The October wind blows.

The leaves of the locust tree rose outside the window, falling like snowflakes.

It was obvious that Lu Huaiyu should have coaxed her, but for some reason, he fell down alone for a long time, buried his face in her hand, rubbing his nose against her palm, and refused to look up at her.

Jian Qing walked around with his other hand, inserted his five fingers into his thick and soft hair, rubbing his fingertips, and comforting him affectionately.

After giving birth, her body was extremely tired, and the feeling of tearing and falling pain had not disappeared. She didn't want to move, but she seemed to have regained her strength in such a touch.

No one spoke, and they all understood each other's feelings at this time.

a long time.

By the time Lu Huaiyu finally raised his head, his emotions had stabilized.

But there was a little red in the dark eyes, and the black hair fell to the forehead, and the wet eyelashes flashed like a wounded giant beast.

His hands were still tightly holding her, and he refused to let go. He just stood obediently by the bed, lowered his head, staring at her intently, as if he had done something wrong, with a face full of guilt.

It feels like during her pregnancy, Lu Huaiyu may have shed tears for his whole life. No one would have believed the scene in front of him.

Jian Qing lay on the bed and looked at him without saying a word, unable to help but want to laugh.

Lu Huaiyu took care of the broken hair scattered on her forehead, and stopped behind her ears. His voice was low and he was carrying moist water vapor in his throat.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Jian Qing shook her head.

I don't want to see the guilty expression on his face again.

"..." Lu Huaiyu frowned, looked at her clean and clear eyes, and then leaned over her lips and kissed her.

The corners of her lips were pale and blood-colored, and the temperature was cold.

"Love." He said softly, his voice trembling a little.

His hair flew across her side, and itched a little.

A faint mint scent emitting from the air, mixed with the salty smell of the ocean, which is clear and pleasant.

Jian Qing sniffed, and the grievance in her heart surged for no reason.

It actually hurts a lot.

It hurt so much that she was about to die.

When he was not around, she could endure severe contractions and pains alone, gritting her teeth and signing a prenatal responsibility letter, which was stronger than anyone else.

But when he appeared, she realized that she was not strong at all.

He knew that she should be more generous and understood his work difficulties, but he still felt very wronged and resentment arose in his heart.

Without the strength to hit him, she opened her mouth and bit her lips.

Lu Huaiyu did not dodge or dodge, and bit him as if she was venting. Her lower lip was bitten and bleeding beads were oozing. A fishy and sweet smell spread between the lips and teeth of the two people.

Jian Qing had bitten enough and half of her anger was released. Don’t look over and try to retreat.

However, Lu Huaiyu straightened her head, imprisoning her not allowing her to leave. He pinched her chin with his hand, forcing her to tilt her head upwards and pressed her down again.

The wound on the corners of the mouth squeezed, and more blood flowed out, dyeing their lips and teeth a layer of weird red.

His kiss was more violent than ever, as if it was an emotion that broke out after the death of the Jedi. He had to rely on such venting to relieve the fear and luck deep in his heart.

Jian Qing was stunned for a moment, and soon responded to him more actively than usual, sucking the place she bitten, as if she wanted him to feel the pain as well.

Although this pain is not as much as she has suffered.

It was not until the knock on the door outside the ward that they brought them back to reality.

The sudden sound obviously shocked Jian Qing and he stretched out his hand to push him in panic.

"..." Lu Huaiyu frowned slightly, slowly licked the remaining blood stains on her lips little by little before letting go of her and standing up.

Jian Qing blushed and stared at the biting marks on his lips, his eyes shaking, and he regretted her extraordinary behavior in her forehead.

When the nurse came in, she saw the fresh wound on the corner of Dr. Lu's mouth, she was obviously stunned for a moment, with confusion in her eyes.

Then his eyes moved to Jian Qing and stopped on her swollen lips. A flash of inspiration passed by, and immediately showed a look of a silence.

"..." Jian Qing silently pulled the quilt, covering half of her face, and her eyes stuck to the little baby being held in the nurse's arms.

Since giving birth, the nurse takes the baby to the nursery room for simple care.

The little baby who took a shower was wrapped in a soft white blanket, quietly closed his eyes in the nurse's arms, and his little mouth was stuttering unconsciously.

