She took the chocolate in her mouth, and it was smooth and smooth. It was exactly as the advertisement said, but the next second, she made a vomiting sound and lay on the bedside and vomited it all out.
Gu Shaocheng was so frightened that his heart dropped.
He had never been so startled before. When she was a little bit shocked, it was like the sky was falling. Chenxing wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand: "It's so painful."
"..."
"I think the most I can drink is a little white porridge, without adding anything else. My mouth can't tolerate the taste, and my stomach may not be able to tolerate it either."
Gu Shaocheng immediately dialed the internal line and asked the kitchen to cook the thinnest and thickest rice porridge.
The housekeeper was very attentive. He had prepared the porridge early, kept it warm, received the internal call, and had it delivered immediately.
Gu Shaocheng personally held the bowl and spoon and fed his baby with infinite affection.
"Eat slowly, don't throw up again."
There was a smile in his words and he was in an extremely good mood.
Chenxing nodded. He ate very little and had to chew a lot for each bite. He ate it very delicately.
"Is it hot or not?"
"It's not hot." Chenxing shook his head: "You can eat it too."
"I'm not hungry."
"How can you not be hungry? You haven't eaten anything all day?" Chenxing waved her hands, leaned against his chest with great enjoyment, and said innocently and mischievously: "You saw it too, I don't even have much strength.
I can’t feed you, so you just feed yourself honestly.”
But she still held his hand, and when he brought the thick porridge to his mouth, he pushed it to his own mouth: "You eat it."
Gu Shaocheng chuckled sullenly, with deep eyes, "Okay, I'll eat."
As a result, this bowl of porridge was completely eaten by you and me with deep love and affection.
The man and woman who had finished dinner lay naked on the bed with the quilt rolled up. He lay on his side and held her tightly in his arms. In the flickering candlelight, he chatted with her about every detail of the past few years. Chenxing rested on his pillow.
My arms didn't want to sleep at all, even though the two of them chatted from eight o'clock to three o'clock in the morning the next day.
"...Haha, is it true? Xiao Zunzun is so bad?" Chenxing's laughter came from the bedroom late at night.
Gu Shaocheng lightly sniffed her feminine scent in the air: "No, this little guy is extremely naughty, and there is the little Shengsheng. The two of them are just the same. I don't know where they come from so many clever ideas to discipline them two."
, I don’t even know how many brain cells will be burned to death.”
He took out the voice recorder and said, "Let me listen to the voices of the two of them calling mom and dad on the first day."
"Okay, okay," Chenxing immediately perked up his ears.
Then he found many photo albums and influences. Chenxing flipped through the booklet page by page, as if the process of the two little babies growing up day by day was replayed in front of her, but she still felt so regretful: "I didn't even witness it with my own eyes.
their growth.”
That kind of lack cannot be compensated by any photo album or image. As a mother, she fell into Gu Shaocheng's chest: "Wow, Shaocheng, you are so happy."
But I watched my children grow up with my own eyes and participated in their lives every day.
Gu Shaocheng didn't understand her regret and annoyance, and kissed her cheek: "Who told you not to wake up?" But he couldn't bear to make her feel more sad: "It's not too late, I will hand over the child to you in the future. I will take this heavy responsibility."
If you can’t afford it, the mother still has to take care of the child.”