Ding Sha turned around and saw Xiao Jun staring at the blueprint without blinking, and couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?"
Xiao Jun was startled, "Ah? I didn't... I didn't see anything..."
He glanced down at the blueprint of the big bed again, then came over and hugged Xiao Ping'an, who still refused to sleep, "Let me do it. Don't you always say that your waist hurts?"
Ding Sha held the child to him and said, "He doesn't seem sleepy yet and wants to play for a while. You can play with him for a while."
"I'm going to take a shower. My hair is going to stink."
Ding Sha took the clean clothes and went to the bathroom. Xiao Jun listened to the sound of dripping water and felt a little absent-minded. Xiao Ping'an lay in his arms, blowing bubbles and looking at him curiously.
Xiao Jun walked around holding the child, with an expression that changed from smiling to unhappy.
His face turned red from time to time.
When Ding Sha came out drying her hair, she saw Xiao Jun standing in front of the window, staring outside in a daze, as if he was thinking hard.
"What's wrong?" Ding Sha asked.
"Nothing... nothing." Xiao Jun was startled by her.
"You're acting weird today," Ding Sha looked at him puzzled.
I can't imagine what kind of luxury car plot Xiao Jun is thinking about right now.
"It's... it's okay." Xiao Jun prevaricated and put Xiao Ping'an down. "It's getting late. It's time to rest."
Ding Sha was also tired after a whole day, and couldn't help yawning a few times. Hearing this, he went back to find the hair dryer, "I'll blow dry my hair and then go to sleep, you go to sleep first."
How could Xiao Jun sleep
After Ding Sha lay down, Xiao Jun was still looking at her with his bright eyes.
"What's wrong with you?" Ding Sha felt that there was something weird about him.
"I... I..." Xiao Jun broke out in a sweat because of his own imagination. He couldn't help but move closer, not knowing whether to tell Ding Sha.
Ding Sha was hit in the face by the strong hormones from him, and she realized his abnormality belatedly.
Ding Sha couldn't help burying his face in the quilt and couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Xiao Jun glared awkwardly between his legs and cursed himself inwardly for being so useless.
He turned over and got out of bed, "I... I'm going to the bathroom, you go to sleep first."
After Ding Sha heard the sound of cloth rubbing, he heard the sound of Xiao Jun walking away hurriedly.
The shower in the bathroom was turned on, and the sound of water drowned out the man's faint breathing. Ding Sha poked his head out from under the quilt with a face that was so red that it seemed like it was about to bleed.
She blinked her eyes, looked at Xiao Ping'an who was still sleeping, and slowly let out a long breath.
When Xiao Jun came back, Ding Sha was already drowsy. She accidentally touched Xiao Jun's cold skin and shuddered.
"Are you cold?" Xiao Jun rubbed his arms and waited until they were no longer cold before hugging Ding Sha. "I will stop feeling cold slowly."
He said it as if taking credit.
Never mention what just happened.
Ding Sha stared at the ceiling intently, and waited until Xiao Jun's breathing was almost steady before he whispered something.
"Not now, wait a minute..."
Xiao Jun woke up all of a sudden. He was as excited as a young boy. His arms were tied tightly. He moved his throat before saying, "Yeah."
Ding Sha calmed down after he said that.
She wanted to live a good life with Xiao Jun.
Ding Sha groped in the quilt to find his hand and interlocked his fingers, "Go to sleep, it's late."
Xiao Jun hummed.
The house returned to silence, with only the occasional babbling of a child in his sleep.
The next morning, both of them got up late and slept until noon. It was rare that little Ping'an didn't cry or make a fuss after waking up. Instead, he played with his hands and looked at his parents beside him.
Ding Sha was sleeping soundly with her head on Xiao Jun's shoulder. Xiao Jun opened his eyes and looked at her for a while, then gently kissed her lips when she opened her eyes.
"I haven't brushed my teeth yet..." Ding Sha muttered in dissatisfaction.
"I didn't stick out my tongue..." Xiao Jun became much bolder and licked his lips and spoke more bluntly.
