PFC Chapter 934 Kind Father and Strict Mother
Chapter 934 Kind Father and Strict Mother
Kou Xiaoquan walked out reluctantly. Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at his daughter who was sleeping soundly and his hands were itching to hold her, so he picked her up again and let her lie on him.
The way he was doing it showed that he was planning to take a nap with his daughter.
Huo Yan returned to the room sweating profusely and saw Zhuang Zhoucheng lying on the bed with his daughter lying on his chest. The father and daughter were sleeping soundly.
Huo Yan walked to the bedside, took a towel and gently covered his daughter's back. He turned on the air conditioner but didn't even know to cover his daughter. What should he do if she caught a cold?
Huo Yan took the clothes into the bathroom. Zhuang Zhoucheng opened his eyes with a smile on his lips.
He was surprised that his wife actually cared about others.
Zhuang Zhoucheng gently patted his daughter and closed his eyes again.
Huo Yan looked at the wound on his lower abdomen. It had been almost three months, so why was the scar still so deep?
It seems that she won’t be able to go to the beach this summer, what a pity.
Huo Yan had just rinsed his hair and was about to rinse his body when the shower head was taken away.
"I come."
A man's voice sounded behind him.
Huo Yan turned around to look at him, a little annoyed, "Who let you in?"
"Come in and serve my wife." Zhuang Zhoucheng leaned over and bit her ear, whispering with hot breath.
Zhuang Zhoucheng embraced the naked Huo Yan with his hot body, bit her red earlobe, rubbed his body against her back, and whispered:
"I miss you, wife."
Huo Yan gently covered Zhuang Zhoucheng's big palm with her hand, turned back and kissed Zhuang Zhoucheng on the lips. The two hugged and kissed passionately in the bathroom, the first time after abstinence.
Love, the feeling comes fast and fiercely.
Zhuang Zhoucheng hugged Huo Yan, breathing heavily, palming her face and kissing her, his passion and sweat intertwined, his masculine and strong body.
. . .
He,... a plump little body.
The two of them stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and when they came out, their daughter was crawling on the bed.
Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes lit up, and he turned around and called out, "Wife, our daughter can crawl now!"
It's like discovering a new world. Look, his daughter can crawl, so will she be able to walk soon?
He quickly walked over, climbed onto the bed and started playing with his daughter.
Huo Yan walked over, sat beside the bed, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the father and daughter.
"I heard that some babies can walk before they are one year old. I don't know when our baby will be able to walk."
"Half a year!" Zhuang Zhoucheng responded immediately.
Huo Yan felt that she had some difficulty communicating with her husband about the issue of their children.
His daughter has become a myth in his heart and eyes, and he seems to be unable to see her actual situation.
"How could he walk at half a year old? Xiaoquan had been walking in a walker for almost a year at that time." Huo Yan said seriously.
She still remembered the photo that Ali sent her. Kou Xiaoquan was one year and three months old when he could walk.
Zhuang Zhoucheng teased his daughter and asked her to crawl towards him, but Little Seventeen seemed motionless. She turned over her soft little body, and her fat little legs curled up subconsciously. She grabbed her right hand with her left hand and started playing with her hands, ignoring her father.
Zhuang Zhoucheng lay beside his daughter. This little girl, can she crawl or not?
This proud little girl has just the same temper as her mother. When she is happy, she will talk to people, but when she is unhappy, she will ignore anyone.
Zhuang Zhoucheng stretched out a finger, and Xiao Shiqi grabbed it. Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at his wife and said:
"Can Xiaoquan compare with us Seventeen?"
Huo Yan looked at her husband helplessly. Of course, her husband was the best, but she couldn't look down on others like that, right?
This is a selfish father. He thinks everything about his daughter is good. How can there be anything bad about her?
Huo Yan picked up his daughter, held Xiao Shiqi's legs, and asked her to learn to sit. Zhuang Zhoucheng immediately got started.
"Her body is still so soft and she's so small, how can she sit? Let me hold her for a while..."
Before Zhuang Zhoucheng finished speaking, Huo Yan glared at him:
"You can just crawl, but you can't sit?"
I thought to myself, if you spoil your child like this and hold him in your arms all the time, their baby may not be able to walk at the age of two. How can he bear to let the child go to bed?
Zhuang Zhoucheng glared at his wife, but didn't think anything of it. He sat up and watched the child's mother supporting the child. Little Seventeen was sitting sideways. It was probably only three seconds later that he fell on the bed with a "bang" and began to roll around.
Huo Yan picked up the child again, and Zhuang Zhoucheng was really unwilling at this moment.
"It hurts to fall..."
I felt a little angry and thought that Huo Yan was not a qualified mother. How could a mother not care about her own children?
"The bed is soft enough, how can it hurt?" Huo Yan responded in a firm tone.
Zhuang Zhoucheng was blocked for a moment, and his voice became louder. "Can Xiao Qishi compete with us adults?"
Huo Yan frowned, looked up at Zhuang Zhoucheng, and refused to give in.
Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was also gloomy. Huo Yan sighed and said, "Okay, they can argue about this."
"Then you can play with her. I'm going out for a while."
Huo Yan got up and left.
Out of sight, out of mind, she already felt sorry for the child enough.
Zhuang Zhoucheng’s statement was even more outrageous. Whose child couldn’t sit at the age of three months?
If you hold on for a few times, won’t you be able to do it?
Just spoil him. He still wants to walk at half a year old?
Maybe he won’t know how to do it until he’s two years old!
Huo Yan changed his clothes and went out to the base of Oriental Pearl Tower.
Zhuang Zhoucheng felt so upset that as soon as Huo Yan left, he picked up his daughter and held her against his strong chest.
"Mom doesn't feel sorry for you, but Dad does, huh? Mom doesn't believe you, but Dad does."
Zhuang Zhoucheng walked around the house holding the child.
Huo Yan came back in the evening and had dinner with a few engineers. Of course, she had to call Zhuang Zhoucheng in advance, otherwise her husband might think too much.
It is really embarrassing for a breastfeeding woman to go out. Her breasts are swollen and painful because her milk cannot be squeezed out. Huo Yan hurried back after dinner.
I went upstairs to change my clothes. From now on, I have to plan my time carefully before going out. Fortunately, my underwear is laminated, otherwise it would be embarrassing if my chest was wet.
After tormenting himself, he went to look for someone. Kou Xiaoquan was writing in his room, and Huo Yan walked in.
"Wow, our Xiaoquan can do arithmetic problems now. That's amazing." Huo Yan touched Kou Xiaoquan's head.
"I could do it before." Kou Xiaoquan said in a low voice.
He knows everything the teacher teaches, he can read English and the words in the textbook.
"Oh, yes. So, since he knew it before, can Xiaoquan get a perfect score in the final exam this semester?" Huo Yan asked.
Kou Xiaoquan nodded. He was originally in elementary school, but he failed the exam here, so he studied in the preschool class for half a semester and took the preschool unified exam.
Huo Yan was very relieved about this child. "How good! By the way, where are your uncle and sister?"
"do not know."
When he woke up, his sister was gone.
Huo Yan nodded and said, "You continue writing. Aunt Yanyan won't disturb you anymore."
As soon as he left the house, he called Zhuang Zhoucheng in a very bad tone:
"where?"