Dear president, love first

Sometimes it is easy to regain the heart of a woman who has been hurt, but sometimes it is more difficult than imagined.Some women will leave a deep shadow after being hurt, as if there is a small voice in their heart to remind themselves to be careful at any time.But facing Yan Jiyun's thick-skinned offensive, Shui Han finally gave up resistance.In fact, after some incidents on the cruise ship, Shui Han had already forgiven Yan Jiyun, and now that she knew that he was no longer with that woman, she felt relieved, but it didn't mean that she would easily let Yan Jiyun succeed.

Back home, Shui Han and Little Lemon were playing together. Although Yan Jiyun also participated and wanted to get closer to the child, he also found that the child was always clinging to Shui Han, and his relationship with him was very weak.

Looking at the mother and child sitting opposite him, one big and one small figure occupied his sight and mind, he felt that it was not enough to just carry Shui Han home, there was always something missing.

"Hanhan, you spelled this wrong, you didn't put it here..." Little Lemon said to Shuihan in a childish voice, holding a blue object in her hand and putting it in the space on the puzzle.

Shui Han giggled: "Son is so smart, you are much better than mom!"

Although Little Lemon is only over three years old, he is better at playing puzzles than ordinary adults.This is because the child is smart, and another reason is that he is at home almost all day and can only play with these things, which is too monotonous a life.

Yan Jiyun has observed for a long time, and he has long seen that Little Lemon is actually very smart and can learn everything quickly. For this reason, as a father, he is naturally happy, but when he thinks of the child's body, he will have hidden worries in his heart .Although according to the current adjustments, Little Lemon may be in better health in three to five years, but this child should be at the age of kindergarten now, and he should start to have his own little friends, that would be a happy thing .But Little Lemon's current physical condition is not suitable for going to kindergarten.

Every time Yan Jiyun thinks of this, he will feel distressed and guilty. He has always been brooding about Shui Han's premature birth.

Shui Han is playing with Little Lemon, but she also pays attention to Yan Jiyun's actions from time to time, and finds that he seems to have something on his mind, what is this man thinking about, he is always playing tricks.

"Yan Jiyun, you..."

"What did you call me?" Yan Jiyun frowned, seemingly displeased.

Shui Han was startled: "I call your name."

Yan Jiyun hooked his thin lips, and a charming smile bloomed on his stern face: "Call me husband."

"..."

Shui Han glared at him, suppressed a smile, and instead of looking at him at first, muttered: "It's awkward to call my husband."

"Awkward? Didn't you call me when I was fighting with Fandi's bodyguard? Why didn't you feel awkward at that time?" Yan Jiyun glared at her fiercely, got up and sat beside her, his eyes were particularly dangerous.

Seeing this, Shui Han looked at him sympathetically: "Your expression is so fierce now, you call it persecution, it's not voluntary by me, even if I called it, what's the point? Hmph... you don't rarely Call me wife, except when you are in bed."

Shui Han was stunned as soon as she said this, and hurriedly lowered her head to see that Little Lemon was still doing the puzzle, and there was nothing unusual, so she was relieved, but she felt embarrassed, secretly ashamed and angry at herself for saying that so accidentally, the child still Here it is.

Yan Jiyun looked at Shui Han with a half-smile, which made her blush and heartbeat.

"Honey, do you like me to call you that way in bed or do you always call me that way? Anyway, you have to call me husband now, otherwise I have to tell my son very carefully in front of my son. What was it like when I called my wife on the bed, I remember... every time we always take off naked, and then..."

"Stop, stop, stop..." Shui Han hurriedly covered his mouth: "Don't say it!"

"Then do you want to call?" Yan Jiyun grabbed her hand, his eyes were shining brightly: "Hurry up and call."

"Okay, okay, my name is... Husband Husband Husband! Is it alright?"

Little Lemon raised her head, looked at Shui Han with her big watery eyes, then at Yan Jiyun, then seemed to feel something, her eyes rolled around, and she got into Shui Han's arms, and said to Yan Jiyun in a childish voice: "Mom! Only play with me, she doesn't play with you..."

Shui Han froze for a moment, then burst out laughing, seeing Yan Jiyun's face with black lines, he felt really good.

"Yes, yes, our son is right, I won't play with you!"

Yan Jiyun gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, pinching Little Lemon's face: "Listen up, boy, you belong to me, and your mother belongs to me too!"

Shui Han smiled even more happily: "The child is so young, he won't understand what you say. Anyway, the child is closer to me. Do you want to win his heart? It's a long way, hahaha... "

Little Lemon really didn't quite understand what the adults said, but at least the child's pure heart could feel a little "crisis". He felt that the man in front of him, that is, his father, was here to rob him of his mother.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Little Lemon clinged even tighter, and he slept between Shui Han and Yan Jiyun...

