Cheng Yue will pick up the little guy again, compared to his hands just now, his hands are a little shaky, I don't know what kind of strength to use to hold this little guy, too hard for fear of hurting the child, but too loose for fear that I can't hold it.

Mi Jia saw him holding his hand for a while and didn't see him come over, and asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?" ”

Cheng Yue swallowed his saliva, he was embarrassed to say that he didn't dare, men want to save face, especially in front of their own women, they are not afraid to lead soldiers to fight, but they don't dare to hold the child like this and walk a few steps, so he is really a little unspeakable.

So he endured the fear in his heart, Cheng Yue looked at the little guy in his arms intently, and with the same concentration of 120 points as he usually performs tasks, he slowly walked towards Mijia with the child in his arms.

Obviously it was only a few steps away, Cheng Yue felt that he had walked for a long time, and finally put the little guy in his arms next to Mi Jia's bed, and he was relieved and sighed slightly.

Although Mi Jia hadn't eased her spirits yet, she didn't miss his sigh, looked at him with a chuckle and said, "It turns out that some people don't dare to hold children." ”

Cheng Yue's face was slightly red, but fortunately, it was night, and the light in the ward was only turned on because of the rest of the little guy and Mi Jia, plus Cheng Yue's perennial training and missions, the original skin color was also darkened by the sun, so the uncomfortable red on his face was not seen by Mi Jia.

"The little guy is small and soft, I, I'm a little hard at controlling my strength." Cheng Yue explained.

This is not a deliberate excuse for himself, it is true, the little guy's little face is not as big as half a palm of his hand, and it is only six pounds and six taels, so there is no feeling at all in the hand, usually their training is the lightest weight of more than 20 kilograms, such a weight is really not a little bit of zài for him, for a while he really doesn't know how to hold it, too heavy will be overwhelming, too light if you are not careful, you are afraid that you can't hold it.

Mi Jia didn't know this, but it was a little funny to look at his expression, and she deliberately wanted to laugh at him like this, but she didn't say anything more, because her eyes all turned back to the little guy next to her, this is her child, the little baby who has been in her belly for thirty-seven weeks, the child she and Cheng Yue share together.

Looking at it like this, Mi Jia's eyes were inexplicably hot, and they turned red little by little, and then tears flowed down the corners of her eyes like this, and even wet the pillow.

But this is not sadness, but because of happiness, but also because of moving.

Cheng Yue reached out to gently wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, only chuckled lightly, and said, "Fool." He understood all her feelings now, because in fact, when he heard the first cry coming from the delivery room, he was actually in the same mood as she is now, happy and moved.

Mi Jia looked at the little guy, stepped forward with some difficulty, and kissed the little guy's forehead gently, the little guy's eyes moved, but they still didn't open, but the little mouth kept squirming.

Mi Jia looked up at Cheng Yue and asked, "His mouth keeps moving, is he hungry?" ”

Cheng Yue didn't know, because he had no experience in this area at all, "Maybe." As he spoke, he stood up and poured water, and dipped a cotton swab in water and dotted the little guy's mouth as Wu Wenqing had done before.

The little guy seemed to be really hungry, and he seemed to feel that someone else had ordered something on his mouth, and he spit out his tongue and touched his lips first, as if he was sucking with some relish.

Seeing this, Mi Jia happily said to Cheng Yue, "He's eating, he's eating his mouth." ”

Cheng Yue also laughed, but he didn't speak, but the smile on his face smiled like a child, a little silly, and even a little cute when he looked at it.

Mi Jia saw that the child's mouth was moving so much, worried that the little guy was hungry, and looked at Cheng Yue and said, "Did the doctor say when to drink milk?" ”

Cheng Yue thought for a while and said, "It seems that Miss Nurse came once and said that the child should drink some water with glucose first, and then drink the milk in a few hours." ”

Mi Jia nodded, and then turned her eyes to look at the child, obviously she was still very tired and weak after giving birth, but she really didn't feel anything when she looked at the child.

The little one never opened his eyes, his mouth moved for a while, and then slowly stopped, as if he were asleep.

Everyone says that children are angels, maybe every child is really an angel, obviously wrinkled and even pulled a little long when the head was born and has not been taken back, but Mi Jia looks good everywhere.

After a long while, Mi Jia seemed to think, looked at Cheng Yue and asked, "By the way, is the baby a boy or a girl?" She has always wanted to be a boy, but Cheng Yue seems to have always been very persistent on this issue, and the child must be a girl.

Hearing her ask like this, Cheng Yue's originally smiling face suddenly retracted his smile slightly, and he looked at the little guy for a while without speaking.

Mi Jia didn't know what was wrong with him, and seeing that he hadn't spoken, she asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?" ”

Cheng Yue said in a muffled voice, "It's a kid." He never thought it would be a boy, he always thought that Mijia must be carrying a cute little girl in her belly, and even dreamed of taking the child out to play.

Hearing this, Mi Jia smiled loudly, "Really, great." "The spirit seems to be restored at once, and the more I look at the child, the more I feel that the little one looks exactly like his father, whether it is the nose, the eyes or the mouth, it feels like.

Look at the child, and then look at Cheng Yue, the smile on his face Mi Jia has never stopped.

However, Cheng Yue is depressed and depressed, after all, he is his own child, in fact, where will he not like it, looking at the little guy sleeping, the corners of his mouth are faintly smiling.

Wu Wenqing chatted with Wu Wenlan for a long time, and when she returned to the ward, it was already half past two, seeing that Mi Jia was awake, and seeing the child lying next to her, she smiled and asked, "Mi Jia, are you hungry, how about letting Cheng Yue go out and buy you some porridge?" ”

Mi Jia shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry, I'm just a little tired." ”

"Then get some rest." Wu Wenqing said, stepping forward to hug the child lying next to her.

Mi Jia was a little reluctant and stared at the little guy all the time.

Seeing her like that, Wu Wenqing said with a smile, "Silly girl, I'm afraid that my son won't be able to see me, hurry up and take care of your body, and you will have to hold the child in the future." ”

Hearing this, Mi Jia smiled a little embarrassedly, nodded, and then slowly closed her eyes.