After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

"Snapped!"

The crisp applause was accompanied by the low cry of grievance.

Wei Jing didn't care about the hot side of the neck being beaten by Wei Chu, hurriedly hugged him in his arms, and coaxed him softly: "It's my fault, it's my fault, the force made it stronger, I'll be more careful .”

"...Go away! I don't want you...well, I don't want you to try..."

Wei Chu choked with pain, rolled himself into a ball with the quilt, and rolled to the inside of the bed, refusing to show his head again.

"It's so cute, it's my fault, I will really be careful."

Wei Jing is not a person who gives up halfway, seeing that he is about to succeed, giving up at this time is undoubtedly a failure, all the pain Wei Chu just endured was in vain.

"It really hurts." Wei Chu hid under the quilt, his voice muffled.

Obviously he also understands this truth, but after all the pain for so long, it is still difficult to calm down for a while.

"Or...don't do it today."

Of the two things that the child is full and Wei Chu doesn't hurt, Wei Jing is still willing to choose the latter.

However, Wei Chu was not happy.

"I've long since discovered that you don't like our children."

Wei Jing argued: "I like him, I like him, I didn't say I didn't like him."

As soon as the words fell, the baby wrapped in the small quilt burst into tears without warning, as if deliberately wanting to hit the emperor's face.

Wei Chu glared at Wei Jing angrily, turned sideways and hugged the child in his arms, and coaxed, "Don't cry, don't cry."

After all, it is the first time to be a father. Even though Wei Chu is full of love, he doesn't know how to express all his emotions naturally when facing a crying child. He can only repeat the monotonous "don't cry" over and over again. ".

"I'll hug you, take a break, let's try again later."

Wei Jing's tone was gentle, but his actions could not be refused. He directly carried the child from Wei Chu's arms, and slowly paced in the bedroom to coax him to sleep.

The newborn milk baby only eats and sleeps. Soon, Wei Jing handled it with ease without a teacher, which attracted Wei Chu to look up at him with even more admiration.

Wei Jing put the child back on the soft thick mattress, and said softly to Wei Chu: "Come on, Chuchu, let's try again."

If a strong person like Wei Chu fails to do what doctor Xia Gong said is good for children, he will definitely not even be able to sleep soundly.

Rather than endangering Wei Chu's body, it is really better to promise him to exchange short-term pain for long-term peace of mind.

Wei Chu was worried about waking up the baby who was not sleeping well, so he quickly agreed softly: "Okay."

As he said that, he also restored his clothes to the loose appearance when Wei Jing came in just now.

Wei Jing's Adam's apple rolled, and he avoided his sight guiltily.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of a good solution, he walked quickly towards the back room.

Wei Chu lay obediently on the pillow, listening to Wei Jing's movements.

After a long time, Wei Jing walked back to the side of the bed with the basin in his hand, reached out and fished out a soaked cloth towel, which was emitting white mist.

"What are you doing?" Wei Chu asked puzzled.

"Apply it."

Like a waiter in a restaurant, Wei Jing held the cloth towel in her hand, skillfully played with a flower, and then quickly spread it flat on Wei Chu's chest, explaining at the same time, "Doctor Xia Gong seemed to raise his mouth, Using hot compresses can make this area unobstructed quickly."

Wei Chu didn't know anything about this. He listened to what Wei Jing said, and his cute and innocent appearance made Wei Jing feel like he was committing a crime.

"Well... no, it still hurts too much..."

Wei Chu's subdued cries attracted the Lanterns who were running wildly in the courtyard. The dogs wagged their fluffy tails and barked at the door of the dormitory.

"I didn't hurt your master, go play at ease." Wei Jing turned around and explained to them helplessly.

"Hey~"

Yuan Xiao groaned, put her ear to the door to distinguish for a while, and found that there was no cry for help from Wei Chu, and then she took the children back to the yard to play with the branches in peace.

