When the nurse showed him just now, he was completely confused and didn't see it clearly. Now, it is clear.

Mo Zhaoyun hooked his lips and said, "he will grow up in the future."

Gong Waner nodded, but it was too fast to think about it when he was born. She stared at Mo Zhaoyun and said, "don't bully him."

Mo Zhaoyun pointed to himself with a puzzled face.

"In the future, we will all sing the white face in our family," said Gong Waner, eager to spoil the baby in her arms like a real prince.

Mo Zhaoyun was helpless and shook his head. He had just been born, and he could imagine the future. He pursed his lips and said, "that's no good, son. Be strict."

"No," Gong Waner maintained.

Mo Zhaoyun smiled and said, "well, night, we should put him back in the incubator."

"But..." Gong Waner was very reluctant.

Mo Zhaoyun advised Gong Waner to slow down his tone as much as possible and said, "good, he needs to stay in the incubator, otherwise he may lack oxygen."

For the sake of the baby, Gong Waner agreed. She kissed the baby on the cheek and gave him to Mo Zhaoyun.

Mo Zhaoyun put the baby back in the incubator and came back. He sat next to Gong Waner and said, "it's hard, Waner."

Gong Waner smiled shyly. In fact, when she was born, she was really painful. She really had a feeling that she didn't want to regenerate. However, when you see the baby, this feeling is completely gone. Mingming is two different individuals, but she can feel the feeling between her and her baby, very warm.

"Not hard," Gong Waner said. She's going to have a daughter. She must be ready.

At this time, Mo Zhaoyun wanted to say something. Mo's father and mother pushed the door in.

"Dad, mom." Gong Waner shouted.

Mo's mother went to Gong Waner and said with a smile, "Waner, it's too late today. My mother only made some porridge and will cook delicious food for you tomorrow."

Gong Waner looked at Mo's mother and felt very guilty. Clearly, Mo's mother is not completely well, but she also made porridge for herself and sent it. She pursed her lips and said, "Mom, go back to bed early and come back tomorrow."

"It doesn't matter. Mom is here with you," said mo.

Mo Zhaoyun glanced at Gong Waner, then at Mo's mother and said, "Mom, go back. I'm here."

"Yes, Ma," Gong Waner echoed.

Mo's mother didn't beat them after all. She stayed for a while and left.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at the heat preservation box on the table and asked Gong Waner, "are you hungry?"

Gong Waner nodded. It took so much effort to have a baby. How can he not be hungry? But when he thought of eating, Gong Waner thought of the French meal he hadn't eaten before giving birth.

"I want to eat French food," said Gong Waner, coquettish.

Mo Zhaoyun smiled and sure enough, he was a good eater. He poured a bowl of porridge and said, "there is no French meal now, only white porridge."

Gong Waner tilted her mouth. Just thinking of the table, she wanted to drool.

"Be obedient, you can't eat those things now. I'll take you to eat after you have a month." Mo Zhaoyun comforted Gong Waner and said.

Gong Waner nodded and said, "I have to do this."

Mo Zhaoyun smiled and fed congee to Gong Waner. They talked and laughed.

After half of the meal, Gong Waner remembered and asked, "Zhao Yun, haven't you eaten yet? Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Mo Zhaoyun shook his head.

How can you not be hungry?

Gong Waner took the bowl from Mo Zhaoyun's mobile phone.

"Have some," he said, scooping a spoonful of porridge and putting it to Mo Zhaoyun's mouth.

"Evening, are you sure you want this?" Mo Zhaoyun asked, with a meaningful expression on his face.

Seeing Mo Zhaoyun's expression, Gong Waner knew what he was thinking. She quickly withdrew her hand, stuffed the atherosclerotic bowl into Mo Zhaoyun's hand and said, "eat it yourself."

Mo Zhaoyun smiled and said, "I'm really not hungry."

"I won't eat either," said Gong Waner, just like a queen.

Mo Zhaoyun couldn't beat Gong Waner, so he had to eat porridge. Gong Waner also smiled.

They ate and played. When they finished all the porridge, it was already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Mo Zhaoyun packed up his things and said, "night, you're going to bed now."

Gong Waner looked at the only sofa left in the ward and asked, "what do you want to do?" she didn't want Mo Zhaoyun to sleep on the sofa.

"Don't we sleep together?" Mo Zhaoyun said, seriously flirting with Gong Waner.

Gong Waner looked at his bed and said, "are you going to grab a bed with a pregnant woman?"

Mo Zhaoyun didn't speak. He moved to the side of the bed with Gong Waner in his arms. Then he opened the quilt and lay in.

Gong Waner was reluctant at first, but when she nestled in Mo Zhaoyun's arms, she felt very happy. She can't do too much. She can only stretch out her hand and gently hug Mo Zhaoyun's waist.

"Waner, we haven't named the baby yet." Mo Zhaoyun said and kissed Gong Waner's hair.

