Er Er pays special attention to his privacy, but Nan Qing finds it mysterious.
Before Er Er turned into a baby, she made one last confession: "As a woman, you should shoulder the responsibility of raising the baby. You are not allowed to hire a wet nurse. You take care of me yourself."
If Er Er doesn't worry about others touching him, he can at most worry about Nan Qing.
After saying that, Nan Qing went to find clothes for wrapping the baby.
Nan Qing put the clothes on the bed, and the next second the cute little boy of five or six years old in front of him turned into a delicate baby about the size of a newborn baby.
Nan Qing's eyes widened unconsciously when he saw such a delicate and small child.
After Er Er became smaller, the clothes on her body became too big. The shirt was loose on her body, and a small corner slipped off, exposing half of her small shoulders.
Er Er blinked his big eyes and looked up at Nan Qing.
Nan Qing suppressed a smile: "Do you want me to dress you? I'll wrap it up for you."
"No need, just close your eyes."
The voice has a familiar tone, but this voice is no longer a familiar voice. It's so tender and soft as a baby's voice!
Nan Qing was so obsessed with Er Er Meng, no wonder he dressed it himself.
But when I think about such a cute little baby in front of me, it is 1.5 billion years old...
Nan Qing turned around and took off all the shirts and trousers on Er Erjiang's body. The moment he took off his clothes and trousers, they disappeared and all these things returned to space.
Er Er climbed naked to the clothes on the side, put them on himself, and wrapped himself up.
"That's it."
Nan Qing turned around when Er Er said it was okay.
When I turned around, I saw the baby lying in the swaddling clothes. He was so cute.
Nan Qing knelt down and came close to Er Er: "You do have the posture of a newborn baby, but you have no wrinkles at all, your face is white and tender, and your hair is dry."
A newborn baby should have a flushed face, wrinkled body, and wet hair.
Er Er frowned: "Aren't you allowed to be a special case and be clean and beautiful just after birth?"
"Okay, allow it."
Anyway, Ziqing didn't wake up so soon.
Er Er pretended to be a baby crying a few times.
The people guarding the yard were relieved when they heard the child crying, and some congratulated the housekeeper at the same time.
"Congratulations, Master and Madam."
"Madam and young master are safe."
"Congratulations."
The housekeeper was also delighted: "Everyone in the house is rewarded today!"
When they heard about the reward, all the servants burst into laughter.
"The house needs water. Bring a basin of water."
The door opened and Nan Qing came out hurriedly and said.
Immediately, someone brought everything needed one after another.
"Master, let these servants do it."
"No need, I have already learned these things. Naturally, I have to do the birth of Ziqing myself."
Nan Qing blocked everyone from the door and finished everything by himself.
When it got dark, the people in the house knew that the lady had given birth to a young son.
My wife fainted after giving birth and has not yet woken up. The master asked me to simmer chicken soup in the small kitchen so that my wife can drink it when she wakes up.
A baby's crib has been prepared beside the bed. It is made of mahogany and has a fine brocade quilt inside.
Nan Qing put Er Er into the crib.
Nan Qing stayed by the bed, waiting for Zi to wake up, and occasionally chatted with Er Er.
It was completely dark, and Ziqing finally woke up. The first thing he did when he woke up was to reach out and touch his stomach.
Deflated.
child?!
Immediately, he turned his head to the side and noticed someone standing beside him in a state of distress, as well as the cradle beside the bed. A child could be vaguely seen lying in the cradle.
Zi was in a daze, he had already given birth?
A child was born.
"Qing Qing..." His voice was a little dry and hoarse.
Nan Qing opened his eyes immediately when he heard the sound, "You're awake, do you feel any pain?"
"My stomach hurts a little, it's nothing serious."
The prosthesis made by Er Er will be a little painful.
Ziqing wanted to get up: "I want to see the child. The child is..."
"You don't have to get up, I'll carry him over."
Ziqing was worried: "He is asleep. If I hold him over, will it make him cry?"
"Won't."
Nan Qing came to the crib and picked up the sleeping Er Er, carefully carrying him over.
Er Er opened his eyes, took a look and then closed his eyes.
Ziqing was a little surprised when he saw the swaddled child, "It looks so good-looking."
Too beautiful.
Just like the children in the fairy scrolls.
"It's a boy. He's very good-looking, and he's very well-behaved and doesn't like to cry." Nan Qing said softly.
Ziqing looked at the child's sleeping face carefully. He didn't know why, but he felt that the child was too good-looking. He was not like Nan Linhuang or himself. He was so good-looking when he was born, and he looked even better when he grew up.
Ziqing could not hide the love in his eyes.
"Do you want a hug?"
Nan Qing handed Er Er forward, and Zi Qing felt a little nervous and at a loss.
"Don't be nervous. This child is easy to hold. Just don't use too much force when holding him flat."
Nan Qing taught him.
Ziqing carefully hugged the child.
Ziqing had never been so satisfied in his heart, and suddenly felt that everything in the past was just like the previous life.
Obviously last year he was full of hatred and wanted to plot against the woman in front of him, but now they are together, she is his wife, and he still holds a child in his arms.
"He really doesn't cry." Ziqing felt that he was not holding him very well, but the child in his arms was extremely well-behaved.
Nan Qing: "I discovered today that he has a very good temper. He won't cry unless he feels particularly uncomfortable."
Ziqing held the child and watched it carefully, and suddenly thought of something.