[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

Su Zhuo lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he reached out and squeezed Sancho's hand, holding it tightly.

"Qiaoqiao, I'm not a saint. Yuli Peak is responsible to me, Shen Weiqing is kind to me, but I want to be selfish once, I really can't lose you and my child again."

After the master passed away suddenly, Su Zhuo carried Yuli Peak by himself for ten years. Now he still has no thought of giving up, but Qiao Qiao is more important to him.

Sancho's heart was full of turmoil, he held Su Zhuo's hand tightly, leaned over and kissed Su Zhuo's lips actively.

The breaths of the two overlapped, and a long kiss was exchanged, and Sancho finally swallowed the retreat that was about to be said.

He didn't want Su Zhuo to be buried here forever for him, but he really didn't want to go back to Yuqiong Mountain again. It wasn't just that Su Zhuo wanted to be selfish for once, he was also selfish this time after all.

After a while of silence, the two of them suddenly didn't know what to say, only the rustling sound of the leaves being blown by the breeze, and the light and shadow of the branches being reflected on the ground, shaking slightly.

San Qiao thought for a while, and then took the initiative to speak again: "Su Zhuo, shouldn't the baby have a name?"

Cubs, babies, and little ones all remembered what they were called. They were all born for several days, but they even forgot a name.

Su Zhuo looked at the baby who was sleeping peacefully in Sancho's arms, and only then did he realize that he hadn't named him.

"What do you remember?" Su Zhuo asked.

Su Zhuo himself was picked up, and the name was given to him by his master, so Su Zhuo didn't know what to use, so he asked San Qiao to name it first.

"Huh? Name..." Sancho thought for a while, and poked the tender cheek of the baby in his arms, "Since there is no tail, how about taking your surname, Su Baozi?"

This little face, like a meat bun, is white and tender, and Sancho is somewhat satisfied with his own thoughts.

He raised his cheek and looked at Su Zhuo earnestly.

Su Zhuo didn't know how to react for a while, because Sancho let the child take his surname, and he felt warm in his heart, but the name was a bit too casual.

"No, it's called Baozi. I'm afraid I'll grow into a fat man in the future."

"Yes, the buns are white and fat."

Sancho is a little distressed, called Xiaobai?It's like a dog.

After thinking for a while, Sancho shook his head: "Unexpectedly, you should come here, with your last name, you can name it."

Su Zhuo looked at the child, gently took his little hand and shook it: "Call it Su Yan, the continued Yan."

This is a continuation of their love.

"Su Yan?" Sancho nodded, "That's a good name, so I'll call it Su Yan."

It just so happened that the baby woke up, opened his small mouth and yawned, his pure and bright eyes rolled around, and when he saw Sancho leaning over, he burst into tears with a "wow".

I don’t know if it’s because Xiao Suyan followed Su Zhuo. Not only did she not have a fish tail when she was born, but her tears didn’t even turn into pearls. This made Sancho feel a little bit worried. She was born so hard, but she didn’t look like her at all. .

"Probably hungry, you carry him to the house, I'll get him some goat milk to feed."

San Qiao nodded obediently, and after Su Zhuo got up to go to the kitchen, he carried Xiao Su Yan back to the house.

Su Zhuo warmed the goat's milk, and the two of them carefully fed Xiao Su Yan, and he calmed down, but not long after, he started crying again and his cheeks turned red.

Sancho stuffed the baby to Su Zhuo, and watched Su Zhuo skillfully untie the blanket that wrapped the baby, took out the wet diaper, changed it to a new one, and finally picked up the baby and patted it to coax him.

"This is a little troublemaker. If you don't call him Su Yan, you can call him a little troublemaker." Sancho sat at the table and supported his head, looking at Su Zhuo who was walking back and forth in the room coaxing the child.

Who would have thought that the cold-faced master Su Zhuo, who was respected and kept at a distance by everyone before, is now so proficient in taking care of children, he looks like a professional baby daddy.

Finally coaxing little Su Yan to sleep again, Su Zhuo put her on the bed, then set up a barrier to protect her, and returned to the table to reach out to San Qiao.

"After hugging the little one, then hugging the big one, both of you can't worry about it." Su Zhuo's voice carried an unreadable smile.

Sancho stood up without thinking, rushed over, let Su Zhuo pick him up, and led him into the yard.

Sancho sat on Su Zhuo's arm, wrapped his arms around Su Zhuo's neck, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Whether it's trouble or burden, you can't get rid of us anymore."

Su Zhuo paused, looked sideways at Sancho who was close at hand, leaned over and kissed him for a while, then nodded, and said: "Okay."

Su Zhuo carried San Qiao back to the recliner and put him on it, but San Qiao hugged his neck and refused to let go, so Su Zhuo lay down by himself and put him on his body.

He knew that Sancho would habitually take a nap at noon. If he didn't sleep, he would be in a bad mood throughout the afternoon. Today, the two had a conversation, and Sancho hadn't slept yet.

Sancho raised his head in Su Zhuo's arms and looked at Su Zhuo without speaking.

In the past, Su Zhuo really wanted to say that he didn't want children, but he also protected him and the children again and again, so Sancho didn't want to worry about the past anymore.

