[Net King] We really have nothing.

The "intimate little padded jacket" weaving yarn was born in the cold February.It was snowing heavily that day, and snowflakes fell silently, covering the entire city.Zhisha, who was scheduled to have a caesarean section five days later, took the elevator downstairs with her to enjoy the snow at the suggestion of Ju Xing on the bed next door.

Standing in front of the flower bed, Zhisha opened her arms and raised her face. Looking at the large snowflakes falling in the sky, she closed her eyes and smiled.What appeared in her mind was the poster of the movie "Love Letter", but after two seconds she returned to normal, God, what was she doing in broad daylight.Sure enough, the expression of Ju Xing, who also had a big belly, was a little subtle, but the next second Zhisha looked at her, she smiled at her friendlyly: "It's really big under the snow."

"Ah, um. So beautiful." Zhisha smiled mischievously, "I don't know if there will be snow on the day my Qianzuru was born." If it is, it will be fine, and it will be beautiful to say it later.

"The weather forecast says there will be snow in the next few days, so..."

"Buer...Taocheng?" The tall and handsome man stopped beside them, pushed down his glasses, with a bit of surprise on his face, "Why did you come out?"

"Oh, it's snowing, come out and take a look." Ju Xing replied very calmly, smiling and looking at Renzu, "I'll be back soon."

He looked at the two pregnant women in front of him with patience, and then at the icy and snowy place: "Then go back as soon as possible, it's dangerous outside." As the dean and an acquaintance, he felt the need to remind them.

"Well, I'll be going back soon." Ju Xing said and pulled Lazhi Yarn, "Okay, okay, let's go back." The dean said so, she was too embarrassed to stay here anymore, she could go back.

"Oh." Zhisha nodded, and followed Ju Xing and Ren Zu into the cave, but after taking three steps, she grabbed Ju Xing's sleeve: "Xing, I... I have a stomachache."

"Ah??" Ju Xing turned her head and looked at Zhisha's pale face. She, who was also a pregnant woman, was taken aback and hurried to support her, "Is the pain severe?"

Seeing this, he quickly supported Zhisha, but Zhisha was so weak that he was about to fall down, so he immediately picked her up and ran into the cave.

At the same time, not far away, Yusuke wearing a bear hat pointed to the front with his gloved little finger: "Dad, is that Mom?"

Fuji Zhouzhu didn't answer, but picked up his son and ran over at once.

……

So when most people in this city were immersed in the beautiful snow scene, Zhi Ya was pushed into the delivery room, and she had to temporarily change to a natural delivery after she planned to have a caesarean section five days later.Fuji Shusuke called Mochizuki and Fuji Shuko outside the delivery room, and then took Yusuke to sit on the bench outside the delivery room and wait quietly.

There were waves of mournful screams from Zhisha in the delivery room, which made Yusuke cry in fright. While wiping his tears, he hugged his father's arm: "Dad, Dad, mom must be in pain, right? What should I do?"

Fuji Zhousuke wiped his son's tears with a handkerchief, while comforting him softly: "Mom will be fine, Yusuke is not afraid."

Amidst the seemingly endless cries, a crisp baby cry burst out, and at the same time Zhi Ya stopped crying.Mochizuki Yuki who just arrived rushed to Shinozu who had turned back to check the situation not long ago: "Doctor, how is my sister?"

"..." Renzu had to look down at the black suit he was wearing, did he have a face that said "I am a doctor"?

"Brother, this is what I mentioned to you before, Mr. Ren Zu, the director of this hospital." Fuji Zhou got up and walked over, "The doctor hasn't come out yet."

"Ah?" Mochizuki Yuuki looked Ninzu up and down again, showing a "strange" expression, and then smiled politely: "Sorry, I was too impatient just now."

"It's okay." Renzu looked at his clothes suspiciously again.

At this moment, the door of the delivery room opened, and a doctor in a white coat came out, and Mochizuki Yuki rushed over before Fujisuke: "Doctor, I..."

"Congratulations, it's a daughter, mother and son... oh no, it's mother and daughter who are safe." The doctor answered very professionally before he asked.

"Ah, thank you doctor." Mochizuki Yuki bowed ninety degrees to the doctor, and ran into the delivery room.

After Fujisuke took Yusuke and expressed his heartfelt thanks to Ninzu, he also took Yusuke in.At this time, Shinobu received a call from Atobe's brother-in-law. He and Shinobu were still acquaintances. On the other end of the phone, Atobe's brother-in-law said excitedly, "My sister gave birth to a healthy boy."

After Renzu hung up the phone, he heard the baby crying from the delivery room in front of him. The girl... Mrs. Atobe gave birth to a boy today, in the same month and the same day in the same year. What a coincidence.

……

In fact, this is the first natural birth. When Yusuke was born last time, it was a cesarean section because of dystocia.So this time giving birth to her naturally was extremely difficult and painful, just like giving birth to a first child.

But no matter how painful it is, after seeing my daughter, I feel that the pain is nothing.Zhisha hugs Qianhe almost every day and refuses to let go, breastfeeding, changing diapers and taking a bath, she has to do everything by herself, and does not ask Bu Erzhou to help.

At the same time, her love for Yusuke has not diminished. She wakes up early every morning to make lunch for him. When Zhousuke is not at home, she will send him to kindergarten and then to the TV station. At home, she hires a nanny to take care of Qianzuru.

This situation lasted until Qianzuru was one year old. At that time, Zhisha was switched to a program that broadcasted a week's video news. The time was very short, and it was once a week.So I have more free time, and I almost don't need to hire a babysitter anymore.

