President Qi, I don't despise you

This scene was photographed by Song Yi. The man in the photo is handsome and resolute, wearing a black shirt, but holding a blue swaddle, bowing his head and kissing the forehead of the baby in his arms. His eyes are full of love and love that has never been seen before. gentle.

The baby was very healthy, and was taken home after only three days of observation in the hospital. Cang Ye and Song Yi had done enough homework during the months when the surrogate mother was confirmed to be pregnant. Ye Ye even pushed aside the company and foreign affairs, took the time to sign up for classes, and went to class on time every day to learn how to take care of babies. Even Song Yi was stunned by this wave of operations.

March and April are the official rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River. Cangye has many old injuries, so he is naturally uncomfortable. Song Yi can't bear him tossing around like this, so he finds an institution and hires a teacher to teach at home. exchange, but Song Yi insisted that he didn't say anything.

The family has already arranged a very beautiful baby room opposite the two-person bedroom, but naturally the child cannot sleep by himself, so a baby cot is placed next to the big bed in the master bedroom.

To be on the safe side, I still hired a babysitter. I lived directly at home for the first three months. Babies who were less than full moon had to be fed every less than 3 hours. At first, the babysitter demonstrated, and then Cang Ye and Song Yi began to do it in person. Feeding Xiao Youyou, the child needs to sleep for more than ten hours a day, and spends most of the day sleeping, so Cang Ye stays by the child's side all day.

He had to breastfeed about three times at night. Song Yi was worried that Cangye's body would not be able to withstand such a toss, so he took the initiative to ask himself to cook the meal for the child at night, and Cangye would come in during the day.

This day is the first day of work for Young Master Song, turned on the light and got out of bed, glanced at the child in the crib next to him, Xiao Youyou was sleeping soundly, the child's milk is usually regular and quantitative, and it has been four years since the last feeding It has been many hours, so even if the baby falls asleep, he has to wake up to drink milk.

After testing the water temperature, measuring the scale, and preparing the milk powder, everything went so smoothly, but something happened the moment he picked up his son. Xiao Youyou, who was pulled out of his sleep, lost his temper and pulled up. He started crying with a small voice, and soon his face was covered with saliva and snot, and the pacifier couldn't even be fed in. Young Master Song didn't agree with patting and shaking.

"What's wrong with Youyou? Let me see."

It has been raining Cangye's back injury for the past few days, and he slept a bit tonight. Song Yi moved lightly, so he didn't wake him up when he got out of bed, but now he was awakened by his son's crying. Sitting up with support, the little guy was crying out of breath in Song Yi's arms.

Song Yi hesitated, not wanting to make him tired, but couldn't resist the man's repeated urging, so he could only hug the annoying little guy, Cang Ye took his son with distress, shook him gently, patted and coaxed him

"Youyou, be good, don't cry, let's sleep after drinking milk, be good."

Cangye took care of the little guy for a long time during the day, and his voice was low and soft. He didn't know if he was tired from crying or he felt sorry for his father. The little guy stopped crying after a while in Cangye's arms. Cangye took a soft tissue and gently wiped it for him. Cleaned up the tears, snot and saliva on the little face.

"Xiao Yi give me the bottle."

Song Yi gave the milk bottle to Cangye, and put a soft pillow around his waist. Looking at the little devil lying in Cangye's arms and drinking milk, he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, so he stretched out his hand and flicked it. The little ass of the little thing Q bomb.

Before he had time to "relieve his hatred", his hand was slapped down by the people around him, and Mr. Cang, who didn't even roll his eyes at him, turned around and gently rubbed his son's buttocks, and added kisses to coax him.

Song Yi: No, you can't treat me like this. Do you only see that brat now?Didn't you see him torturing you like this?I am avenging you.

But no matter how rich the inner drama was, Young Master Song didn't dare to really provoke that little devil at the moment, otherwise the water would flood the golden mountain, and Cang Ye wouldn't have to rest for the night.

After eating and drinking, Xiao Youyou fell asleep peacefully in his father's arms, but Cang Ye's face was slightly pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Song Yi hurriedly carried the little thing carefully and put it in the stroller , turned around and quickly looked at the person behind him, lowered his voice and asked him

"How is it? What's wrong?"

He put his hands on his waist, gently rubbing

"It's okay, go to sleep, it will be dawn in a while."

Cangye pulled Song Yi, and Song Yi helped him to lie down again. Cangye really felt pain in his heart for this little guy. Once Youyou had a fever, and his back and back were severely injured in those few days. Taking double doses of painkillers and staying with him, taking temperature, feeding medicine, breastfeeding, and taking care of everything by himself.

A child looks different every day. The little thing that twitched when it was born changed its appearance in a hundred days. It is white and tender like a little bun, which is painful. On this day, Song Yi specially invited a professional photographer for children's photography one day in advance. Come to the house to set up the scene, arrange the venue, and strive to leave some beautiful photos for the little one's hundred days.

Tired and disheveled, Young Master Song returned to the bedroom after a while, and saw the man holding the little duck to make the little guy giggle. Seeing this scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety, he felt that no matter how tired he was, it was worth it , but looking at the man's bent posture, he couldn't help frowning and walked over

"Rely on it for a while or your back will hurt later."

After speaking, he helped him up and leaned against the head of the bed, and gently pressed his hand

"How is the outside setting?"

"It's almost there. I ordered food at Juxian Building, and it will be delivered at noon tomorrow."

Aoye smiled and nodded, looking at the little bun in the crib

"Is Youyou happy?"

This time Song Yi sat down directly to block Cang Ye's sight, with displeasure written all over his face, he stepped forward and circled the thin waist of this man

"Aye, you don't pay much attention to me now, you just know that you care about that brat."

Cang Ye was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled with his lips drawn at random.

"How old are you, do you still eat your son's jealousy?"

As he spoke, he raised his arms and hugged the man.

Song Yi finally got the chance to get close to his old Gong. Fortunately, the little boy was asleep and no one would disturb him. It was a bit unbearable for his body to guard the little thing day and night, so Song Yi stretched out his hand to gently press him. Kneading, this person will feel a little sleepy after a while

"Sleep for a while, I'll look at that kid."

Cang Ye was indeed out of energy, and fell asleep after being supported by Song Yi. Song Yi helped him cover the quilt, and still stretched his hands under the quilt to help him gently massage. Looking at the big and small sleeping beside him, Song Da At least I want to scream with happiness.

[The author has something to say:]

Cang who takes care of the child is always not very qualified, and his whole body softens

Song Gouzi is jealous of his son

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