Chapter 235: Breastfeeding
Yun Kexin was stunned, and asked with a smile: "Zicen, do you think I will dislike you?" β
"I can't talk about dislike," Feng Yinxiao smiled, lowered her eyes, held Ling Lang's little hand, and said to herself, "I just feel that if it is not impossible to be promoted again, I will also try my best to do it, but once I become a general, I will inevitably get together with my wife and children less and leave more, I-"
Yun Kexin pressed one hand on Feng Yinxiao's thin lips, and said: "Zicen, I have said 'husband and wife Rong', but at the moment I am very content, really, besides, I am reluctant to let you go away." β
Feng Yin raised her head violently, looking at her pair of bright autumn eyes, and her heart was like a lake with small stones cast, rippling with ripples.
He took her hand and kissed her on the lips, "Thank you, Kexin." β
She was about to say something, but Xiao Yiling was already crying "wow", and changed her words:
"Ah, maybe Linglang is hungry and has to feed him, Zicen, you go and call the nurse."
Feng Yinxiao picked up Ling Lang and coaxed her for a while, and then said to Yun Kexin: "Ke Xin, if I want you to breastfeed Ling Lang personally, can you?" β
Yun Kexin was stunned: "This, how can it be, it's not that there is no nurse?" β
"Nurses naturally have," Feng Yinxiao stared at the child who was crying badly in swaddling clothes, and said for a while, "You can invite a few, but I always feel that children should eat their mother's milk to grow up better, what do you see?" He paused and worried, "Am I embarrassed for you?" β
Yun Kexin came to her senses at this time, and said with a smile: "I'm not embarrassed, I just don't know what to do." β
She had seen the nurse breastfeeding Linglang with her own eyes, and she had the idea of feeding her own milk a few times, but she had never been able to say it, but today it came out of Feng Yinxiao's mouth, which was somewhat unexpected to her.
"Kexin might as well try, this is the nature of motherhood, and children also have the instinct to forage," Feng Yinxiao put Ling Lang, who was still babbling and crying, into Yun Kexin's arm, smiled encouragingly, and then lowered her head to coax the child, "Ling Lang doesn't cry or cry, my mother will feed you." β
Yun Kexin smiled "fluttering": "Okay, Zicen will avoid it first, and I'll breastfeed Linglang." β
Feng Yinxiao blushed and whispered in her ear: "I won't avoid it, stay and watch." β
"How can this be done," Yun Kexin said in annoyance, "No, you have to go to the study or the lounge, otherwiseβ"
Thinking of breastfeeding the child in front of him was too embarrassing and embarrassing, but Yun Kexin's mind was captured by Feng Yinxiao, and she said confidently in her ear: "What's so shy, I'm Linglang's father, besides," his voice lowered, and his face was hot, "I haven't seen or touched anything on Kexin's body." β
"You!" Yun Kexin raised her head and laughed angrily, "Why are you so thick-skinned?!" β
Feng Yinxiao didn't answer, but just said to Linglang Nunu: "Hurry up, the child is hungry." β
Yun Kexin was helpless, looking at the child who was crying and his face was red, and her heart hurt, so she didn't hesitate, untied her clothes, opened her clothes with her face burning like fire, rubbed the child into her arms, and fed the child like a nurse. At first, Ling Lang couldn't eat anything, just took it in his small mouth, or sucked it, and when he found that there was none, he cried, Yun Kexin tried to guide him, but Ling Lang just couldn't eat, the child was so anxious that he cried and screamed, and Yun Kexin was a little overwhelmed.
"Kexin, don't worry, the child is trying," Feng Yinxiao watched Ling Lang's little hand scratch around Yun Kexin's chest, although he failed again and again, he still persevered and kept trying with his small mouth, which was very cute, "Ling Lang may not be used to your smell yet, you have to let him get used to it." β
Yun Kexin shyly continued to guide Ling Lang to breastfeed, and sure enough, Ling Lang quickly swallowed it as if he was touching the "doorway", and sucked hard, Yun Kexin frowned in pain, and even bit her lips together.
"What's the matter, Kexin, does it hurt?" The wind whispered over her shoulder.
"Hmm." Yun Kexin gritted her teeth, "It's very hard, this strength." β
She remembered that when the nurse breastfed the child, there was also a time when the frown was locked, and she didn't understand why the nurse was like this, didn't she just let the child take a sip, how to make it seem like biting meat, this time "empathize", maybe if you don't exert yourself, you can't eat.
Feng Yinxiao looked at Ling Lang, who was "forgetful" of eating, smiled lightly, and reached out to caress his soft hair and tender little face a few times.
At this time, there was a knock on the door: "Prince, madam, the old slave just heard Linglang crying, maybe he is hungry, let the old slave take it?" β
Yun Kexin glanced at Feng Yinxiao, Feng Yinxiao nodded, indicating that she should know what to do, so she first helped her into the small bed in the study and sat down, and then walked out to open the door.
"Grandma Sun, Madame is breastfeeding the child in the room, so I won't bother you now."
When the nurse Sun Mama heard this, she thought that she had done something wrong, her face changed slightly, and she said:
"Junhou, how can you let the lady breastfeed the child herself, or did the old slave do something wrong?"
Feng Yinxiao smiled and said frankly: "No, Grandma Sun doesn't have to be nervous, I feel that my child, if he has never eaten a mouthful of milk from his mother, this is not good, and there may be alienation between mother and son in the future, so I decided to let Mrs. try." β
The nurse couldn't help but be stunned: it is really rare for a man to have such thoughts, but what should she do?
