Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 352 Opening the Wife-Protecting Mad Demon Mode

Xiao Guagua, who was lying far away in the nursery, had no idea of ​​the imminent disaster, and her own father had already turned on the mode of protecting his wife and being mad.

An Xiangwan didn't wake up until eight o'clock in the morning. When she opened her eyes, she saw Zong Che sitting on the left side of the bed, and Dun He on the right. She was holding Xiaoguagua in her arms, and everyone gathered around to make it happy.

Zong Che noticed that Ren'er had woken up, and immediately leaned over, lowered his voice and gently asked her about her health.

"Is it better? Does your stomach still hurt?"

He only cared about his wife now, and the little devil didn't care about it for the time being, and the first meeting between father and son made a rift.

An Xiangwan smiled a little weakly. There was a bit of ant-biting pain on his belly, but he could still bear it.

"It doesn't matter, I want to see Guagua."

I haven't seen what her little baby Guagua looks like, and I'm really looking forward to its small appearance.

"Madam, you have worked hard."

Zong Che kissed her on the forehead, and now he feels very happy.

"Fortunately."

At the critical moment of life, the most important people are there. This is a great fortune. The pain during childbirth is nothing in the present.

Hearing this, Dun He responded with a smile: "Guagua is here with me, come on, I'll carry you there, just in time for breastfeeding."

As soon as An Xiangwan heard the feeding, her face turned a healthy pink, and her fair skin looked very seductive now.

Seeing his son being put into Ren'er's arms, Zong Che had the illusion that he was about to fall out of favor.

It's all about Gong Ze's crow's mouth, let him talk nonsense, if he really falls out of favor, he will be the first to attack him.

When An Xiangwan saw her son, she was a little surprised. It was twice the size of an ordinary newborn baby.

But even so, the Guagua in their family is cute and strong, and it is really white, not fat.

The hair on the top of the head at birth is still golden brown, and it will slowly turn black and grow thicker after a while.

The little guy's eyes are tightly closed, his small nose is tall and straight, and his beaded and thin lips are exactly the same as Zong Che's. At such a young age, he is responsible for his good looks. When he grows up, he will definitely be a male god who will fascinate thousands of girls.

An Xiangwan carefully looked at his son's appearance, and it took him a while to notice the four little will-o'-the-wisps sticking to his surroundings, with pairs of bright eyes staring curiously at his little master.

"Young master is so small."

"It will grow up slowly."

"When can I play with the young master?"

"Next spring?"

The four little ones lowered their voices and chattered excitedly. When their young wife was feeding the little young master's grandma, they immediately raised their little hands to cover their eyes, and turned their backs.

"See no evil."

Seeing this, Zong Che stretched out his hand to lift the four of them off the bed, and signaled them to play by themselves.

When the little ghost fire was about to leave to play, he looked back at his master with a little resentment.

At this time, Gong Ze and Lin Yan came over, and Lin Yan saw Gua Gua lying limply on An Xiangwan's body, with Zong Che watching over him, the scene looked very warm, and she was so envious.

Gong Ze came in for a short while, so he motioned for the nurse to pick up Xiao Guagua and bring him back to the nursery for feeding.

He was going to check An Xiangwan now, and after that, he had to get anti-inflammatory injections and ask the nurse to wipe her body. At this time, no family members could be present, and neither could Zong Che.

Because of the special wound, An Xiangwan suffered not only physical injuries but also a hole in his soul after giving birth, and it would take a while to heal. During this period, he had to be careful, otherwise he would be prone to infection.

(End of this chapter)