The incense in the hall has the effect of assisting in calming the nerves, making Wei Chu's spirit gradually less tense.

He bit hard on Wei Jing's generous palm, which was actively stuffed into his mouth, and warm tears slowly slipped into his temples.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Jing finally straightened up, rubbed her moist lips with her fingertips, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It finally worked."

At the end, he turned around and touched the baby's small mouth lightly, and scolded with a smile: "Little bastard, you are so lucky."

Qin Hesu entered the palace according to the delivery date predicted by the palace doctor to Wei Chu, but as soon as he entered the bedroom, he found that Wei Chu was holding the baby and breastfeeding tenderly.

Seeing Qin Hesu walking in with a small bundle on his back, Wei Chu raised his head and smiled at him, then tucked up his clothes, and said, "Ge Wu is pretty reliable, I picked you up so soon."

"He gave birth! Let me see who the little prince looks more like!" Qin Hesu walked over in surprise, carefully took the child from Wei Chu's hand, and held the child in his arms, "Like you , like you want a little more."

Wei Chu grinned, "I also feel a little more like me."

"Is he full? How about you keep feeding him for a while?"

Qin Hesu fondled the baby's little face and asked Wei Chudao.

"When you're full, come and sit here."

Wei Chu nodded and stretched his arms with great effort, trying to pick up the teapot from the low table beside the couch and pour Qin Hesu a cup of hot tea.

"Stop working so hard, take a good rest," Qin Hesu gently pushed his hand back into the quilt, and then asked, "Have you chosen a name yet?"

"I took it, Ah Jing took it, it's called Wei Ze'an." Wei Chu replied.

The meaning is Fuze Ankang, for the baby, but also for the common people in the world and the common people.

Qin Hesu nodded with emotion: "It's nice, what about the nickname? Did you ever choose it?"

"You still need a nickname?" Wei Chu was a little surprised.

"Yeah, I'll give you a nickname, and it will look closer to me when I call it on weekdays."

Qin Hesu tucked the quilt up for the child, and said to Wei Chu, "The little one in our family is called Gao Gao, and he got it from Little Huzi."

Wei Chu, who was a new father, suddenly showed a taught expression, and he had made up his mind.

If there are other dolls, there are also dolls in his family.

Wei Chu's health is good, and naturally he recovers faster than ordinary people who have given birth. He can lie down and walk freely in a few days, and even secretly carry his epee into the yard when Wei Jing is not around. Play for a while.

It's fine if Wei Jing doesn't notice this kind of behavior once or twice, but after a lot of times, even if Wei Jing's eyes are bad, he can still feel that his sword has been moved.

What's more, there is Ge Wu who secretly informs.

Hearing the news, Wei Jing hurried back from Yisi Hall, wrapped the child whole, walked to the door of the sleeping hall in two steps, opened the door and stuffed it into Xi Ming's arms, letting him take good care of Wei Chu's baby With a sharp heart, he closed the door again, walked back to the side of the bed, and stared deeply into Wei Chu's eyes.

"The queen is so strong, she can practice martial arts and swords."

"...You, don't mess around, I still have to breastfeed."

Wei Chu was a little flustered by the undisguised obscurity in his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and hastily bent his legs and moved towards the inner side of the bed, muttering while moving, "At this time, I can't let you mess around... "

Unexpectedly, Wei Jing grabbed his slender ankle first, dragged him back effortlessly, leaned over and clamped his waist to hold him in his arms, and brushed off the memorial file on the table with one hand, Firmly hold Wei Chu in his arms and it will be hard to escape:

"Don't let me mess around, I've messed around many times too."

Since the last three months of Wei Jing's pregnancy, the number of times Wei Jing touched him can be counted on the fingers. Now that he has heard the approval from Xia Gongyi and Qin Hesu with his own ears, Wei Jing, who is almost becoming a monk, is naturally not happy. I will easily let go of this hard-won opportunity that I have worked so hard to create.

