878: C878 How to Hug

C878 How to Hug

Wanwan looked down at her own...

"You are dreaming! This is your son's!" If it wasn't for the fact that it was inconvenient for the baby to hug her leg, she really wanted to kick this person.

"Why isn't it mine?" Fu Sihan sat beside Yan Wanwan and looked into her eyes. He curled his lips with an unknown meaning. "I've eaten it before. Why isn't it mine?"

Wanwan was speechless. Her face was red.

That was only a few days after the delivery. At the beginning, it was not milk. The doctor said that he could let his husband, Fu Sihan, help him suck it.

When they returned home, the nutritious food prepared by the head chef was too awesome. There would always be a lot of milk and it would swell until it was flustered. At this time, Fu Sihan volunteered to digest the excess.

"I still..."

"You shut up!" Wanwan interrupted Fu Sihan's words. "Don't instill trash in your son's mind."

"It's not like you're a little girl. It's not a bad thing for a boy to know earlier." Fu Sihan said.

But this one in front of him had only been here for less than thirty days... That was too early.

"Fu Sihan, let me tell you, you can't take a girl lightly!" Wanwan suddenly remembered, "Have you never hugged inkstone before?"

Fu Sihan frowned, and his rejection was obvious.

He had indeed never hugged it before.

After feeding her milk, Wanwan gestured for Fu Sihan to reach out his hand and ask him to carry her.

Fu Sihan did not move at all. He fixed his eyes on the baby that was only a few dozen centimeters long. His legs were curled up and he looked at the baby that was even smaller.

It was fat and soft, lying on the ground. It looked like... it could not be touched at all.

"I did not wash my hands." Fu Sihan said, "Next time."

Wanwan did not believe him. "Then go now. The bathroom is so close."

Wanwan tilted her head to observe Fu Sihan. She wanted to know if he really did not like this son.

But it should not be!

Although he really wanted a daughter wholeheartedly, after Little Yan settled down, ... Fu Sihan stored all the baby items that belonged to the baby girl and added a lot of things to his son. Recently, he rarely worked overtime. Sometimes, he even worked at home all day.

There was once when Wanwan came out after she finished her postpartum yoga and saw Fu Sihan quietly looking at Little Yan An in the baby bed.

At that time, Fu Sihan said, "No one is looking at the child, so he can look at it for a while." But, how could a wife who was two months old not be by the baby's side at the same time?

That could only be because Fu Sihan sent people away so that he could "conveniently" look at it for a while.

Then why did he not want to carry it?

"Han." Wanwan suddenly said.

Fu Sihan raised his eyes.

"You're not afraid, are you?" Wanwan smiled as she spoke, because she felt that this was the most likely possibility. "Don't tell me you don't know how to carry a baby? Afraid of carrying a baby?"

"Yan Wanwan, what are you thinking about?" The subtext of Fu Sihan's words was, You are thinking nonsense. Nonsense, I am not.

"Come on!" Wanwan turned around and stuffed her son into Fu Sihan's bosom.

Fu Sihan wanted to hide, but he was also worried that the two of them might accidentally bump into the baby.

When the soft lump touched his arm and chest, Fu Sihan froze.

... "How do I hug it?" Fu Sihan frowned, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Hahahahaha!" Wanwan laughed out loud, and her hands that were holding Little Yan An also shook.

"That's enough." Fu Sihan looked at Yan Wanwan expressionlessly and warned her.

"Hahahaha... Young Master Fu, with your appearance, you can only intimidate others. You can't scare me!" Wanwan continued to laugh.

She did not expect that Third Young Master Fu, who seemed to know everything and could do everything, would not carry her son for half a month because he did not know how to carry a child.

"You don't know how to. Don't you know that you want me to teach you?" Wanwan smiled as she told Fu Sihan the essentials of carrying a baby.

She did not need to hold her waist, nor did she need to hold her head.

"It's too soft." Fu Sihan frowned and complained about the "lump of meat" in his arms. He was at a loss for what to do.

It was very difficult for Fu Guanan to grow into a naughty kid who could be taught a lesson by him.

"Little baby has no bones, of course it's soft. Next month, it will be easy to hold it." Generally, after three months, the baby's bones will start to harden. If the neck can support itself, hugging it will also be much easier.

Fu Sihan was placed in a position by Yan Wanwan. He held Little Yan An in this position and did not move at all. He looked at Fu Sihan with his eyes full of concentration.

"Your ears are like yours." Fu Sihan said.

Wanwan had not noticed this before. She took a closer look. It was true!

"But his facial features are like yours. He will definitely be a handsome boy in the future!" Wanwan said with a smile. She could not help but lower her head and kiss her son. "Grandma previously said that his brows are like yours. At that time, I could not tell at all. Now, Yan Yan's facial features have grown a little. He looks like you. "

Fu Sihan's good mood from a second ago was instantly reduced by half.

He looked at his son in his arms and said, "He will regret looking like me in the future."

Wanwan, "??"

Fu Sihan: If he looks like Yan Wanwan, he probably won't be able to bear to hit people in the future.

Who could he blame?

Blame Fu Guanan for not knowing how to grow!

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Wanwan's figure had almost recovered by the time she was out of the moon. Although it was not as good as the golden figure of a supermodel, it was already considered very good. After strengthening the muscle lines of her body, she would be able to resume work.

Yan Wanwan and Fu Sihan received quite a number of greetings one after another. The people outside were either asking directly or in a roundabout way about the banquet they were planning to hold for Fu Yan'an to celebrate.

This kind of banquet. This kind of celebration banquet was usually the Hundred Day Banquet of the baby.

However, Wanwan and Fu Sihan did not plan to hold a big feast. They sent letters to the person who sent the blessings and gifts, saying that the baby's name was Fu Guanan, and also that they did not plan to hold a banquet.

Fu Sihan had already said that he would not hold a banquet, how could the others dare to persuade him?

Even if they were interested in Yan Wanwan and Fu Sihan's child, they could only think in their hearts.

Fu Guanan was born a hundred days ago, and her godmother Sheng Yan specially came over to take a set of Hundred Sky Photography for the little guy.

"Wanwan, why isn't Yan Yan smiling?"2

Sheng Yan took the single reflection and Guan Qingjiu took the toy of Fu Guanan to tease him.

The little guy stared at his little toy and rolled his eyes, but there was no expression at all.

Wanwan had noticed this problem a long time ago and said worriedly, "He doesn't like to laugh and also doesn't like to cry. Maybe he is like Dad..."

Fu Sihan was also often expressionless.

Previously, Madam Fu had scolded Fu Sihan because of this matter. She said that it was fine if he had a cold face, but she had brought her son like this.

Wanwan said to Guan Qingjiu, "You see, Tiantian's personality is good, just like Fu Nanzhu."

"Fu Nanzhu?" Guan Qingjiu found it hard to explain, "Then forget it. That's a white cut and black."

Fu Guanan was very good-looking. In just a hundred days, he could already see the delicate features of his small face. His skin was white and tender, his eyes were big and round, sparkling. The pupil color was inherited from Fu Sihan, and it was a light brown color. At first glance, he looked like a mixed-blood baby.

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