grab that pudding

After being sent to the ward, Song Huan took a deep breath. The real test has just begun... While the anesthetic is still in effect, enjoy the beauty of life more.

When the nurse came in with a smile again, the painful wound had already started to exit the stage, waiting for the new guest to start performing.

"Changcheng..." Song Huan shouted tremblingly, "Come here...I...need some courage..."

Chang Cheng didn't know why, but he quickly walked to the bedside: "What's the matter, baby?"

"I'm going to cross the catastrophe..." Song Huan cried with a sad face.

Some pains are not experienced once...

The nurse explained the uterine fundus pressure in plain language, and Chang Cheng felt uneasy, especially when he heard "it will hurt, but I can only endure it.", he had already started to feel pain.

Before the nurse started, she even comforted her. However, words are so weak in the face of pain...

Song Huan gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, but every time he pressed it, the pain caused tears to "crackle" and kept falling out, and he didn't even have the strength to scratch Chang Cheng's hand.

Song Huan's face turned red and his lips turned pale from the pain, Chang Cheng was so distressed that his lips turned red from biting and his face turned pale.

After the first round of torment passed, Chang Cheng quickly handed him warm water, and Song Huan shook his head feebly.

"Honey, can I help you wipe your face with a hot towel?" Chang Cheng wiped off a little sweat on his forehead with his hands, looking at the person on the bed with blurred eyes, feeling a little helpless.

He had never seen Song Huan in such pain, even recovering from the car accident before was not so uncomfortable.

Song Huan hummed softly.

After finally recovering from his breath, Song Huan hugged Chang Cheng's big hand, misty eyes, and said bitterly: "The pain of the five thunderclaps...uncomfortable..."

Changcheng likes Song Huan's coquettishness very much, his peaceful and comfortable voice on weekdays is rare, soft and waxy, sweet like cotton candy, if he doesn't speak, he just blinks at you with watery eyes, his heart melts .But in view of Song Huan's character, acting like a baby is pitifully rare, even less than the 100 million sports lottery.

But now, poor thing, even his ears were about to droop, and Chang Cheng felt that his fragile heart was being rubbed vigorously against the ground covered with sandpaper, breaking it.

Chang Cheng rubbed his fingers like Song Huan's hair, and comforted the person in his arms with delicate kisses, wanting to hold the person in his arms tighter, but he was afraid of touching the wound.

This is really not a simple stroke.

I was not there at that time, how much pain did you endure alone...

Nightmare-like pain, one less time to endure.After all, there are more beautiful things.

Little Strawberry is no longer a wrinkled little monkey, but has become a white and tender little angel. Little Pudding is drooling at the sight: "Dad, my brother is so small and soft..."

Hearing the praise, Little Strawberry blinked hard a few times, opened his big black eyes, and looked at the people around him.

"Wow! Little Strawberry, why are your eyes so big? They're so dark!~"

Little Strawberry waved her small hand and stared domineeringly, trying to get rid of this title.

But Little Pudding couldn't match his channel: "My face is red, it really looks like a strawberry... Dad, brother, can I eat strawberries? He likes strawberries too, right? I specially reserved three big strawberries today. Little Strawberry's eyes are even bigger! As big as his fist!"

"Huh!" A soft fist hit Little Pudding, and Little Pudding shouted excitedly: "Dad! My brother is playing with me!"

Little strawberry is angry jpg. Who played with you!Don't call me Strawberry! !I'm going to beat you up! !

Song Huan touched his chin and said, "Boy, is it really okay to be called Little Strawberry?"

When naming Little Strawberry, the father and son had discussed the girl's name for a long time before, but it was completely useless.

Chang Cheng flipped out the sound of the dictionary, and several pages were crumpled, still feeling dissatisfied, so he gave up the thick, big brick, and ran to hug his fragrant and soft wife.

"Honey, how did you come up with the name Little Pudding?"

Song Huan looked away a little bit in embarrassment.

Chang Cheng became even more curious, and took a bite of Song Huan's chin: "Baby, how did you get the name? Hmm?" Then he let go of his thoughts, and jokingly said, "Isn't it a lottery?"

Song Huan laughed dryly: "It's really..."

Chang Cheng suddenly laughed out loud: "What about the others?"

"Song Bingxi, Song Yunli, Song Chao... wrote nine pieces of paper, three for each name."

"Song Dynasty is good!" Chang Cheng domineeringly cheered for Song Dynasty.

Song Huan: "When Song Bingxi was smoked, Lele still laughed at us for giving the ignorant child a paint name. When he grows up, he might clamor to change it... Do you remember that last time Lele took I took Little Pudding to paint murals, and I used acrylic paint, and this silly kid still thought it was fun."

Chang Cheng rubbed Song Huan's belly: "Well, by the way, Little Pudding said yesterday that he would change the pink mural in Little Strawberry's room."

"Let him go, remember to ventilate the smell after you're done."

"Ah."

The two of them chatted for a long time before remembering that they were crooked again.

Chang Cheng throws the pot away: "How about we give him the dictionary and let him draw lots for himself? Fate is in your own hands!"