Those things will be fine with the passage of time, at worst, he will not tell the baby in the future, in fact, although Su Zhuo thought about giving up the baby, it is good for him to come.

He wants to have a good time with Su Zhuo, and doesn't want to waste time anymore.

"Okay, don't look at it, go to sleep." Su Zhuo raised his hand and patted Sancho's back lightly, as if coaxing a child.

Sancho nodded, put his wrist around Su Zhuo's waist, lay on his body, listened to his strong heartbeat, and fell asleep peacefully.

Before Jun Yi left, he said that he would not be back in the near future, and it was true that he hadn't been back for three months.

In three months, the wrinkled cub had already grown a lot of white and tender skin, which looked very pleasing, but restless, the body that could twist back and forth just now, was wrapped in a blanket and was dishonest, babbling No one could understand what he was talking about.

In the evening, Sancho sat on the recliner with the restless little Su Yan in his arms, and Chu Han moved the bench to sit next to him, teasing him from time to time.

It's not easy for the two of them to play with Xiao Suyan, who doesn't communicate well.

Chu Han took a small butterfly made of grass leaves in his hand, and waved it in front of Xiao Suyan, making his eyes keep following the butterfly, and even wanted to reach out to grab it.

However, the child was too young, so Chu Han didn't dare to give it to him, and just used it to amuse him.

"Xiao Yanyan, when can I be called godfather, when the time comes, godfather will buy you a bunch of kites and string them together as kites, okay?" Chu Han said.

Little Suyan looked at him with dark eyes, and said "babbling", but the two adults couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Qiao Qiao, it's fun to have a cub, and I won't be afraid of being bored in the future." Chu Han looked sideways at San Qiao who was silent.

Sancho sighed softly and shook his head slightly.

When the baby was just born, he was glad he didn't follow him, because he was really ugly.

But now that the cub has grown up, it is a white and tender meat dumpling, and he feels a little uncomfortable again. The one he has worked so hard to give birth to does not follow him, and there is no tail yet.

"Qiao Qiao?" Seeing that San Qiao hadn't spoken, Chu Han called out again, "What are you thinking?"

Sancho suddenly came back to his senses, held Xiao Suyan's hand, squeezed it, and sighed faintly: "Why don't you say it's like mine, if I didn't give birth to me, I would suspect that it was someone else's." .”

This active temperament is not like Su Zhuo at all, but these legs are not like him.

A few days ago, Sancho took a special look at bathing the little guy. He was not afraid to put it in the water, but he didn't have a tail either, and his legs were still legs.

Chu Han looked at him regretfully, and couldn't help but burst into a "puchi" laugh.

"Master is so strong, and your body has almost recovered. Why don't I sleep with my godson, and you two will have another one while it's hot. Maybe the next one will have a tail."

"Having one?" Sancho turned his head to look at the man who was busy in the kitchen, and really thought about it.

Although it is said that pregnancy is very troublesome and childbirth is also painful, but I have to say that after the child was born, Sancho felt full of sense of accomplishment.

He can't wait to show off to others every day: "This, I gave birth."

It's not impossible to have another one.

What's more, he and Su Zhuo haven't done it for almost a year, in fact, sometimes they still think about it, especially when the two of them slept together to take care of the baby recently.

Sometimes he could still feel Su Zhuo getting hard, but Su Zhuo didn't say anything, just endured it.

Seeing that he was struggling all the time, Chu Han took the initiative to lean over and pushed Sancho's shoulder with his shoulder: "How is it? If you think about it, I will take my godson away at night. He is still young so he can't see anything inappropriate for children." screen."

Sancho blushed, looked at Chu Han's playful eyes, and shook his head hard: "Let's just let nature take its course."

He took the initiative, but he seemed very hungry.

Chu Han was amused by him, and pinched the little guy's cheek: "Yanyan, your father and father are hypocrites and prudence, when will you have younger brothers and sisters?"

Sancho patted Chu Han embarrassedly.

The two were talking and arguing, when the door of the courtyard was pushed open, and a tall figure in a bright red robe appeared at the door. The coldness on his face relaxed a little after seeing the two of them, with a little more tenderness.

"Jun Yi?" Chu Han was the first to react, subconsciously stood up and looked at the door, fixedly looked at Jun Yi for a while, and then suddenly smiled: "You really keep your word, say I won't be back in the near future, and I really haven't been back for three months."

Jun Yi patted the dust all over his clothes, heaved a sigh of relief and seemed to relax: "I've been busy recently."

He walked to Sancho and looked at the little guy who rarely woke up longer today, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Not bad, it looks better."

Sancho was also happy to see him back, looked up at Jun Yi with a smile, and said, "Long time no see."

Jun Yi nodded slightly, and San Qiao handed the child in his arms to Chu Han, and then happily ran into the kitchen to ask Su Zhuo to cook more dishes.

Jun Yi stared at Sancho's back for a moment, his eyes were a little tangled.

Behind him, Chu Han hugged the child and looked away, pretending he didn't see it.Qiao Qiao just gave birth to a cub: "It's so ugly, it's a good thing you don't follow me."

Qiao Qiao three months after giving birth to Zai Zai: "It's so cute, how can you not follow me, you must have another one."