Poison Doctor Prince Concubine

Chapter 320 I've got a taste for my son
"No, no, Yan Jing, it's my fault. If I discuss it with you, maybe there is no difference between you and me this time. It's because I don't trust you enough that this parting happens."

"If I could have trusted you completely back then, at the moment when something happened, my first thought would not have been to discuss with you, but to run away from you and leave far away. So, Yan Jing, it is my fault for making you live such a hard life, Yan Jing."

Caressing Su Yanjing's cheek, An Qingran's eyes began to turn red with distress.

He was so kind to her, so good that she felt that there would be no second person in this world who would pamper her, indulge her, and tolerate all her shortcomings.

"Don't do this, Ran'er, you don't need to blame yourself. It is reasonable for anyone to have such a thought when encountering such a thing. But I didn't realize it, so I am also responsible."

"Ran'er, if I had been more careful and in-depth, I'm afraid you would not have left this time, and I would not have such a period of life that would have been worse than death."

Su Yanjing held An Qingran's hand, her face was pressed against the back of her hand, mist floated in her eyes, for a moment, it was difficult to see his eyes clearly, hazy, full of infinite melancholy .

Hearing what Su Yanjing said, An Qingran felt even more heartbroken.

"Yan Jing, why do you treat me so well? Even if I'm wrong, you have to find excuses for me. Actually, Yan Jing, you don't have to do this, I know it very well."

"This time, it was me, it was my fault, it was my big mistake, you were not wrong, you were kept in the dark by me, you didn't know anything, I did that on purpose, how could you possibly notice Got it? Fool, sorry."

With tears in his eyes, An Qingran planted a light kiss on Su Yanjing's forehead.

"Although I can't give Yan Jing what I want now, but when I recover, I will give Yan Jing everything I want."

After saying this, An Qingran leaned obediently on Su Yanjing's chest, put her head on his heart, and listened to the most beautiful voice in the world.

bang bang bang-

The heart is pounding like thunder, it is the sound that beats for her An Qingran, it is the sound that belongs to her An Qingran, in this world, there will be no more pleasing and more pleasant sound than this kind of sound.

As for Su Yanjing, gently hugging An Qingran, enjoying a moment of warmth, tranquility and serenity.

It's true, it's been a long time since I felt so at ease, my mood is like spring flowers blooming, so comfortable, so carefree, so joyful, so sweet.

The couple, after a long time, reunited at the moment when the new life was born, and when they talked to each other sweetly, enjoying the quiet afternoon sunshine, they were so comfortable and happy.

For the next month, An Qingran seemed to be unable to do anything because of her confinement. She could not read, enjoy the wind, or enjoy the scenery. She could not even take a few steps in the corridor outside. She could only lie quietly. On the couch, when watching the child awake, hug him and tease him.

Of course, with Su Yanjing by his side, An Qingran didn't have a hard time lying down, and the days went by quickly.

During these days, Su Yanjing's level of storytelling has become higher and higher, with ups and downs, twists and turns, and every time An Qingran is fascinated by it, even the baby in her arms, sometimes crying yawn.

But as soon as Su Yanjing was telling the story, she pricked up her little ears, as if she could understand it, and at the critical moment, she even danced with the story.

"Look, Yan Jing, your level of storytelling is getting better and better. Even your son is almost fascinated by it. Look at him, how vigorously he is waving with his little hands and feet."

I don't know if his son pissed on Su Yanjing's face the first day, but Su Yanjing never played with his son's little hands and feet again in the following days, but An Qingran played very hard, every day It's uncomfortable not to play.

However, his son gave her the face of being a mother, and never directly pissed on An Qingran like he did to Su Yanjing. He seemed to be able to see people slowly, and every time he saw An Qingran When you came over to tease him, although you were reluctant, you still pouted your lips in a face-saving manner, which is considered to have given you an expression.

"Ran'er, stop teasing your son, he is sleepy and going to sleep."

Su Yanjing pulled back An Qingran's hand, he didn't want her to focus on her son, he hoped that his wife could focus on him a little bit, okay?

An Qingran was still teasing her son, but suddenly started to exclaim again.

"Yan Jing, Yan Jing, look, my son is so cool, no matter how you tease him, he won't laugh. Do you think he will become a handsome man with iceberg facial paralysis when he grows up? I'm really worried. If you are taciturn and so cold, it will be difficult to marry a wife in the future. Which girl would like a man who is cold and boring. "

An Qingran muttered, as if she had seen the grown-up son being rejected by the girl.

