Pregnant with the president's cub after escaping marriage

The morning sun is especially good.

Jiang Yaojing went out after breakfast.

Song Yunyun takes care of two children at home.

Han Xin looked for an opportunity to talk to her daughter.

"Yunyun." She hesitated to speak.

Song Yunyun said, "Mom, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Han Xin's hesitation was mainly to take care of Song Yunyun's emotions, for fear of hurting her self-esteem.

"Although it's a bit late to hold the wedding now, you have to prepare."

Song Yunyun replied while playing with the eldest son, "Didn't Jiang Yaojing say he would handle it? I don't need to do anything."

Han Xin had no choice but to say directly, "You always want to be a beautiful bride? It's okay for you to go out to cover yourself, but it will be a long time in the future."

Song Yunyun reached out and touched the scar on his face, his eyes drooped.

Han Xin continued, "Although Jiang Yaojing doesn't dislike you now, it's still not good-looking."

"If he is a playboy, a ruthless person, even if I am beautiful and heavenly, he will get tired of it one day."

Han Xin took her daughter's hand, "You're right, looks don't matter. Are you going to work or stay at home? If you're at home, it's fine. If you're working, it's not good to have such scars."

Song Yunyun heard this in his heart.

Although there are two children now, and the children are still young, with Han Xin and Wu Ma around, she doesn't want to give up her career.

"I'm going to the hospital tomorrow."

Han Xin nodded, "I'm doing it for your own good too."

Song Yunyun said, "I know."

Of course she understood her mother's painstaking efforts.

"Wow...Wow..."

The baby on the bed burst into tears.

Song Yunyun put down his eldest son and hugged his younger son.

It turns out that you cry when you pull.

Han Xin went to fetch the hot water.

Song Yunyun took off the cotton diaper, put it aside, and gently washed the baby's buttocks, it was comfortable, so she stopped crying.

After tidying up, Han Xin went to wash the diapers, and Song Yunyun soaked the milk powder.

Taking advantage of this time, the little one cried again.

Song Yunyun turned around holding the baby bottle, and saw Shuangshuang biting her little feet.

Song Yunyun hugged her son to coax her, and she looked at her eldest son, "How can you bite my younger brother?"

Shuangshuang said, "He doesn't wear socks."

Forehead?

Song Yunyun didn't understand.

His eyes fell, and only then did he see his son's little feet, one with socks and one without.

"He always moves." Shuangshuang said softly.

Song Yunyun understood, and asked, "Do you want to put socks on your brother?"

Both nodded like pounding garlic.

"Little brother is still young, so he doesn't understand anything."

Both of them blinked their eyes half understanding.

Song Yunyun touched the top of his head, "From now on, my little brother will be protected by you."

Shuangshuang grinned, "Little brother."

Song Yunyun picked up the eldest son, let him sit on her other lap, and gave him the bottle, "Can you feed my brother?"

Shuang Shuang finds it fun and very happy.

Holding the bottle in both hands to feed his younger brother.

The little baby fell asleep before finishing the milk powder.

There are some left.

Song Yun bsp;Song Yunyun wanted to put it down, so both took it and drank it.

Shuangshuang also ate milk powder when she was young.

So love the taste.

Song Yunyun put down the sleeping youngest son and picked up the eldest son.

Both children, whom she did not breastfeed, suffered as children.

Thinking about myself makes me feel indebted!

"Mom." Shuangshuang asked her obediently, "Your brother was also born to you."

Song Yunyun replied yes, just wondering why he suddenly asked this question.

"Why did Shuangshuang suddenly ask such a question?"

Shuangshuang rolled the elf's eyes, "Grandma told me, he said that my brother and I crawled out of our mother's stomach."

Song Yunyun, "..."

……

In the evening, at eight thirty.

After Song Yunyun took a shower, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at the scar on her neck.

Hearing the sound of the door, she tidied up her collar and turned around!