"Besides, why didn't you tell me when you secretly went out to practice swords that you couldn't help but mess around?"

Wei Chu's face was flushed, and he was speechless: "..."

I can only let him run amok.

"You, you wait first."

Wei Chu tried his best to push away Wei Jing's generous shoulders, so that the two of them temporarily separated for a while, so that they could have a good talk.

"What's wrong?" Wei Jing took a deep breath and asked patiently.

"Although Ze'an's first name has been chosen, he doesn't have a nickname yet."

Wei Chu mentioned this matter, one is to change the topic, and the other reason is that he really wants to give the child a nice nickname.

"Small name?" Wei Jing grew up in an environment that made him feel very strange to these mundane things.

"Well, I heard from Hesu that the child should have a nickname, so that he can support himself."

Wei Chu lay on Wei Jing's hand, blinking his eyes, as if he had already started to name the baby in his heart.

Thinking of the origin of the name Dazhong Xiaoyuanxiao, Wei Jing couldn't help but feel palpitations.

He was very worried that Wei Chu would name his child Juda Yuanxiao, so that his son would have to call the dogs brothers.

So when he came back to his senses again, the words that wanted to stop Wei Chu had already blurted out in his heart: "...don't, Chuchu, you'd better let go of the child's nickname."

Of course Wei Chu knew how much he weighed, but he was still unconvinced and said: "...you won't let me take it, then you should choose a name that satisfies me."

Wei Jing lowered her head and kissed his lips, and asked with a smile, "What kind of characteristics does Chuchu want?"

"Our Ze'an was born fat and white, with big eyes, black and bright, and watery. Besides, he will be Bei Yu's prince in the future, and his name must sound... um... very greedy." Man, everyone can't help swallowing after listening to it, the kind who is very envious."

Wei Jing didn't quite understand what he meant, her eyes were filled with confusion.

Wei Chu sat up with his strength, and explained in detail: "When I hear it, it makes people feel heart-stirring and envious. If I can sigh in my heart, 'There is such a shocking name', it will be even better. alright."

"Shocking..." Wei Jing repeated it silently, asking her own question, "Would it be too arrogant?"

Wei Chu ignored him, and said to himself: "Also, in the future, when his sweetheart calls his nickname, both of them will feel sour and embarrassed, This will also enhance the relationship between the two of them.”

Wei Jing nodded with a vague understanding, and an answer that she thought was reliable emerged in her mind.

He bent down to pick up the pen and paper from the ground, moved Wei Chu Guangjie's long white legs, and wrote a few large characters on the paper.

Seeing that he was in such a state of momentum when he wrote the pen, Wei Chu couldn't help stretching his neck out of curiosity, and looked at the ink in Wei Jing's pen——

"Wei Jing... is there something wrong with you?"

Wei Jing rarely heard her full name from Wei Chu.

According to his past experience, usually when encountering such a situation, he would be treated extremely horribly next.

Hearing this, Wei Jing immediately sat up straight and looked at Wei Chu: "Chu Chu wants to eat cat cake?"

Before Wei Chu could reply, he was already preparing to leave the bedroom and go straight to the small dining hall of Chumian Palace.

Wei Chu was so angry that he pointed to his head and asked through gritted teeth, "I mean, is there something wrong with your brain?"

"What's the matter? Doesn't it meet your requirements?"

Only then did Wei Jing realize that Wei Chu was talking about the name he just gave the child.

"I worked so hard to conceive a child for almost a year, you named him Suan Xing'er?"

The author has something to say:

Persimmon: What's wrong with the sour apricot?

Chu Chu: I am really convinced

[Good night, my dears, muamuamua~ my neck hurts, I have to exercise tomorrow, my healing ability is very strong, the place where I bleed yesterday is scabbed today, oh~ it’s the end of the month, my dears, the hair tonic is about to expire, Si Hasha]