Luxury Marriage: Mr.Fu's Cold Wife

"I'm in the nursery. It's just dawn and I can bring it back right away. Unfortunately, it's my son." He simply explained, with a little loss on his face. He wanted another daughter, but she and Fu Zhenzhen were right.

"Why, son, don't you like it?" She looked at his expression and pursed her lips slightly, with a little anger on her face.

"Of course I do, but I prefer my daughter." He coaxed her patiently, raised his hand and scraped the tip of her nose. The servants in the hospital tossed all night yesterday. Now they should go back to rest. He can't rest assured of her, so he has been guarding her. Nuo University's hospital is particularly quiet.

She put her head on his thigh, as if she had experienced a fierce dream. Up to now, she hasn't calmed down. The child who had been in her stomach for nine months was born. She wasn't prepared at all, and her mind still stayed before she gave birth.

"Have you figured out a name for the baby?" She asked softly. It's a big event. It's careless. I haven't thought about it before. Now that the children are born, it's time to think about it.

"The third aunt said that she would choose a name this time. Now she should go back to the dictionary." Fu uniform Zun's slender white fingers inserted into her long black hair, gently stirred her long hair scattered like ink, with a slight smile on his mouth, and his eyes were very gentle.

He stayed with her for a long time. Gradually, it was getting late, and the hospital became a little popular. The servant sent the freshly cooked hot soup to replenish qi and blood, and brought a lot of things for children.

The baby was sent by the nurse. She stayed in her arms for a while and was carried away by Fu Zhenzhen. Now Fu Zhenzhen can't be idle for a moment. She has to do things about the baby herself. No one can persuade her.

Fu qinzun helped her sit up, took the soup in the bowl, gently scooped it, put it on her mouth, blew it warm, and slowly sent it to her mouth. She bowed her head and took a sip. Although her face was not as pale as when she had just finished production, it didn't have much blood color. In addition, she was thin and looked thinner now.

"Come on, drink more. You look thin. You can't go on like this." He was also worried for her in his heart. Although he didn't say anything, he couldn't hide the concern and tension in his eyes. He was like this. The more he cared, the more he pretended to be calm on the surface.

She drank the soup one mouthful at a time, and he fed it one mouthful at a time, as if all his patience and warmth were melted into the soup, and only she could make him poor for a lifetime.

She stayed in the hospital for three days. In these three days, he never left the ward. She was almost growing on her. She couldn't blow the hair, so she had to stay in the ward and couldn't go anywhere. He told her stories to relieve her boredom. She often liked to hold his hand and study the lines in his palm. In these three days, she touched his hands countless times, large and small, She remembered the deep and shallow lines clearly.

Even if one day his face and temperament all changed and lost in the sea of people, she could find him accurately with his hands.

"I'm almost in good health. I'd better go back. I want to sleep in my bed." A week later, she really couldn't stay in the hospital. Although he asked the servant to send flowers every day to dilute the taste of disinfectant in the ward, and the doctors and nurses took good care of her. Ant came to check her regularly every day, she still felt that it was not like home.

"No, your body is still very weak. Stay a few more days." Fu qiaozun comforted her that living in the hospital was more convenient and safe than at home.

"Then stay for another two days and take me out of the hospital in two days, okay?" She pulled the corners of his clothes, shook left and right, raised her head, and a soft light appeared in her narrow apricot eyes.

"OK -" she saw that he didn't answer, and continued to ask a few questions. Her words were a little coquettish and angry, which made him really can't bear to refuse.

"Well, then two days. You have to be good these two days. Don't get out of bed and hurt yourself." He finally compromised, met her eyes, raised his hand and gently pinched her face. His eyes were full of spoil.

"OK, I'll listen to you." She wants a lazy and supple cat to lie in the palm of his hand and have a rest. She looks much better these days. Those tonics are not eaten in vain. Now the child is born, and she has a worry. If Yang Shanshan can come back at this time, it would be perfect. Yang Shanshan likes children. If she sees the baby again, she may be happy.

The servant put flowers in the bottle at the head of her bed every day. Most of them were lilies, but the lilies were white. It was not bright and beautiful enough to integrate with the white of the hospital. Therefore, Fu uniform Zun ordered the servant to insert several blue witches in it. Just as she liked it, it didn't seem too monotonous to put it in the sick room.

"Oh, look as like as two peas." the baby is so cute. It's just like the child when he was a child. This is as handsome and smart as dad is when he grows up. Fu Zhenzhen took the baby to her bedside, and her eyes were full of doting. Since the child was born, Fu Zhenzhen hasn't let go of her hand, so she had to take him to dinner and go to the bathroom. It's almost boundless.

"Third aunt, do you want his name? It's been more than ten days." She smiled and reminded her that Fu Zhenzhen didn't know how to turn the dictionary at home last time.

"I'm thinking that our children of the Fu family must have a loud and special name, so I have to think about it. It can't be urgent." Fu Zhenzhen said, the baby suddenly cried and thought it should be hungry. Mu Yansheng took the baby and fed him for a while before he finally stopped crying.

In the afternoon, she was a little sleepy and narrowed in bed. Fu qinzun went to find Anteng. The servants were afraid to disturb her, so they all withdrew. Fu Zhenzhen went out for a walk with her baby, and she was the only one left in the ward.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door. The door was opened with a "squeak". A figure gradually approached her, and her footsteps made her familiar and strange.

She couldn't help opening her eyes. Seeing the face in front of her that made her very worried, her brain suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes wide and her pupils couldn't help but enlarge to the limit.

"Shanshan, is that you? I'm not dreaming, am I?" She exclaimed at her mouth and held out her hand to the figure standing by the bed.

"Yan Sheng, I'm back." Yang Shanshan raised her hand and held her with a bright smile, just like the rose caught in the sideburns when she was young.

The end of the book