"Madame would think like this, it is really a blessing for Linglang, how many large families are unwilling to feed it personally," Grandma Sun thought about it and decided to ask tactfully how long this situation would last, "but I wonder if the child is breastfeeding now?" β
The implication is that Mrs. is a new mother, and this aspect of things may be very unfamiliar, and she needs to be guided by someone.
"Eat," Feng Yinxiao naturally heard Grandma Sun's voiceover, and knew what she was worried about, the nurse she had just invited would not just keep drying, "It's anxious at the beginning, and it will be slowly," Seeing the incredible and faint disappointment on Grandma Sun's face, Feng Yinxiao smiled unhurriedly, "But I think feeding a child should be more than just breastfeeding, so there are still many things to worry about Grandma Sun in the future, such as at night, you have to let the nurse take care of one or two." β
The nurse finally understood what Feng Yinxiao meant: she didn't want to drive her away, there were still many places to use her, so she smiled and said: "It's no problem, it is the duty of the old slave to take care of the little master, the prince is really tormenting the old slave when he says this, even so, the old slave waits here first, and when the child eats well, the old slave will go in and take a look." β
Feng Yinxiao smiled faintly: "Then Mama Lao is waiting again, I will come when I go." β
Then he went into the bedroom and brought the door. Before stepping into the study, he saw Yun Kexin making a silent gesture towards him, knowing that the child had fallen asleep, so he approached lightly, and the corners of his lips slowly hooked up to look at Linglang who was "full of food and drink" and fell asleep.
"Kexin, Mama Sun is waiting outside," Feng Yinxiao whispered while hugging the child, "I'll take care of the child for her, and you go take a bath." β
"Okay, slow down," Yun Kexin reluctantly let go of her hand and admonished, "Let Mama lighten it, the child has just fallen asleep." β
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After the husband and wife took a shower, they lay down on the bed refreshingly. Yun Kexin nestled lazily in Feng Yinxiao's arms, very comfortable.
"Kexin, how does it feel to breastfeed your child in person? Isn't it really like to be a mother? Feng Yinxiao asked with a bit of smugness.
"Yes," Yun Kexin said with a smile, "At first, I saw that Linglang always couldn't eat, and I was in a hurry, but it didn't take long for me to eat, and I, although I felt pain, I was still very happy, the happiness of being a mother." Feng Yinxiao remembered Ling Lang's appearance of "gulping" in Yun Kexin's arms, and smiled unconsciously:
"Of course, you don't look at whose son it is, huh?" Feng Yinxiao raised Yun Kexin's chin with one hand, held her lips, sucked and gnawed, and her hand slowly moved down into her clothes, "Kexin, I miss you, I want to go crazy." β
Yun Kexin's heart jumped, hugged his neck, and said shyly: "Zicen, you just 'wanted' two days ago. β
Remembering that after the child turned 100 years old, the two of them turned over and turned their limbs every night, and their ears and temples grinded, and her face turned uncontrollably red - "abstinence" for a year, he begged every night like a monk suddenly opening meat, which almost frightened her, which made her have to limit the "number of times" in the "three chapters of the law".
"Rules are dead, people are alive," his fiery palm kept caressing and teasing in her clothes, stubbornly trying to provoke the lust in her body as if presumptuous, "Is it possible that adults are dying of hunger, and they have to skip eating because of the stipulation that they can only eat once in two or three days?" β
This metaphor? Yun Kexin raised her forehead: She was actually compared to eating.
"I have something to ask you?" She searched her stomach and thought of a way to distract him, "Zicen, I haven't even settled accounts with you yet?" β
Sure enough, Feng Yinxiao seemed to be a stick, opened her eyes, and the palm that was bad in her clothes was suddenly shocked.
"What's wrong, Kexin?" He looked earnestly and blankly at the slightly gloomy face in front of him.
"Don't you feel like you owe me a lot of explanations?" Yun Kexin tried her best to pretend to be strict, but she almost didn't laugh out loud because of the inexplicability and grievance on Feng Yinxiao's face.
Feng Yinxiao was stunned again, and asked rhetorically: "Owe a lot of explanations?" What's the explanation? β
Yun Kexin saw him take the bait, and she was so excited that she almost didn't put a smile on her face, and continued to count her faces:
"Brother has a good person, why didn't you sue me earlier? And I didn't say that my husband was promoted, but let my eldest brother know first, is this a slap in the face of my wife? β
She was angry and angry, very angry, very angry and caring, but she couldn't help but smile and endure hard in her heart.
Feng Yinxiao curled the corners of her lips: It turned out to be for this, not for that, it's easy to say. So he said:
"About Yun Ke and the eldest daughter of Liangguo, Yun Ke didn't let me say it," he has a good reason, he has already had a draft, and he doesn't stop talking, "because he said that Kexin hasn't married for a day, and he and Qi Han's affairs don't count for a day, and even persuade people to find another lover, how can he bear other women's hearts are also infatuated." β
"So, what about the promotion of the husband? Why hide it from me? β
"This, didn't the eldest brother explain," the corners of Feng Yinxiao's lips turned up uncontrollably, and her eyes were also looking up and down Yun Kexin's face and open collar, and said with bad intentions, "Husband wants to make sure that he will 'ask for credit' from Mrs. in the future." β
"What kind of invitation method?" Yun Kexin alertly straightened the collar of her clothes. R1152