go to other provinces to participate in a drama-related activity, so besides the nanny, Zhou Mengyan is the only family at home.

She exhorted a few words, Zhou Mengyan said: "It's okay, someone at home takes care of him."

"..." This person is really relaxed.

"I don't care, if you wake up at the end of the morning, you have to play with him for an hour, do you hear?"

Finally he reluctantly agreed.

After sending Ruan Yan to the airport, the man returned home and asked the nanny: "Is Zhou Mo awake?"

"I just drank milk powder before falling asleep."

Zhou Mengyan was in a good mood, and said lightly, "Talk to me again when you wake up."

Zhou Mengyan returned to the study to deal with official affairs. Two hours later, the nanny came in and said that the young master was awake.

The man walked to the baby room and saw the little guy crawling on the bed. He walked over, sat on the side of the bed, picked up his favorite little bell, "Zhou Mo."

The little guy seemed to understand, crawling towards him slowly, and finally onto his lap.

The man was silent for a moment, picked up the child, Zhou Mo was playing with a little bell, muttering in his mouth, blowing bubbles.

After a while, the little guy crawled back onto the bed. After a while, he held a pink bunny in his hands and muttered with his head down: "Um%￥#..."

When Zhou Mengyan saw the pink rabbit, he remembered that it was bought for his "daughter", and later all these small toys were taken by Zhou Mo.

Actually like pink.

Zhou Mengyan picked up the brown bear next to him and stuffed it into his arms, "You play this."

Crackling.

Xiao Xiong was thrown aside by Zhou Mo and continued to play with rabbit.

Zhou Mengyan laughed from the bottom of his heart.

Actually like pink.

After a while, the nanny came in with the soaked milk powder, and Zhou Mengyan suddenly took it: "I'll feed it."

"Oh good."

After the babysitter left, he touched the bottle to warm it up, and then hugged the little guy over. He forgot to give Zhou Mo an apron, but the little guy didn’t cooperate and moved around. After drinking, he became a little cat with clothes. Wet.

It's really troublesome.

The man sighed and wiped his face with a towel, but the clothes were dirty and he must change one.

He opened the cabinet and found Zhou Mo's clothes. He looked down and suddenly saw several beautiful little skirts.

They were all bought.

He picked several of them himself, or asked someone to customize them.

He had thought that with a daughter in the future, she would be able to wear these beautiful skirts.

Zhou Mengyan was silent for a while, thinking of something, picked up one of the little pink skirts, and turned to look at Zhou Mo on the bed.

Zhou Mo also happened to look at him dumbly.

Zhou Mengyan glanced at the skirt and then at his son.

He suddenly spoke:

"Why don't you wear a skirt?"

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Zhou Mo:?

Ruan Yan: Zhou Mengyan, are you still a human?

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