From the day to the night, Su Wanrong was lying exhausted on the couch, even the slightest gasp sounded exhausted.

Just now, I tried my best to faint. When I was about to faint, I heard the loud cry of the little kid in my ears. With a blurred vision, Madam Zhou and the midwife surrounded her with joy. She seemed to have relaxed all of a sudden. At that moment, she closed her eyes with peace of mind.

Su Wanrong breathed a sigh of relief.

this……

Finally, the child was born successfully.

When the little kid was still in his stomach, he was really not a worry-free person, and he was very noisy and lively.

Her little arms and legs were very strong. She aimed at her belly and kicked her without stopping. The older the month, the more violent the fetal movement was. Su Wanrong could not do anything else during many days. She just leaned on the couch and stroked her belly, coaxing the little kid in her belly.

I didn't know that before I was born, it was not enough to bother my mother. It was finally time to come out, and I was not honest. I have made Su Wanrong weak and weak, and she was so angry that she was willing to come out obediently.

At this moment, Su Wanrong had barely recovered. She opened her eyes and subconsciously looked for the child she had just given birth to.

I only know that I am a troublemaker, but I don’t know what I am like, whether I am a man or a woman, but I am healthy.

It is said that the woman who became a mother is different from before. Su Wanrong herself feels strange and novel about her current state of mind.

The little devil king who had been tormenting herself for several hours, especially the period after the amniotic fluid was broken, the abdominal pain was extremely severe, and she thought she was almost dying.

But when she was really born, she clearly realized that this was a piece of flesh that fell off her body after all, after all, after all, for ten months of pregnancy.

No matter how hard or tired it is, it is worth it at this moment. Perhaps this is the bloodline of the mother and son.

But when Su Wanrong opened her eyes and looked around with difficulty, she found that the warm trunk was empty, and even the Madam Zhou who had been guarding her side was no longer there. She couldn't help but gather her slender eyebrows.

Then he glanced inadvertently and saw Yinmang, wearing a black dragon robe sitting next to the couch.

Just now, she was just looking at her little baby, and she looked far away. She didn't even notice that such a tall person was sitting in her eyes.

"Wanwan... Thank you for your hard work."

In fact, it’s only a few months before this, and there are letters in between. However, after experiencing the pain of childbirth, it seems that I have been separated for many years.

A man looks handsome, but because his facial features are more rigid and hard, he is actually a bit scary when he sits there and does not move.

In addition, in recent years, he has been in a high position, and the majesty of the emperor has become increasingly severe and attractive. Even those respected old ministers in the officialdom dare not act rashly in front of this man.

But Su Wanrong is not afraid of such a powerful emperor who is afraid of everyone.

It’s really two completely different appearances in front of him.

Sometimes he is very reckless and despicable, full of shameless nonsense.

Sometimes the tender side of the iron man would show, just like at this moment, the tall and majestic man sat there motionlessly, lowering his eyes and staring at her with his eyes fixedly.

His thin lips moved, and he murmured her with a low and hoarse voice.

The grievances and sorrow in my heart all night were like thin lines, and were all pulled out by the man's low and silence "Wanwan" little by little.

How can you not feel wronged?

No matter how strong Su Wanrong is, she is just a woman's house in the deep boudoir. Moreover, it is the first time she has experienced childbirth in two lives. If she is not careful, the life of the mother and son is attentive, she will naturally be afraid in her heart.

Just a few hours ago, Su Wanrong thought that this man who was far away in Mianyang would be impossible to come back.

She almost wanted to give up in the delivery room, afraid and fearful, afraid that if she fainted in the pain and fell into the hopeless darkness of her previous life, she would never wake up again.

Finally, in her tears, she seemed to see the tall figure of a familiar man. It should be the one who gave her the last bit of courage. She put in the last strength of her body to successfully give birth to the child.

It was not until this time that I saw the man sitting next to me with my own eyes. I heard the man’s low and familiar voice and realized that what I had just seen was not an illusion.

He really rushed back.

"What did you come back just now..."

My voice that I cried all night was naturally so hoarse that I couldn't listen.

Just a few short words with a faint breath, Su Wanrong felt that the roughest stones were rubbing repeatedly in her throat, which was dry and painful.

As soon as the words fell, Su Wanrong's eyes turned red again. I don't know if it was because of the pain of her throat or the man who came back late, which made her feel aggrieved.

The little woman lying flat on the couch was delicate and delicate. Her black and soft hair spread a pillow, which made her skin look white, her chin pointed, and her face was not covered with blood.

The white person became fragile in paper, and the lush peach blossom eyes that used to be shiny. Now the water was covered with mist. I looked at him with tears in my eyes, and the surroundings were red.

It seemed that someone had twisted her chest, and it hurt like a thrust. Yinmang rolled his Adam's apple for a while, and couldn't help but lean down, touching the corners of her slightly dry lips.

It's really just a touch.

The little woman who had just given birth seemed to be weak everywhere. He didn't dare to use too much effort, so he carefully touched her slightly and then separated. His rough fingertips rubbed against her delicate face, and he said hoarsely:

"It's because I'm not good. I'm back late, so I'll be punished by this crime alone."

This was said as if he could share the pain of childbirth for her if he stayed by her from beginning to end.

Seeing her slightly lowered her eyes, her thin eyebrows were still slightly frowning, and Yinmang's eyebrows were also tightly twisted together.

His palm gently stroked her slightly cool cheeks, and his voice tightly asked again: "Did it hurt just now?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, Yinmang felt that this question was really unnecessary.

If it didn't hurt, how could she cry like that in the delivery room just now? The little woman has always been afraid of pain and is quite spoiled. In the past few years after she followed him, she actually cried a lot, but she never cried like that before.

Even my throat was hoarse. What should it hurt?

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Short, but pampered.qaq
Chapter completed!