Seeing that Su Yifeng was so partial to her daughter, Lin Xiyue couldn't help asking: "Husband, if you have a daughter in the future, will you not love me?" ”

Although she also felt that it was a little funny for her to eat her daughter's vinegar, she just couldn't control it.

Su Yifeng looked at her unpleasantly pursed red lips, and her mood instantly became happy.

He pinched her cheek and said softly: "Wife, don't worry, the person I love the most in my heart will always be you, and my daughter can only be ranked second at most." ”

"That's pretty much it." Lin Xiyue was quite satisfied with this answer.

Su Yifeng also learned her tone and asked, "Then if you have a son in the future, will you stop loving me and run to love your son?" ”

If Lin Xiyue just asked this half-jokingly, then he had been thinking seriously about this issue since Lin Xiyue was pregnant.

He had already thought that if his son dared to rob his wife with him, he would send one of them to his grandparents' house and the other to his grandparents' house, so that no one would rob him.

Lin Xiyue looked at his nervous appearance, and deliberately teased him and said, "Will ......"

Su Yifeng's face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Lin Xiyue hurriedly hugged his arm and added two words with a smile: "It's weird!" ”

Su Yifeng's ugly face softened a little, and pinched her nose: "It's pretty much the same." ”

Since the eighth month of pregnancy, Su Yifeng will get off work a little earlier every day and arrange the baby room with Lin Xiyue.

Looking at the room full of innocence and childlike fun, the two snuggled together, imagining the future of the children growing up together in this room, and their hearts were filled with a feeling of happiness.

Because her belly was too big in the third trimester, Lin Xiyue's pubic bone began to hurt, whether she was lying down or standing, she couldn't stand the pain.

Su Yifeng would help her massage every night to relieve the pain.

One day, Lin Xiyue received a call from Ling Xingyu, saying that she had given birth and was an eight-pound baby boy!

Lin Xiyue was so excited that she had to go to the hospital to see Ling Xingyu that day, and she didn't care that she had a big belly.

After arriving at the hospital, I saw Ling Xingyu lying on a white hospital bed, with a small white cradle next to it, and a little baby lying on it, wrapped in a blue quilt.

Mu Luo stood next to him and gently shook the cradle, humming a lullaby to coax the baby to sleep, the standard daddy is right.

Seeing Lin Xiyue and Su Yifeng coming, Ling Xingyu suddenly became energetic, jumped down and took Lin Xiyue's hand and walked to the cradle: "Erxi, you see how handsome my baby is!" You have to work harder to give birth to your daughter as soon as possible so that they can meet sooner. ”

She automatically ignored the fact that Lin Xiyue still had two sons in her belly.

As soon as the words fell, the baby, who was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. The black eyes fell on Lin Xiyue's stomach, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Two small hands waved in the air, as if they wanted to touch Lin Xiyue's belly.

"Have you thought of a name for your baby?" Lin Xiyue looked at this baby and felt very fond of it, generally newborn children are ugly, but this little guy looks very handsome.

In particular, those eyes are like Mu Luo, although they are not very big, but the eyebrows are sparse and handsome, the eyes are narrow and long, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised.

"My husband has thought about it, and the baby's name is Zhou Xingluo, and it is simple and meaningful to take one word from each of our two names." Ling Xingyu pinched his son's cheek as he spoke, and gently called his name, "Xingluo, did you say it?" ”

But what made her speechless was that her son didn't pay attention to her at all, and his eyes were still staring at Lin Xiyue's stomach.