In fact, Yan Han aside, Song Xiang also planned to put Beibei next door to sleep, with someone taking care of her so she wouldn't have to get up at night.
She came with her, and even Shun Han could afford it. He already had a heavy workload during the day, and he couldn't sleep well at night, and he couldn't bear the iron blow.
"What were you thinking about just now?"
She put her hands around his neck and brushed his hair twice.
Yan Han snorted softly, "I said I would take you to eat chocolate, and you just said I would go there next time and come back to see the little one. You are so anxious."
He lowered his head and rubbed her forehead, "I'm not as important as him."
Song Xiang couldn't laugh or cry, "No."
"Then tell me." He straightened up, looked at her, and said, "Who is important?"
"Are you childish?" Song Xiang poked his forehead.
"Yeah, you already think I'm naive." He sighed seriously.
Song Xiang knew that his sentiment was half-truth, and she responded seriously: "You are important."
"Really?" Yan Han raised his eyebrows.
"You didn't believe me after I told you."
Yan Han: "Listen for yourself, does your tone sound sincere?"
Song Xiang smiled helplessly, "Sincerely, completely sincerely."
Yan Han leaned over and leaned half of his body on her, "You are coaxing me. In the past few days, you have no time to pay attention to me at night."
Song Xiang kicked him, "Stop talking nonsense, tell yourself why I ignore you?"
Yan Han: "..."
He even laughed and said nonsense: "Because you are partial."
Song Xiang turned her head and glared at him, "I'm afraid of provoking you. Then you'll have to fend for yourself, so you still blame me."
She hasn't given birth yet, but it's been almost four months since the last time.
He stood up and said, "I'm not as stupid as you think."
Song Xiang closed her eyes and poked him with a smile, "Oh, then you were in the bathroom yesterday... um!"
Yan Han covered her mouth.
Song Xiang opened his eyes and smiled narrowly.
Yan Han's face was rarely red, and he licked his lips several times to hide his embarrassment.
Song Xiang pulled his hand down and said, "Why are you so embarrassed with me?"
Severe cold and mild cough.
It wasn't that he was embarrassed, he just spurned himself.
Song Xiang worked hard to give birth to the child, but before he was even out of confinement, he still had impure thoughts about her, and they were very frequent.
He was thinking to himself whether this would be incompetent.
Song Xiang glanced at his red neck and was so happy that she stood up and said, "Hey, how come you are innocent now that you are married?"
Yan Han: "..."
She put her arms around his neck and continued to tease him, "Next time you need something, don't do it yourself. I'll help you."
Yan Yan's eyes fell on her face, her expression was tangled.
She asked: "Do you want it?"
He still had to pretend, "Don't interrupt, our question now is who is more important."
Song Xiang was so happy by his appearance that she lay down on the bed and glanced sideways at Beibei, who was sleeping soundly.
She held back her smile, looked at him again, and said more seriously, "Of course you are important. I like Beibei, not just because he was born to me, but also because he is my and your child."
Yan Yan moved slightly in her heart and reached out to brush away her messy hair. She didn't know what she was thinking.
When he was about to open his mouth, Song Xiang suddenly covered his mouth.
"Don't ask that question."
"Um?"
"If they fall into the water at the same time, who should be saved first?"
Yan Han: "..."
He pulled her hand away and said, "Who wants to ask you such a stupid question?"