Yusuke is almost five years old at this time, and he is in the first class of kindergarten. In addition, he is very obedient and obedient, so he basically doesn't need to worry about weaving.The hard work is taking care of Chizuru. Compared with Yusuke, Chizuru is more like a boy. She can escape from the crib when she can walk. Zhisha watched her stand up against the fence of the crib, and then turned outward. , startled her, and quickly hugged her back.

"Father, Father." Qianhe stood unsteadily, holding a toy gun in his hand, and smiled at Zhisha.

Faced with this situation, Zhisha wants to cry but has no tears. It’s fine if you call me daddy, but what do you mean by pointing a gun at me, baby girl?

"You can't point this at mom." The handsome and gentle man squatted down and took the gun from the baby who looked like a doll.

Qianhe's bright blue eyes lit up, and he opened his arms and hugged the man's neck: "Dad...Dad."

Fuji Zhousuke seemed to enjoy the little daughter's hug, smiled and hugged her up, and looked at Zhisha: "Qianhe seems to have gained a lot of weight."

"Of course, you've been here for more than a month this time." Zhisha watched Yusuke bouncing down the stairs with a storybook in his hands, and sighed, "Yusuke, you can't jump on the stairs."

"Yes." Yusuke, who is already five years old, no longer feels strange to his parents, but the fact that he is more clingy to his father has not changed in the slightest.For example, during the month when Fujisuke left, he had to finish calling his father every night before going to sleep.

Zhisha watched as he held the storybook in one hand and held on to the handrail in the other as he walked down step by step with his still short legs.Then, with a smile on his face, he bounced up to Fujisuke, raised his face and said, "Dad, can you read the story for me?"

"Okay." Fuji Zhousuke said and looked at Zhisha, "I'll take them upstairs first."

"Well, I'm going to take a bath." Zhisha nodded, looking at the two children, feeling extremely helpless, every time he came back, her mother became a transparent person.

Fuji Zhouzhu carried his daughter and led his son up the stairs. First, he read two stories to lull his son to sleep, and then put his daughter in the crib. After shaking her vigorously for a long time, she gradually fell asleep.Looking at her daughter's peaceful sleeping face, Fujisuke was inexplicably distressed. Although Qianzuru was only one year old, she could already see her super physical strength and bad temper.This child is not as well-behaved as Yusuke, and it will take a lot of effort in education in the future.

"Are you asleep?" Zhisha leaned in from outside her daughter's room, "Qianhe is always difficult to coax."

"Compared to Yusuke, it is indeed much harder to coax." Fujisuke walked to the door, turned off the light and said with a smile, "It is estimated that Chizuru's character will be more like a boy in the future." She will "break out of prison" when she is only one year old, and even snatched Yusuke Baby album in hand.

"So Qianzuru must not be as good as Yusuke." Zhisha sighed, "But I hope it's just our carelessness."

……

After an hour, Zhisha's words were confirmed, this child is really not easy to take care of Yusuke.

Because in the next hour, the child cried three times in the middle.So a certain plan of Xiao Biesheng's newly married couple was forcibly stopped by him three times.

When Fujisuke pressed down on Yarn's body for the third time, and the two of them were making out with each other and were about to get to the point, a cry came from the next room again, and this time there were Yusuke's footsteps and a sleepy voice. Voice: "Mom, my sister is crying, go and see."

"..."

So the two of them had to cancel a certain bedtime activity that night, which made Zhisha feel that the calming perfume bought two days ago was useless, and it was so expensive if he knew it would not be used.With this perfume, she hopes to reduce Fujisuke's... activity time a little bit, who knows that he has too much physical strength.

When weaving started the next day, Fujisuke had already sent Yusuke back, and she could sleep in and have breakfast as soon as he came back, she was very satisfied.

But after breakfast, something that made her dissatisfied came. When she was clearing the plate, someone suddenly put one hand around her neck: "Put the plate down."

"You in the early morning... what are you doing?" Zhisha didn't let go of the hand holding the plate, and looked sideways behind her with a blushing face.The person behind snatched the plate and put it on the table, "What do you think?" Zhisha, who has been married for five years, still couldn't resist her unique warm voice, making her whole body numb.

With a sound of "嗞", he unzipped the zipper of the dress she had just put on slowly and crisply, and stood in the living room. This made Zhi Ya not quite used to it, but somehow she couldn't refuse it.Bi... After all, it's been a month, let him go.

Fuji Zhousuke gently pushed his wife's black hair behind her back to the front, gently kissed her white and smooth nape, all the way down, deftly unbuttoned her underwear with one hand, and slowly penetrated into her crotch with the other. On the chest, gently stroked.

The other hand slowly removed the shoulder straps of the skirt for her. The moment the skirt slid down to her feet, Zhisha suddenly felt panicked, and blushed and whispered: "I...I don't want to be at the dining table ..." This is like a film.

"..." There was an obvious pause in Fujisuke's movements, and as his breathing gradually became heavier, he gave a soft "um" and turned her around to face himself, then gently hugged her and slowly fell to the ground Lay it flat, turn on the floor heating, and the floor is extra warm.

A certain foreign music romance movie is playing on the TV not far away. The male and female protagonists are singing bright and beautiful songs to each other. In the warm environment, the roses on the dining table exude a strong fragrance, filling the whole room In a more romantic atmosphere...

The author has something to say: Let me tell you here, in fact, Buerdian didn’t want to cough at the dining table at all, it’s Zhiya who thought too much==

This time it’s not a meat show, it’s almost over, no labor-management ethics, hahaha, how about swollen in the living room? ?Is it very emotional? ?In addition, Gan Hezun is a difficult master, and the C Erhong Factory doesn't know who it looks like?