PFC Chapter 577 During the Blizzard 16
Chapter 577 During the Blizzard 16
As soon as Jiang Yang entered the lounge, he unsurprisingly saw Jian Muzi's gaze fall on him.
Every time I put on my competition shirt and vest, the way she looks at me always becomes a little more intense.
This led him to buy shirts more often, and shirts now make up half of his wardrobe.
Jian Muzi patted the seat next to her, and Jiang Yang smiled and walked over to sit down.
"You're about to go on stage, good luck!"
"Okay, stop fooling around, there are so many people here." Feeling her hand quietly touching his waist, Jiang Yang helplessly grabbed it to stop her.
Fortunately, no one else was close to them, and no one noticed their little actions.
Jian Muzi curled her lips, withdrew her hand, and whispered in his ear, "Then when we get back, you'll dance for me dressed like this."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yang couldn't help but pinch her cheek: "Be careful not to corrupt the baby."
“I started cultivating her aesthetic sense and appreciation ability even before she was born.”
"Hehehe, she probably doesn't understand it yet."
"I'm in a good mood, she'll definitely feel it. So, how about it? Will you jump or not?"
Jiang Yang felt a little ashamed to dance, but he didn't want to refuse her.
He thought for a moment and had no choice but to postpone it: "I can't dance. How about you teach me yourself after you have the baby?"
Jian Muzi raised an eyebrow: "Go and prepare for your performance first. We can talk about other things later."
"Okay, be careful." Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah."
Jian Muzi followed the others and sat down in the audience.
After Jiang Yang got together with her, his health improved significantly compared to the original storyline, and he didn't get sick.
As expected, he won today's match without any surprises.
After the competition, everyone went to celebrate, but Jian Muzi didn't go, saying she needed to rest.
The main reason is that after getting pregnant, she became even more lethargic and didn't want to move. The celebration atmosphere would definitely be very lively, so she decided not to go, so as not to make everyone have to take care of her.
Jiang Yang wanted to accompany her home when he saw that she wasn't going, but Jian Muzi persuaded him to go instead. She said it wouldn't be good for him to be absent from so many people, and she wanted to go home and lie down quietly for a while.
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"Baby, walk slowly, or I won't comfort you if you fall."
Jian Muzhi was walking down the street with her child, watching the little guy ahead of her, dressed like a ball, stumbling and falling as he struggled to move forward.
Jiang Mu, a little boy nicknamed Jiang Baobao, turned around upon hearing the sound and said in his childish voice, "Mommy, let's go!"
As she spoke, she took a few steps back to take her mother's hand.
Jian Muzhi pulled her back, continuing to walk at a leisurely pace, deliberately teasing her and wanting to see her get anxious.
Jiang Baobao is very smart, but she is still too young. Although she felt something was wrong when she saw her mother smiling, she couldn't figure out the specific reason.
There was no use in being anxious, so she simply stopped and stretched out her little arms: "Hold me, Mommy hold me, let's go eat."
Jian Muzi picked her up: "Why are you walking so fast? The food won't run away."
"Dad, wait for us."
"Let your dad wait, it's still early."
Jiang Yang, who came to pick up the mother and daughter, happened to overhear their conversation.
He chuckled and stepped forward, extending his hand to Jian Muzi: "Let me hold the baby. She's getting heavier and heavier, and your arms will get tired if you hold her for too long."
"Daddy, I'm not heavy, I'm light." The little guy has watched a lot of cartoons and has a basic understanding of what weight is, thinking that heavy things are all chubby.
Jian Muzi chuckled as she listened to the girl's childish rebuttal, handed her over, and continued to tease her: "You're all chubby and fair now, you're really a bit heavy."
Jiang Baobao struggled a couple of times in Jiang Yang's arms and said with dissatisfaction, "Mom, I'm not heavy."
Jiang Yang held her tightly, preventing her from struggling, and comforted her, saying, "Baby, you're not heavy at all, you're as light as a feather."
"Mom is bad, she laughs at me, Dad is good."
Jiang Yang glanced at Jian Muzi, met her teasing gaze, and quickly laughed and said, "Hehehe, baby, you're wrong. Mom is the best."
Hearing her father say that, Jiang Baobao replied without much thought, "Mom is the best."
Jian Muzi ruffled her hair. The little one was at the age where she believed everything she was told, which was the cutest thing ever.
The three entered the restaurant, where Wu Wei was already there.
Seeing them come in, he stood up: "Sister-in-law and baby are already here, but Dunzhe and the others haven't arrived yet."
Jiang Baobao had met this uncle a few times, and cleverly greeted him, "Uncle Wu."
"Hey, baby, can Uncle hold you?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Baobao first looked back at her parents. Jiang Yang smiled at her and asked, "Would you like to be held by your uncle?"
Jian Muzi wanted to see how she would handle it, so she remained silent.
Jiang Baobao nodded and reached out her hand to Wu Wei: "Yes, Uncle, hug me."
Wu Wei smiled and took the little one from him. Jiang Yang went to the table, pulled out a chair for Jian Muzi, and helped her sit down.
"We're not late, are we? Everyone's here." Meng Xiaotian's voice came over.
Behind him, Lin Yiyang, holding Yin Guo's hand, also walked this way.
Wu Wei: "We're just waiting for you guys, our babies are hungry."
Upon hearing her name, Jiang Baobao patted her tummy and said, "Baby, I'm hungry."
Seeing how adorable the little one was, Yin Guo leaned over and teased her, "Baby, do you remember me?"
Jiang Baobao tilted her head: "Aunt Guoguo."
"Yes, you're so smart. Can I have a hug?"
"Okay, Aunt Guoguo will hug me."
Okay, now Jiang Baobao has a different hug.
“Baby, look who this is?” Yin Guo held her and looked at Lin Yiyang.
Jiang Baobao blinked her big eyes and tried hard to think: "It's Uncle Lin."
Lin Yiyang looked at her and smiled, "Baby, it seems you still remember Uncle Lin."
"I remember," Jiang Baobao said, nodding her little head.
Yin Guo looked at her and liked her more and more: "Wow, baby, how come you have such a good memory?"
“Me too, baby, who am I?” Meng Xiaotian asked as well.
Jiang Baobao recognized him too. For a two-year-old, that's already quite clever—to remember so many people she's only met a few times.
Jiang Yang's smile never faded after seeing it.
He raised his hand and placed it behind Jian Muzi's chair, half-embracing her: "Baby is so cute and smart, and has a good memory, just like you."
Jian Muzi admits to being smart and having a good memory, but asks, "Am I cute?"
Jiang Yang nodded: "You're charming, but also a little cute."
Only he could see this contrast; all these years, his love for her remained unchanged.
Alright, seeing how serious he was, Jian Muzhi didn't press further: "Let's order, everyone's here."
Jiang Yang nodded. He ordered steamed egg custard that the baby could eat, as well as dishes that Jian Muzi liked, and then handed the menu to the others.
During the meal, Jiang Yang was feeding Jiang Baobao while the other three boys were talking.
Jian Muzi looked at Yin Guo across from her and casually asked, "The competition is over, when are you going back to China?"