"Dad, come and hug the baby." The nurse smiled and handed the baby in the swaddling clothes over.

"..." Lu Huaiyu stared at the little baby in her arms in a daze, shook his mind, and was at a loss for a moment.

He reached out his hand carefully.

The little guy suddenly opened his eyes as if he felt something, and his moist and round eyes stared at Lu Huaiyu.

Lu Huaiyu became the first person he saw after coming to this world.

The father and son just stared at him.

After a while.

The little guy smiled silly, and there was a transparent liquid in his mouth.

The nurse also felt strange, thinking that this was the telepathy between father and son. "Oh, this child is so smart. He didn't want to open his eyes no matter how he coaxed him in the nursery room. He opened his eyes when he felt his father."

Jian Qing lay on the bed and saw Lu Huaiyu clumsyly holding the child in his arms.

He obviously taught Mianmian before and should be very experienced, but now he looks like a novice father and doesn't even know how to hold the child.

I don’t know why, but I felt that this scene was warm and moved, and the corners of my eyes were unconsciously moist.

After the nurse handed the child to her father, she explained a few words, "Mom can try whether she can breastfeed."

The best time to start breastfeeding within one hour after delivery, when babies will want to eat milk.

The nurse helped them close the door.

The only two of them were left in the ward, as well as the new family members.

“…”

Now Jian Qing was a little at a loss. She opened her eyes confused and looked at Lu Huaiyu, as if she subconsciously felt that he could give her guidance.

“…”

After Lu Huaiyu held the little guy in his arms, smelled the fragrance of his grandmother, he finally came back to his senses, remembered his past experience, and adjusted the little guy to a more comfortable position and hugged it in his arms.

Then walk to the window and pull up the curtains.

The room became dim.

Jian Qing carefully took the child from Lu Huaiyu's hand. He was so small and so soft. The moment he hugged him in front of his chest, it seemed to activate her love and desire for protection as a mother.

The little guy's eyes moved away from Lu Huaiyu's face, stared at Jian Qing, and waved his little hand to catch her.

Jian Qing stretched her index finger tentatively, and he immediately grabbed her index finger, with a small force, but he held it tightly.

It seemed that he smelled the milk smell. He smashed it and his mouth looked hungry.

She was still very unfamiliar with holding the child and couldn't make any move. Lu Huaiyu helped her unbutton her clothes. He sat by the bed and taught her how to feed the child.

"..." When the little guy got breastfeeding smoothly, Jian Qing's face was a little red and she was not very comfortable with the strange feeling.

Especially Lu Huaiyu was still sitting next to her, teaching her as a coach, and she didn't know where he, a big man, learned how to breastfeed her.

The little guy was probably hungry and his strength was not light or heavy. She endured the pain and was full of attention by the small dumplings in her arms. She just hoped that he could absorb nutrients and grow up well.

Lu Huaiyu frowned, and pointed his fingertips at the little guy's brow, "Be gentle, I'll love your mother."

His voice was low and slow, regardless of whether the newborn baby could understand it.

The little guy turned his eyes, followed the direction of the sound, looked over lazily, then withdrew his gaze and continued to eat his breasts.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but it seems that the strength is not as strong as before, and it doesn’t hurt as much as before.

Jian Qing smiled, "He seems to understand what you say."

Lu Huaiyu was very satisfied with the little guy's performance and touched the little fist he was clenching, like two men's fists.

-

Under Lu Huaiyu's very strict dietary control, the little guy's weight was well controlled, so Jian Qing's delivery process was relatively smooth compared to most mothers, and she could be discharged from the hospital the next day.

When Lu Huaiyu went downstairs to help her with the discharge procedures, the obstetrician and gynecologist came to the ward for the final examination.

After a year of pregnancy, she was also very happy for them.

"It's pretty good. I remember to check the postpartum recovery in forty-two days." The doctor said with a smile.

The little guy in Jian Qing's arms had just drunk milk and was in great spirits. He blinked his eyes and wanted to catch the doctor.

The obstetrician and gynecologist teased him with his fingers, "This child is so well-behaved. He doesn't cry or make a fuss. He is also fast when he is born. He knows not to let his mother suffer."

Jian Qing lowered her head and stared at his little face, her eyebrows and eyes softly, and she gently shook her arms to coax him.
To be continued...