The new wife of a wealthy family: the black-bellied president can't be messed with

"Does it hurt like this? I'll support you." Wen Jinyang said worried that she would also hurt like this.

"No, you go out!" Mu Wan couldn't do such a thing in front of him.

Wen Jinyang didn't force her, so he went out: "Then I'll go out first, call me when you're done."

As soon as he went out, he saw the nurse coming.

"I don't need you."

"Okay." When the nurse saw that he came out of the bathroom, he understood everything.

Wen Jinyang stood outside for a while, but didn't hear Mu Wan calling him. Thinking of her stubborn temper, she pushed the door open.As soon as she opened the door, she saw Mu Wan struggling to stand up, her trousers had been pulled up, but her face was as white as paper, and cold sweat was still breaking out on her forehead.

"Didn't I ask you to call me?" As he said, he hugged her horizontally. "Mu Wan, you are so stubborn, so stubborn, isn't it you who suffers?"

Mu Wan didn't respond either, she didn't want to talk to him at all.

Wen Jinyang was so angry, but seeing the drops of cold sweat on her forehead made her feel distressed.

He carefully placed her on the bed. At this moment, the little tiger woke up. As soon as Mu Wan lay down, his little paw came over and rubbed against his mother's chest.

Mu Wan guessed that he was hungry again, seeing that Wen Jinyang was still there, she said, "Please go out for a while!"

"It's not like I haven't seen it before." Sitting next to him, Wen Jinyang realized that he was a little envious of that brat, who was so arrogantly rubbing and scratching in Mu Wan's arms.And her face was pampered, and her eyes dripped softly.She has never seen herself this way.

Mu Wan didn't want to fight with Zheng, so she had to unbutton her button, and felt a great pain on her side.

"Do you want me to raise the bed higher for you, so that you can hug him better." He then went to adjust the bed.

When he adjusted it, Mu Wan felt that something was wrong, and her waist hurt badly because of the angle he adjusted the bed.Then he said, "You tuned it wrong."

"Is it higher or lower?"

Seeing that his brows were tightly frowned, he expected that she must be in pain, so he was busy and lowered his tone.

"Too low, go higher."

He adjusted it again, and after repeating this for a while, Wen Jinyang's forehead was sweating, and then he adjusted it.

Mu Wan hugged her son and began to feed her. The little tiger grabbed her mother's breast with both paws and ate.After eating for a while and then stopping for a while, he seemed to feel two fiery gazes coming towards him. He turned his eyes and glanced at Wen Jinyang.

Wen Jinyang stared at his son intently, he enjoyed eating so much that even if he stopped, he would not let go of his mother's nipple in his mouth.Wen Jinyang found that he was also thirsty, and he had such benefits not long ago.

How long has it been since he touched her? He only felt that it was as long as a century, which made him feel as if he was going to take a breath at this moment.

"Don't look at him, so he won't concentrate." Mu Wan said coldly, feeling uncomfortable being stared at by him.

"He's already full, and he's just eating and playing right now." Wen Jinyang said dissatisfied.

The little tiger seemed to understand what he said, staring at his father with his eyes, and squirmed his mouth to eat.That look is clearly provocative, and even a bit complacent.

Wen Jinyang was shocked, this kid was protesting against him!

How old is this? In less than a few hours, he dared to demonstrate against his father.

"You keep staring at him, of course he is half-hearted!" Seeing that he was still staring at her son, Mu Wan faintly burst into anger, "Go back, don't stay here."

Look, this woman has a son, let alone him.And that little ghost, he actually felt that this little ghost had a scheming heart, don't look like he was just born, as if he knew everything.

"I just don't want to look at him." He held back his breath and sat on the sofa beside him, feeling the dull pain in his heart, but he could only endure it.

Mu Wan stopped caring about him and concentrated on feeding her son.Until the son ate and ate, fell asleep in her arms.It's fine to fall asleep, but also to suck on mother's nipples.

"He fell asleep, I'll hug him to sleep next to him." Wen Jinyang said, going to hug his son.

"Don't touch him, let him fall asleep first." Mu Wan whispered to him.

"He's already fallen asleep. If you hug him to sleep like this, you'll be tired too." Unexpectedly, just as he stretched out his hand, the little tiger's small mouth started to move again, taking bite after bite.Only the eyes are still closed.

"Stop quarreling with him." Seeing that her son was still eating, Mu Wan naturally refused to let him go.

Wen Jinyang saw that Mu Wan's eyes were full of sons, and then looked at the kid, who was content in her arms.That qi, but the qi returned to qi, and in the end he did nothing but stare blankly.

Mu Wan waited in a daze for her son to fall asleep before carefully placing it beside her.

Wen Jinyang knew how to read his face, and immediately went over to adjust the height of her bed.

"Bring me a crib tomorrow. You won't be able to sleep well if he sleeps with you like this." What made him most displeased was that his son seemed to be holding on to his fucking breasts all the time, and he was thinking about the baby too. , Besides, he used to be his exclusive benefit.

"No, I slept pretty well." She would feel satisfied just looking at her son.

Wen Jinyang felt frustrated. In front of Mu Wan, it seemed that what he said and what he did were all wrong.And now, he has nothing to do.

He stayed up all night in a daze, and micked for a while when it was almost dawn.But within a few minutes, the old lady and Gao He came over.

"Wanwan, let me see my great-grandson." The old lady stared at the little tiger in a daze, "Look, Ahe, this is printed out of the same mold as Yangzi when he was a child. When Yangzi was just born, he couldn't sleep. I like to sleep with my hands spread out, and my mouth is pouted."

"Yeah, it really looks like it."

"Grandma, the little tiger hasn't got a name yet, how about waiting for you to come and get it?" Mu Wan said.

"Actually, your grandpa has thought of the name of his great-grandson before. He named him Sheng Rui, which means bright and wise. Wanwan, what do you think?" the old lady said, staring at her great-grandson.

"It's a very good name, let's call it Sheng Rui! Thank you, grandma." Mu Wan looked down at her son, "Son, you have a name, your name is Sheng Rui, Wen Shengrui, is it your great-grandfather who gave you the name? "

"This child is growing up really well, Wanwan, thank you for your hard work." The old lady patted her hand.

"Grandma, don't say that." The little tiger is her angel, and with him, she feels that everything else is not so important.

"Yangzi, if you dare to treat Wanwan badly again, let's see if I can get rid of you." The old lady was afraid that Mu Wan would really divorce Yangzi, and she only asked her grandson to behave better so that Wanwan would change his mind.