Gong Waner remembered that she was pregnant in October and had not determined the baby's name. She looked up slightly, looked at Mo Zhaoyun and said, "have you made up your mind?"

"How about Mo Chou?" Mo Zhaoyun joked.

Gong Waner patted Mo Zhaoyun and said, "it's really ugly." she wanted to give her baby a nice name.

Mo Zhaoyun hooked his lips and said, "give me a nickname first."

Gong Waner recalled that he had several alternatives before. She said, "how about the ball?"

"Pipi is not good. When he grows up, be careful that he is too Pipi and bullies you." Mo Zhaoyun said and shook Gong Waner's hand.

Gong Waner smiled and said, "let's call it dingdingdang. My brother's name is Dingding and my sister's name is Dangdang."

"How do you know that the next one is my sister?" Mo Zhaoyun asked, and the corners of his mouth hooked. In fact, he also hopes that the next child will be his sister. In this way, his little angel will be protected not only by him, but also by his brother.

Gong Waner said without thinking, "generally speaking, it's like this."

Generally speaking?

Generally, there is no such rule, right? Mo Zhaoyun smiled and said, "it's called Ding Ding."

"OK." Gong Waner nodded.

Mo Zhaoyun hugged Gong Waner tightly and shouted, "Waner."

"Huh?"

However, Gong Waner didn't hear Mo Zhaoyun's answer for a long time. She looked up at him and found that he was looking at herself, too. Every time they look at each other, they will have a feeling of heart, and this time is no exception.

Gong Waner smiled, reached out and pulled Mo Zhaoyun's head down, then printed a kiss on his mouth and giggled.

Gong Waner doesn't kiss Mo Zhaoyun many times. Mo Zhaoyun smiles and bends down to kiss Gong Waner. It's not a dragonfly.

After a kiss, Mo Zhaoyun looked at Gong Waner proudly. Gong Waner looked shy. She thought that if she did this in front of her children in the future, she would be more shy.

"What do you think?" Mo Zhaoyun asked.

Gong Waner hooked the corner of her mouth and said, "I wonder how I can kiss you next time." he laughed.

"Do you want to try now?" Mo Zhaoyun asked. Looking at Gong Waner, he looked cynical.

Gong Waner pushed Mo Zhaoyun's chin, smiled and said, "no!" then he turned his head and looked at the other side.

Mo Zhaoyun smiled, hugged Gong Waner, put his head on her shoulder and asked, "Waner, I love you."

Gong Waner was a little happy to hear this. Women have always been like this. They like to listen to good words and love that can be heard.

"Me too." Gong Waner returned gently.

Mo Zhaoyun clearly heard it, but he deliberately teased Gong Waner and said, "what are you talking about? I didn't hear it."

"I say you're such a fool!" this is clearly a curse, but Gong Waner's mouth is smiling.

Mo Zhaoyun hooked his lips and said, "if I'm a big fool, you're a little fool."

Little fool?

If you are associated with Mo Zhaoyun, Gong Waner still likes this title. She smiled and said word by word, "Zhao Yun, I love you."

Mo Zhaoyun also smiled and hugged Gong Waner.

The hospital was also more quiet, but Gong Waner and Mo Zhaoyun couldn't calm down for a long time. On this day, they became parents and had a new role.

However, things are often different from what you think

Half a month later, Dingding leaves the incubator. Mo Zhaoyun takes Gong Waner and Dingding out of the hospital and returns to Mo's house.

Gong Waner just wanted to hold Dingding into the bedroom, but Mo Zhaoyun took her to another room. She looked at the furnishings in the room, surprised and surprised.

"Why?" Gong Waner looked at Mo Zhaoyun and asked.

Mo Zhaoyun hooked his lips, smiled and said, "the time is a little hasty, but only copied a part." some time ago, Mo Zhaoyun asked Mo Qi to decorate the room according to the layout of the baby room in the apartment, but he didn't expect that the baby in the palace was born prematurely, which became the appearance of this semi-finished product.

Gong Waner went in with Ding Ding and looked around. Although it was not as big as the room in the apartment, it was really enough for a child. She turned to look at Mo Zhaoyun and said, "it's already very good."

Mo Zhaoyun smiled and walked to Gong Waner

Gong Waner put Dingding on the crib and said softly, "baby, do you like the room dad arranged for you?"

Ding Ding was only born for a week. Naturally, there was no response. But Gong Waner looked at him and always felt that he wanted to talk. She touched Dingding's cheek and said, "I know you must like it."

Mo Zhaoyun, who was standing on one side, burst out laughing. He said, "night, now the baby is unconscious."

Why do you have to break it down?

Gong Waner stared at Mo Zhaoyun and was so angry that he didn't want to talk.

"Late son, are you tired?" Mo Zhaoyun asked. She hasn't given birth yet.