Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 1000 Is she pregnant? (6)

Tang Ruochen listened to her interaction with Tang Xiaoxuan with a blank face. Since that day, she never called her son Xiao Chenchen again. I don't know why, when she called herself before, she didn't like this name very much, but now she can't hear it in her heart. A little disappointed, she hasn't called his husband for a long time, and she even calls her by name and surname.

"Take another bite."

Tang Xiaoxuan turned his head away: "Don't eat!"

"Tang Xiaoxuan." Lan Weiwei called out his name.

Hearing this, Tang Xiaoxuan reluctantly opened his mouth: "Ah..."

"Hey, take another sip."

After taking a few mouthfuls of food, Tang Xiaoxuan raised his head and said to Lan Weiwei, "Mom, can I drink milk now?"

Lan Weiwei couldn't help being surprised by him. A few days ago, he couldn't say such a long sentence. This child really changes every day and learns everything quickly. "Well, for the sake of being so smart, you Take a few more bites, and Mom will give you a drink later."

Hearing this, Tang Xiaoxuan drank a few more sips, and looked at Lan Weiwei eagerly.

Lan Weiwei had no choice but to hold him in her arms, emphasizing: "Don't bite mom, or I won't give you a drink."

Ever since Tang Xiaoxuan saw that Tang Ruochen was also drinking milk that night, when Lan Weiwei was breastfeeding again, he always touched Lan Weiwei's other side and occupied it, for fear that Tang Ruochen would grab food like him.

Tang Ruochen took a bite of his meal, and seeing the boy clutching Lan Weiwei's chest, drinking milk while looking at him defensively, he couldn't help feeling jealous, Lan Weiwei's place belonged to him alone !Now being occupied by him, he still guards against himself!

His throat was a little dry, and he couldn't swallow food, so he drank a glass of water and said to Lan Weiwei, "Is that how you weaned him?"

Even if she doesn't want to talk to him anymore, when it comes to children, Lan Weiwei has no choice but to respond to him, no one is Xiaoxuan's father, Xiaoxuan belongs to their children after all.

Lan Weiwei hugged Tang Xiaoxuan and said, "He's still so young after all, it's pretty good that he can drink porridge now."

Is he already one year old?

"He should be weaned." Tang Ruochen said displeased.

"He's just drinking milk? So what are you serious about?"

Seeing that Lan Weiwei couldn't bear to wean Tang Xiaoxuan, Tang Ruochen threatened, "It's easy to sag."

After dropping these words, he got up and left the table.

Lan Weiwei subconsciously covered her chest, Xiaoxuan wouldn't stop breastfeeding, wouldn't she really sag?

Saggy is ugly!Could it be that Tang Ruochen has already started to despise himself?That's why you went to Su Na?
She looked down at her chest, it was still plump and not sagging...?
what to do?what to do? !Tang Ruochen had already started to despise himself!

Lan Weiwei looked down at Tang Xiaoxuan who was drinking milk. For some reason, she suddenly felt that she wanted to wean him off. She tried to gently push Tang Xiaoxuan away, and said aggrievedly: "Xiaoxuan, how about...we won't drink milk anymore. Okay? If you drink milk again, mother will sag, and then mother will become ugly..."

Seeing that Tang Xiaoxuan continued to drink milk without paying attention, Lan Weiwei suddenly felt that her words were very weak...

"Son...don't drink anymore?" Lan Weiwei began to discuss with Tang Xiaoxuan weakly.

Tang Xiaoxuan still didn't want to let go, Lan Weiwei pouted: "My son hates..."

When Tang Ruochen came out of the cold shower, he saw that Lan Weiwei was still breastfeeding and her expression was aggrieved, so he asked casually, "What's wrong."

Lan Weiwei said aggrievedly: "I discussed weaning with him, but he didn't listen."

Tang Ruochen glanced at the one-year-old child in her arms, who didn't have all teeth yet, and asked her, "Are you discussing it with him?"

There was a bit of contempt in that tone, it was not Tang Xiaoxuan who was too young, but Lan Weiwei's IQ.

It was the first time he saw such a gentle and weak mother.

(End of this chapter)