At the beginning, Shui Han told stories to the children, Yan Jiyun could bear it, but he found that Little Lemon was always occupying Shui Han's arms, refused to come out, and took away all the benefits that belonged to him. So dear, if the family lives together in the future, won't he still sleep alone?

This night, Yan Jiyun slept very aggrieved, while Shui Han looked at him with an innocent face: "Husband, our son is still young, let him sleep with us, anyway, when you were not here before It's all like that."

That was before, but now it is different. Yan Jiyun wants to move back and live with his wife and children, but he has to solve some problems first... the first is about sleeping.Then he has to conquer Shui Han's heart step by step, and make her be as devoted to her as before.There is also Little Lemon, this child has never called "Daddy" once, and there is always a sense of distance between him and him, which makes Yan Jiyun very unhappy.But he also knows that there is no rush, and he needs to develop the relationship slowly.

The next day, Yan Jiyun didn't go to the company, and stayed at home with Little Lemon all day.Eating and playing with the children, taking the children to play in the garden, taking care of the children to take medicine, going to the toilet, taking a nap... He is beginning to learn to do these things. Very carefully.

Little Lemon took a good nap. Yan Jiyun sat quietly by the bed, looking at his son's sleeping appearance. His innocence was palpitating, his white and tender skin was almost translucent, his eyebrows and nose looked like him, but his face and mouth were A bit like Shui Han.He has seen photos of himself when he was a child, and compared with Little Lemon, it really looks like he was carved out of the same mold.

The process of this little life coming to this world is very difficult, he is fragile, but he also has a strong will that adults admire.Yan Jiyun saw the child and the traditional Chinese medicine again today, and that scene is still lingering in his mind. While feeling distressed, he is also deeply impressed by the child's strength.Staring at this miniature version of himself, Yan Jiyun's heart could not be calmed for a long time... The child slept so sweetly and peacefully, as beautiful as an angel.I really hope that this little boy can recover soon, and then he will find the best school for his child...

Yan Jiyun didn't know how gentle the expression on his face was at the moment, and the radiance flowing in his deep eyes was extraordinarily warm. It belonged to a father's love for his child, and it was an innate induction of family affection where blood is thicker than water.The more he gets along with Little Lemon, the more Yan Jiyun wants to love Wuai this child, as if an invisible force has grown in his heart and is instructing him to pay attention to and cherish this weak baby.

Unknowingly, Yan Jiyun leaned closer to his head, held his breath, and gently kissed Little Lemon's white and tender cheek... The indescribable feeling made Yan Jiyun stiff, and his father's love was surging in his heart.

Afraid of waking up the child, he backed away quietly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was so satisfied.

After a while, Little Lemon woke up, but he was not used to seeing Yan Jiyun in front of the window.She huddled under the quilt and stared at Yan Jiyun with her eyes wide open, silently silent, her frowning and pouting appearance was very cute like Shui Han.

"Are you awake? Dad will dress you..." Yan Jiyun picked up Little Lemon's clothes, but the little guy had no intention of getting up immediately, and said calmly, "When Hanhan dressed me, I also Can sing, can you sing?"

Sing?The smile on the corner of Yan Jiyun's mouth twitched for a moment... He can sing love songs, even bel canto, but he is really not good at singing nursery rhymes.

Yan Jiyun suddenly remembered that he had heard Shui Han sing "Little Star" to Little Lemon, it was that simple.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Yan Jiyun cleared his throat, his old face became hot, and he opened his mouth to sing a few words, but Little Lemon stretched out his small hands from under the quilt and made a crossed gesture.

"What do you mean?" Yan Jiyun asked puzzled.

Little Lemon snorted: "It's Chacha, which means you don't want to sing. Little Xingxing's mother sings the best. You should sing the most dazzling national style!"

"What? You asked me to sing that?" Yan Jiyun's face turned green, but in order to make his son happy, he still thought about it secretly. Although he hadn't listened to that song carefully, he usually heard it danced a few times outside. Let go of the square dance, the melody is simple and easy to remember, he can sing a few lines.

Yan Jiyun was about to sing, but suddenly thought of something again, and a light flashed in his eyes: "Son, after I sing, can you call me Dad?"

When Little Lemon heard this, she immediately pulled the quilt and covered her little face...

"You...you..." Yan Jiyun was devastated, but he couldn't lose his temper, so he had to give in.

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my heart, fill up the wine and keep you here..." Yan Jiyun felt quite fluent, and Little Lemon got her head out of the quilt.

"Well, I sing well, right?"

Little Lemon thought for a while and said, "You sing Jiangnan style."

"what?"

"Gangnam style, singing and dancing horseback riding, can you do it?" Little Lemon repeated.

Yan Jiyun instantly petrified... Why does it look like this little guy is deliberately messing with him?