Just when I thought about it, the little guy in his arms seemed to feel his father's disgust, and he burst into tears.
Lu Jinchuan, "..."
The whole person was frozen there.
He almost broke out in a sweat just because he was holding this little guy.
Lu Jinchuan has only held Xiao Yanan's child, but that was only after the child was a hundred days old. The child was easier to hold at that time than when he was just born.
When I held my son just now, he was too small and too soft, so he didn't dare to move.
Although he also disliked it, it was his own child after all. After doing some mental construction, Lu Jinchuan thought about the little one that Gu Nuan worked hard to conceive and gave birth to in ten months.
But who knew that the little guy didn't give me any face and actually started crying.
What to do next?
Lu Jinchuan, a grown man, was completely stunned and didn't know how to coax her.
Meng Wanfeng went to wash the cup just now. When she came in, she saw Lu Jinchuan standing there stiffly, with his son crying in his arms.
He wanted to coax, but he didn't know how.
For the first time, Meng Wanfeng saw a messy feeling on his body.
"Oh, the little soup dumpling must be hungry." Meng Wanfeng quickly put down the cup in her hand and said to Lu Jinchuan with a smile, "Here, hold the baby for me, and you go get the milk powder."
Little soup dumpling is a nickname given to the child by Gu Nuan.
One night she woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to eat soup dumplings. She was so greedy that she cried.
As soon as Lu Jinchuan opened his eyes, he saw his wife looking at him with red eyes and asked nervously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Then she quickly got up and got dressed to take her to the hospital.
As a result, she was heard crying, "I want to eat little soup dumplings."
But where could he prepare the soup dumplings for her in the middle of the night?
But my wife is greedy, and she is extremely greedy.
Lu Jinchuan had no choice but to get up and drive her around Kyoto to find soup dumplings.
On the way, Gu Nuan touched her belly and said, "From now on, no matter whether the child is a boy or a girl, the nickname will be Xiaotangbao."
I love eating soup dumplings so much.
At that time, Lu Jinchuan thought that if a brat was born, he would teach him a lesson.
It's so tossing.
Looking at his son who was crying so loudly, Lu Jinchuan's temples began to bulge, remembering how hard he had gone through during Gu Nuan's pregnancy.
Some wanted to beat him up.
At this moment, the poor little soup dumpling never thought that crying because of his first hungry meal would arouse his father's disgust.
"Mom, let me try to feed you." Gu Nuan didn't know when she woke up and said to Meng Wanfeng.
"Drink some milk powder first." Lu Jinchuan said with a straight face, "You are too tired and need to rest more."
The energy required to give birth to a child is something that a man cannot understand. Lu Jinchuan felt heartbroken just by looking at her soaking wet look.
He did not prepare milk powder for his son first, but instead poured some water for his wife and fed it to her.
Gu Nuan shook her head, "I'll try it first."
She heard that some children were unwilling to breastfeed after taking milk powder.
Seeing her persistence, Meng Wanfeng took the baby to her and taught her how to breastfeed the baby.
But the child was still too young, and now he was hungry again. He was crying loudly because he couldn't get milk.
As soon as Gu Nuan heard the child cry, she became anxious.
The blood vessels in Lu Jinchuan's temples were bulging.
Especially when I saw Gu Nuan almost crying, I wanted to take that little guy away.
"Good boy, don't cry," Gu Nuan was still comforting him in a low voice. Lu Jinchuan pressed his teeth against his teeth and finally walked over, "Bad boy, your mother just gave birth to you and it was very hard. Don't torment her."
Gu Nuan, "..."
Meng Wanfeng, "..."
"What are you doing? How can he know anything at such a young age?" Gu Nuan glared at him and said to him with a red face, "You go out first and I'll feed him."
Lu Jinchuan raised his eyebrows.
Want to say that she hasn't seen anything on her? But now she has to kick him out because of this brat.
It's just because he was mean to Xiaotangbao just now.
He wanted to speak, but Gu Nuan had already turned all his attention to the little soup dumpling, "Don't cry, Mom, let me feed you."
When Lu Jinchuan went out and Meng Wanfeng wasn't paying attention, she got some spiritual water from the space and put it on her son's mouth.
The little soup dumpling was still crying with squinted eyes, but suddenly stopped.
Black stone eyes looked at Gu Nuan.
If she didn't know that the newborn baby could only see less than 20 centimeters, would she have to wonder if her son had been reborn like her?
But these eyes are so beautiful.
She tapped the tip of his nose and said, "You also know what's delicious?"
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Gu Nuan noticed that her son blinked his eyes.
Taking advantage of the little guy not crying at the moment, Gu Nuan started to guide him to suck milk again.
After struggling like this, the little soup dumplings still didn't get milk. Finally, I started crying and finally drank milk powder.
"It may hurt a little, please bear with it." Ren Li helped her apply heat for a while, "If she can't come out again today, we have to find a way."
It feels a little lumpy now.
"If it still doesn't work, let... Jinchuan give it a try." She paused here and finally helped Gu Nuan start the massage.
At the beginning, I had to rub the small lumps into pieces, which was indeed a bit painful.
Moreover, Gu Nuan's skin is very delicate because of the spiritual chef.
Ren Li just applied a little force and her area turned red.
"Let Jinchuan try it." She said after massaging her for a while.
Gu Nuan's face turned to the side, her ears were a little red, and she agreed casually.
Although she and Lu Jinchuan had done all the most intimate things, after all, she was in a hospital here, and... she felt a little feverish after asking him to help her.
Lu Jinchuan was called in by Ren Li, and she just said, "Go and help Xiao Nuan."
So I went to the outside room with Meng Wanfeng holding the small soup dumplings.
Looking at Gu Nuan again, she turned her head to one side with a blushing face.
He vaguely knew something in his heart.
After all, I didn’t read books on maternity and childbirth in vain during this period.
Every time I accompany Gu Nuan to the prenatal check-up, I often communicate with Ren Li or the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department to learn more.
"Be patient." He said in a hoarse voice.
Since the third trimester of pregnancy, the two of them had rarely had this kind of more intimate communication. Firstly, Lu Jinchuan was afraid that he would not be able to bear it anymore, and secondly, he was also afraid of hurting Gu Nuan and the child.
Gu Nuan covered her eyes with her small arms, hummed indiscriminately, and bit her lower lip to prevent herself from crying out in pain.
Lu Jinchuan's hands were naturally stronger than Ren Li's, and he leaned down while massaging her.
After a while, Gu Nuan seemed to feel the sound of his swallowing.
After a long time, the action stopped.
Gu Nuan saw a trace of juice at the corner of Lu Jinchuan's mouth through the peripheral vision that could not be covered by her small arms.