Song Huan: "Okay, if you get Chang Dahai, just don't cry."

Chang Cheng: "Dahai, that's right, vulgarity is elegance!"

Song Huan: "I'll slap you to death! Why don't you change your name to Changhai?!"

Chang Cheng: "Hey...then, a little more domineering? You have to be half as domineering as me. Domineering...Chang Yuchun? The famous founding general, sweeping and filling, the army is called Chang Hundred Thousand! How domineering, often one hundred thousand!"

Song Huan sneered: "Okay, if you change Chang Dahai, my son will change Chang Dahai."

"Hey, daughter-in-law, just kidding..." Chang Cheng hastily fed a mouthful of peeled loquat.

Song Huan chewed two mouthfuls of loquats, and suddenly the famous poem from ancient times came to his mind, and he read it out: "The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day...Chang'an?"

Very domineering, the four ancient capitals, world-famous cities, are as famous as the Great Wall.

Song Huan didn't remember Huo Changsi until he regained his energy.

"How is Huo Changsi? Is he really drugged?"

Chang Cheng's face was full of hatred without concealing it: "This kind of scum and scum can make itself into the most disgusting appearance wherever you throw it."

Song Huan quickly followed suit, although he hated Huo Changsi, it was not worth it for Changcheng to be angry because of this kind of person.

"Listen to him, he was sent to America?"

"Yes, the setback education of Chang Jianbang mentally retarded. People who are already rotten are not the same wherever they are thrown. Besides, in the United States, under certain circumstances, they are more free."

"Did they find out that Huo Changsi had been poisoned, so they arrested him?"

"Well, I found out a few months ago. Chang Jianbang thought that Huo Changsi would be able to restrain himself after he came back, which is stupid. Huo Changsi still found it among the friends here. Then Chang Jianbang cut off his source of income, and originally planned to give him a ring. It seems that the woman didn't agree or something. They tried to force him with money and relationships, but they didn't expect him to find grandma. How could Chang Jianbang tell us about these things, so he took advantage of the loopholes The same goes for the old lady, what else is there to talk about with this kind of person." Chang Cheng sneered.

Song Huan thought about it, and said: "Actually, I can understand the old lady. She is a gentle and refined person. Even if the person is a stranger, she will help. You don't know how easy she is to soften her heart..." After all, it is her own grandson.

"The old lady is smart. She knew that there was a reason why Huo Changsi was forced like this, so she only promised to give him a little money and persuaded him."

Huo Changsi's permissive growth environment must have been unacceptable.Song Huan thought, he was not recognized by the Chang family in the first place, and he bowed his head to look for the old lady when he had nowhere to go. For him, a little money probably trampled on his dignity.

"what about now?"

Chang Cheng tugged at his collar a little annoyed, and said angrily: "I was thrown into the institution. It's really cheap for him. I don't believe he can stay there for the rest of his life." There will always be a time when he will come out, and then he will earn money with interest. Let him return it.He lied to Huanhuan back then, and he did something like this this time. He didn't bother to talk to him before, and he really thought he was doing something.

Song Huan felt that the people around him were full of hostility, and quickly coaxed: "Okay, don't be angry, you see that I and Little Strawberry are fine. It also made me discover the super capable side of Second Aunt, who is usually warm Gentle and gentle people, I didn't expect to be so powerful, as expected, your family is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon..."

Song Huan changed the topic calmly, and did not forget to praise the members of the Chang family in a fancy way during the period.

"The same goes for Chang Junjie. I didn't expect a kid who is bluffing, but he is quite reliable..."

"Him?! You still speak for him? If he hadn't been so clueless that he dragged people into the backyard by the back door, Huo Changsi would have been kicked out a long time ago! This idiot needs to be dealt with!" Chang Cheng was furious, Chang Jun these two days Jie tremblingly pleaded guilty, but Chang Cheng scolded him back.

Song Huan: ...I tried my best...At first I wanted to blow the wind around my pillow, but I didn't expect...it turned into adding fuel to the fire...

As a result, Chang Junjie, who didn't clean up, was worked hard for the next few weeks, with dark circles under his eyes and tail between his legs, and he didn't dare to breathe in front of Chang Cheng.This is another story.

Enduring the pain from the wound, Song Huan hugged Chang Cheng, who was fried into charcoal-grilled puffer fish, and coaxed people to extinguish the fire.

Under the sugar-coated cannonballs of the gentle voice, Comrade Chang Cheng wagged his little tail again, happily began peeling loquats to chat with his wife to relieve boredom, and the two of them ate up a small basket of loquats at once.

So, when Little Pudding came, he looked at the pile of loquat skins, sighed helplessly, and hugged himself distressedly.

When Lele rushed back, Song Huan had already left the hospital with freshly baked strawberries and went home.

Lele, who couldn't keep up with the little strawberry or the wrinkled little monkey, chopped open the apple on the cutting board with one knife, and cut it into the rhythm of pork bone.

Song Huan, who was standing beside him, twitched in fright.

The ruddy apple was chopped so juicy by the brutal technique, the two smooth planes were innocently shedding desolate and sad tears.