Su Yanjing beside him complained in her heart, Ran'er, you are really worrying too much. As her son, even if he is disabled and mentally retarded, he doesn't have to worry about not being able to marry a wife.

What's more, the son is so good-looking, but he doesn't like to laugh very much, and it's not a shortcoming. As a man, sometimes you have to have a personality. It's cool, isn't it great?

I didn't realize that when your son heard what you Ran'er said, he actually started to roll his eyes, closed his eyes, and was too lazy to interact with a mother like Ran'er?
But An Qingran felt so happy when he found his son rolling his eyes.

"Yan Jing, look, your son will roll his eyes. Just now, he just rolled his eyes at me, a mother." An Qingran called Su Yanjing in surprise, and said in amazement.

In the end, Su Yanjing said unhappily: "Ran'er, I found that since my son was born, my status has been declining steadily. Your son, if you move casually, make any expression, you will be as happy as picking up gold. I'm afraid that if your son poops, you will also find it fragrant."

"Poor me, I cook for you every day, make delicious food for you, practice my cooking skills, and collect stories for you everywhere, just in case you are bored, but you are good, you only pay attention to your son every day, and don't care about it." Care about my husband."

Hearing Su Yanjing's full of complaints, An Qingran knew that this man had started to be childish again, and she had to coax her, a childish young man who was growing in reverse, again.

"My Yan Jing, my little husband, please don't be angry, okay, it's my fault, you have done a very good job these days, your cooking skills are top-notch, and your storytelling is great, as for me, I like it very much, very, very much Yes, really, stronger than gold."

Saying that, An Qingran rewarded Su Yanjing with a kiss on the cheek, then hugged him and scratched him, and finally made him, a naive and jealous young man, happy.

"Yan Jing, you laughed." An Qingran nodded his nose and said.

"Ran'er, you say that and treat me like that, can I not laugh?"

Su Yanjing grabbed An Qingran's fidgeting little hand, not allowing her to scratch him any longer.

"Okay, I won't tickle you anymore." An Qingran raised her hands with a smile, and stopped being funny.

"However, you have to give your son a good name. It has been so many days, and you have always called your son, baby, baby. You can't wait for him to grow up and call him such a nickname. A big name, isn't it?"

"Don't worry, Ran'er, I've already prepared a lot of names. Look, these are the names I thought of for my son these days. Do you have any favorites?"

Su Yanjing delivered a piece of rice paper with various names written on it to An Qingran.

As for An Qingran, after reading what was written on it, she found that Su Yanjing really put her heart into thinking about the name.

"Hey, this star is good. If it is not indifferent, there is no ambition, and if it is not tranquility, there is no star. It feels good. Let me make a note first. And this one, Qing Cang is also good. In the top of the world, the left Qing Cang, the right Qing Huang, very good. Momentum, this should also be noted."

"Again, this name, Junhao is very good, handsome, and this one is fine. Looking at the others, they are all so-so. Forget it, let's focus on choosing the three names just now, Yan Jing, what do you mean? , which name do you prefer?"

An Qingran asked Su Yanjing, and Su Yanjing said directly: "Anyway, it's not just a child. If these three names are good, I will keep them for future use. Let's just call this kid Su Xingchen. His temperament is quite similar, which suits him."

This An Qingran was annoyed immediately, he thumped his chest and said, "Keep whatever name, you treat me as a sow, giving birth to so many children."

"Only when the offspring are prosperous can the family prosper, isn't it? In this generation, I will be the only seedling. If we don't work harder, the children will not even have a brother or sister to help them in the future, and they will be as lonely as me. Isn't it too much?" Are you pitiful?"

At this time, Su Yanjing felt that her son was the best excuse.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he pointed to Su Xingchen who had his eyes closed and didn't know if he was asleep, and asked An Qingran, and couldn't bear to watch his son grow up alone.

An Qingran looked at his son's face, and felt soft in his heart. He really didn't want his son to grow up without brothers and sisters.

And that Su Xingchen twitched the corners of his mouth in his sleep, this old man thought about it for himself, and it was unreliable to rely on him as a son.

A month is neither long nor short, and soon, amidst all kinds of sweet jokes among the family of three, the time flies and passes by in a hurry.

However, for Su Yanjing and An Qingran, one month passed too quickly, but for others, this month passed too long, too long.

At that time, Wuhua, in order to prove his life experience, he went to find his master himself, but he didn't expect that the master had traveled all over the world and left a letter saying that he would come back in a month.

(End of this chapter)