Ding Sha was stunned for a moment, kicked him, then got up and washed.
Xiao Jun picked up Xiao Ping'an and said, "You are really daddy's good son. You don't change or make trouble. You are so good!"
The quiet and obedient son farted loudly, and the novice dad, with a green face, held his breath while changing his son's diaper.
When Ding Sha came out, he saw Xiao Jun's indescribable expression and couldn't help but laugh.
"This poop is so stinky..." Xiao Jun said half complaining and half jokingly.
Ding Sha ignored him, saying that he was the one who smelled bad and he was also the one who ran very fast every time he changed his diaper.
Men always say one thing and mean another.
Holding the child in her arms, Ding Sha sat on the recliner in front which was covered with a soft blanket. Just as she was about to read a story to Xiao Ping'an, she received a call from Grandma Zhang.
"Grandma Zhang!"
"Hey, hey," Grandma Zhang's voice was still full of energy, "Shasha, I heard you gave birth? How is it?"
"Yes. It's born, on the first day of the new year. It's a boy, and his nickname is Ping'an." Ding Sha was happy when he heard her voice.
"That's great! That's a good name too!" Grandma Zhang was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. "Did you take good care of yourself during the confinement period? How is Xiao Xiao treating you?"
"I'm sitting here, and I'm given a bunch of nourishing confinement meals every day. I'm almost feeling uncomfortable after eating them," Ding Sha said with a smile.
"That's good, that's good. I'm telling you, you can't neglect the confinement period. It's so important! You can't be exposed to the wind, you can't wash your hair or take a bath, and it's best to just stay in bed. Do you hear me?"
Ding Sha, who had just washed his hair and showered last night, said without any guilt, "I know, Grandma Zhang, I will."
After a few more pleasantries, Grandma Zhang hung up the phone.
Ding Sha just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Jun coming over with a large tray.
"Come. Let's eat."
Ding Sha looked at the pile of strange postpartum meals with a unhappy expression and didn't want to eat them.
Xiao Jun served her the food and said, "Eat it."
After looking at her expression, he added, "If you can't finish it, I'll eat it."
As usual, the food that Ding Sha didn't finish, didn't want to eat, and was full after just two bites, all went into Xiao Jun's stomach.
Maybe the confinement meals are really nourishing. Xiao Jun has grown taller and stronger.
Looking at him now, he looks nothing like the skinny boy who looked like a child back then.
Xiao Jun now has broad shoulders and a resolute face. He has become a man who can support his wife and children.
Ding Sha stared at him for a long time, watching him eat anything he wanted without being picky. "I want to eat spicy hot pot!"
"Hmm?" Xiao Jun paused for a rare moment.
"Make me spicy hot pot." Ding Sha glared at him fiercely.
"Okay." Xiao Jun thought about it and agreed.
The soup base of Malatang is boiled in milk for ten minutes, and all the fishy smell of milk is cooked away. Use a small colander to scoop out the residue at the bottom of the pot, and a pot of satisfactory soup base is ready.
Xiao Jun put some of Ding Sha's favorite beef rolls, and then some vegetarian dishes such as mushrooms, bamboo shoots and lotus root slices.
After adding some sesame paste, put the blanched ingredients into a large bowl and add two spoonfuls of soup.
The smell whets the appetite.
Ding Sha couldn't wait to pick up the beef roll, dip it in sesame sauce and put it in his mouth.
With an intoxicated look on his face, "This is the taste!"
In the end, she finished the whole bowl, leaving nothing at the bottom for Xiao Jun.
Xiao Jun teased her a few times, and Ding Sha glared at him in anger.
As fierce as a little kitten.
"By the way, Shasha, do you want to have a cat?"
Author's side note: There is only one update today...
(Friends, I was suddenly assigned an urgent task to be completed before the 25th...
I had a meeting all afternoon... I have to work overtime on Saturday and Sunday... I really want to cry...
The whole office is busy...
There may be only one update per day in the next two days, I will try to update twice for you...
Please comfort me!!!! Work is so tiring...)