"Don't let me see that scum, if I don't chop him up, I won't be called Le! Damn, he can touch my godson?! I pressed hard on the prairie, and finally made it to the due date. You can look at my crumpled godson and draw an exclusive birth certificate for him. The result!" Lele gritted his teeth and attacked Apple.

"Boom!" Another blow.

Song Huan moved over and took away the fruit knife from Lele's hand while answering the curse.My fault, I shouldn't have let him touch the knife!How can I forget the knife skills of this dark chef who kills pigs.

Wang Yuheng walked into the kitchen, pretending to be fierce and said, "Baby, why are you swearing again?"

"I'm angry! I'm not happy!" Lele, who had her weapon taken away, jumped into Wang Yuheng's arms and stretched her teeth and claws. "I should catch a bucket of insects and ants in the nearby tropical rainforest and kill that bastard!"

"Well, I'll catch it with you next time." Wang Yuheng maintained the line of pampering with no limit, watching the noisy person in his arms patiently smoothing his hair.

"Little Strawberry's monkey can't be painted! It can't be photographed either! I'm going to explode! Such a commemorative look! I'm going to bite that and that sausage to death!"

"No, baby, you can only bite me." Wang Yuheng smiled gently.

Song Huan next to him pretended that I didn't understand.I poked twenty holes in Changcheng in my heart, bastard!Why did you let this pair of dogs and men stay with me!Give you ten seconds to come over and fork them out! ! !

The little strawberry is very sleep-resistant, and can automatically eliminate interference as soon as it falls asleep, so Lele kneads and pinches the little strawberry more brazenly, taking pictures with various shapes.

After dinner, two men with successful careers and a small pudding were sitting on the tea table, making tea and chatting for self-cultivation. Wang Yuheng occasionally looked at his eccentric baby in the living room and played with another baby. Chang Cheng Then patiently teach Pudding the steps of making tea and some tea knowledge.

Song Huan watched the three men over there chatting happily, poked his youngest son's white and soft face, and started asking questions like an old father: "When will you give Little Strawberry a childhood sweetheart?"

Lele moaned and said, "I don't want green plums, only bamboo horses."

"Why, are you afraid that your daughter will rob Lao Wang?"

"That's right! I don't love me anymore if I have a daughter. It's always been that when I see new people laugh, I hear old people cry! Get a little bastard, I can push the blame on him, and I want a green plum, huh, I should bear it." It's broken." Lele misused verses confidently.

Song Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Old Wang would not let you take the blame."

Lele pretended to be deep: "Oh, man."

Back home at night, Lele lay on Wang Yuheng's beautiful body that he spent time and money on, and scratched Mai Se's chest every now and then: "Uncle Daheng, am I your baby?"

"What do you say, baby."

"Then do you want another baby?"

Wang Yuheng responded directly with actions, and an extended version of the French tongue kiss blocked Lele so much that he couldn't say anything.

Lele cleverly changed the way of questioning: "Last time, your mother even hinted at it, and even hugged your nephew and took a bite of a cutie."

"Baby, do you want Xiaobao?" Wang Yuheng finally got to the point of this ten thousand year old child.

Lele said angrily: "Aren't you stupid! I already mentioned other babies! Why! You still think of the little goblin? That's fine! It turns out that the baby was photographed behind the little goblin!"

"It's enough for me to have you as a little fairy." Wang Yuheng rubbed the back of the little fairy's graceful back with his fingertips, and stopped at the upright and delicate place, lingering carefully.

The little fairy twisted coquettishly in understanding.Then he intentionally talked about untimely topics: "Uncle Daheng~ The quality of sperm will change with age~ It doesn't matter to me young and beautiful little fairies, but your words..."

Wang Yuheng said calmly: "Don't you know my quality best? Or do you need to inspect the goods now? But maybe not as soon as you."

The little goblin was teething, and Wang Yuheng's neck was left with beautiful teeth marks.

Wang Yuheng pampered this little goblin with its teeth and claws, he was still a child.

"Don't lie to me! Last time I saw the video of you swiping the little baby!"

"Those are the deceitful children series of the two-child policy."

"You feel your conscience and answer me, have you been cheated?"

Wang Yuheng said calmly and frankly: "They succeeded."

Lele laughed loudly: "Tsk tsk tsk, it is said that when you are old, you will have the mentality of an old father. It is true. But don't worry, I am such an excellent partner, even if you are old, I will still love you."

Wang Yuheng's dark eyes were full of affection.He knows his little fairy, and likes to tease him with age, although the difference is only a few years, it is a kind of fun.But if this topic is brought up by others, Lele can explode and tear the other party up on the spot.

cute.

Lele climbed out of the bed, crossed her hips proudly and looked at the half-lying person, like a proud little prince promulgating the decree of his small kingdom: "Beforehand, no girls, or return the goods!"

Wang Yuheng smiled softly, sat up and covered his heart with his right hand: "Yes, my little Highness."

"Also, no coffee is allowed from today on."

"Also, cigarettes, if you exceed one pack a week, you can live your Spring and Autumn Dream!"

"Your Highness, why don't you test it yourself?"

"No problem, you lie down!"

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