give me years of peace

Chapter 453 Extra Story 7: Little Watermelon
When the little watermelon stayed in Du Anran's stomach for six months, the weather started to turn hot.

Du Anran held Tagore's poetry collection in one hand, and threw the fruit from the platter into his mouth with the other.

Her long black hair was casually tied up in a bun, and when the fruits on the platter were all eaten, she said to Xin Zimo who was sitting on the sofa and typing on the computer: "My husband... I finished eating again!"

Since she was pregnant, she has loved to eat, and Xin Zimo couldn't stand it anymore.

He had black lines all over his head: "Honey, you can't eat any more, or you'll be fat into a ball before the baby is born."

"Honey, you have no conscience, I'm feeding your son!"

"..." Xin Zimo glanced at her indifferently, "My son doesn't want to eat anymore..."

"Son, come on, tell your father, if you don't want to eat, just call 'Daddy', if you still want to eat, don't talk!" Du An ran patted his belly seriously.

The corner of Xin Zimo's mouth twitched, can he say that he doesn't know Du Anran?

Of course the little guy can't talk, so Du Anran said very proudly: "Honey, look, your son is very hungry. If you don't get him something to eat, I'll sue you for child abuse!"

The corner of Xin Zimo's mouth twitched again, as expected, she had been pregnant for three years.

In order to avoid this topic, Xin Zimo leaned over and smiled, "Honey, I suddenly remembered something!"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Du Anran blinked at him.

"Should we give our son a name?"

Du Anran thought, yes, it has been more than six months, and their baby has no name yet!

"Let's think about the name slowly, otherwise, let's give the baby a nickname first!" Xin Zimo said.

Du Anran nodded obediently: "Okay, husband, you have seen a lot, what would you call it?"

"Honey, to be honest, I really don't know how to..." Xin Zimo was helpless.

"Forget it, I'll come!" Du Anran thought for a while, then turned his head, "Qiaoqiu?"

The baby in the belly suddenly kicked Du Anran in protest.

Of course, Xin Zimo also refused very much.

Seeing Xin Zimo's expression of wanting to swallow her, she waved her hand: "It doesn't sound good, come on... Taozi?"

"Honey, you are pregnant with a son, not a daughter..."

"Again... pudding?"

Xin Zimo raised his forehead: "Tell me, what do you want to eat..."

He knew that if Du Anran wasn't fed enough, she would probably have to name a bunch of dishes.

For example, diced chicken, lobster, screws... The picture is so beautiful that Xin Zimo dare not think about it.

Du Anran hugged Xin Zimo and kissed: "My husband still loves me!"

"The doctor said that you should not eat anything that is not nutritious, or something that is too high in calories, or you should eat fruit!" Du Anran said with a smile.

"It's really rare that you still remember what the doctor said," Xin Zimo said.

He thinks it is necessary to bribe the doctor and persuade Du Anran to eat less...

"Husband... Look at what you said, if I eat more fruit, your son will be white and tender!"

After finishing speaking, the little guy kicked Du Anran again.

Du Anran rubbed his belly and said, "Don't make trouble, see how much your mother loves you!"

Xin Zimo was defeated by Du Anran, so he had to go to the kitchen to fetch fruit for her.

Aqin and the others prepared a lot of varieties, apples, bananas, pears... everything.

When Du Anran saw that Xin Zimo had peeled the fruit and brought it to him, he was satisfied, and he kissed him on the cheek again: "Honey, why are you so nice..."

"If I'm not good, you're going to sue me for abuse of women and children again!"

"Husband, you behaved so well, I will give you a few good words in front of my son!"

"Just let me kiss..." Xin Zimo had a smirk on his face.

Without waiting for Du Anran to agree, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.Her taste was always so good that he couldn't extricate himself.He held her face, kissed it deeply, and entangled her tightly.

Accidentally playing with fire and setting himself on fire, he couldn't control himself.

Du Anran felt his shortness of breath all at once, she pushed him away forcefully, and said with a sneer, "Honey, you lit the fire yourself, no one will help you put it out."

Only then did Xin Zimo wake up from his confusion and obsession. Seeing Du Anran laughing at him without losing the opportunity, he also laughed and said, "My wife...you are really getting worse..."

From now on, if we get along day and night every day, are you afraid that he won't get it back?
"How about the baby's name is Strawberry..." Du Anran took a bite of the strawberry and stroked his chubby belly, as if he was talking to Xin Zimo or to the baby.

Sure enough, the little guy in his belly kicked Du Anran.

Xin Zimo looked at her resentfully: "Honey, don't you really think that the little guy won't hate you in the future?"

"Oh..." Du Anran took another bite of the cherry in frustration, "What about the cherry?"

The little guy in her belly kicked her again, this time harder than before.

Du Anran couldn't bear the pain and hid in Xin Zimo's arms, and said aggrievedly: "Your son doesn't seem to like the name..."

"I think if he likes it, he won't be my son." Xin Zimo was really drunk, what the hell.

Du Anran couldn't help reporting all the fruits on the platter: "Lychees! Loquats! Pears! Bananas! Dragon fruit..."

In the end, the little guy was very cooperative, she reported once, and he kicked once.Xin Zimo could no longer look directly at Du Anran.

"Watermelon! Small watermelon!" Du Anran's eyes suddenly lit up, there was no watermelon in the platter, but since summer is here, how can there be no watermelon!
For some reason, the little guy didn't kick Du Anran this time. After Du Anran repeated the little watermelon several times, the little guy still didn't respond.

Du Anran was overjoyed, and said to Xin Zimo, "Honey, your baby likes the name 'Little Watermelon'!"

The corners of Xin Zimo's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but said, "I guess he's tired..."

Later, Little Watermelon thought, he should persist in protesting to the end...

"I don't care, he didn't respond this time, he must like this nickname, so it's decided. Our baby also has a name, Little Watermelon..." Du Anran was quite happy.

Xin Zimo rubbed his forehead, he didn't want to talk anymore, he felt the same as the little guy now, so tired...

"Husband, why don't you express your opinion too, does it sound good?" Du Anran pulled his arm.

"My wife... as long as you are happy, that's fine." Xin Zimo didn't want to express any opinions anymore, and hoped that his son would be open-minded, optimistic and cheerful.

"Since you also think it's good, it must be good!" Du Anran said happily.

"My wife...can we discuss something?" Xin Zimo turned to look at her.

"Huh?" Du Anran also looked at him, why did he suddenly have a heavy expression.

"You have worked so hard to help your son choose a nickname, so let me choose your son's big name from now on..."

"Okay! Okay!" Du Anran said without realizing anything.

Xin Zimo patted Du Anran's head, well, his wife is easy to coax.

(End of the episode)

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