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Chapter 138 Song Xixi, You'd Better Have a Daughter
Song Xixi half-lyed on the bed, let Xianggua sleep in her arms, and pointed to the little characters in the storybook to her, with a gentle and slow tone: "Today, the godmother told Xianggua a story about the Swan Princess and the Swan Prince..."

Tang Zhihuan sat beside Song Xixi, quietly listening to Song Xixi's story.

After the story was told, the little girl had already calmed down, her eyelids slowly drooping.

Song Xixi gently closed the story book, took the baby bottle from the little girl's hand, and patted her lightly: "Okay, we're done with the story, and the melon is going to sleep, and you can see Princess Swan when you fall asleep." and the Swan Prince..."

Under Song Xixi's pat, Xianggua finally fell asleep.

Song Xixi carefully took the child out of her arms, placed it in the middle of the bed and covered it with a quilt.

Tang Zhihuan looked at her with deep eyes, and said softly: "No wonder she said that the story I told was not good."

Song Xixi hummed, and asked him suspiciously, "How did you say that?"

Tang Zhihuan picked up the storybook, looked at the words on it, and read it out sentence by sentence.

Song Xixi covered her mouth and smiled, worried that she would wake up the muskmelon.

Although it was still early, both of them were a little tired from the crying before Cantaloupe. Tang Zhihuan turned off the light and lay down on the bed carefully, worried that if he accidentally woke up the little girl, he would cry endlessly again .

After being quiet for a while, when Song Xixi was about to fall asleep, she heard Tang Zhihuan whisper: "Tomorrow night, I'll tell a story to the muskmelon."

"what?"

"Practice first, and when we have children in the future, we can tell them stories."

"If Yu Cha knew that you tortured her girl like this, he would definitely scold you."

The man snorted softly, turned his body cautiously, and looked at Song Xixi: "They can just throw the girl to us, and let me practice, what's the matter? Besides, if this little girl didn't come over, we would all be in trouble right now." child."

"..." Song Xixi was a little speechless: "Isn't it only Thursday tomorrow, will you be tired from running back and forth?"

"Not tired, this little girl only lives in our house for three days, right? I can still talk about it twice."

Song Xixi made the quilt for the little girl, a little worried for the little girl, she hummed lightly as a response to Tang Zhihuan.

After sleeping until midnight, Tang Zhihuan suddenly felt icy cold and had difficulty breathing.

He touched it with his hand, and found that the little girl had rolled into his arms, covering his nose with her little hand. Tang Zhihuan wanted to move her to the middle of the bed, but felt that the bed sheet was wet and cool, and the little girl's clothes were also wet. Wet a large piece.

"..." There was a bad feeling.

Tang Zhihuan looked at the light, lifted the quilt, and saw that the gray-black sheets were wet.

Song Xixi was woken up by the glare of the light, and while covering her eyes with her arms, she murmured: "It's so late, what are you doing with the light on..."

"Wake up, melon wets the bed."

"what?"

Song Xixi sat up quickly, rubbed her eyes, saw the small map on the bed sheet, and yawned sleepily.

"Give me the baby, you change the sheets and I'll change the baby's clothes, so don't catch a cold." Song Xixi got out of bed and took clean clothes to change for the melon. Tang Zhihuan's face was a little gloomy, his brows were slightly frowned, obviously lack of sleep.

Song Xixi looked at him with some distress, Tang Zhihuan was still getting up early tomorrow to rush to the laboratory: "Why don't you sleep in the guest room, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Tang Zhihuan went into the bathroom to wash his hands, and put on a brand new sheet.

It was already 10 minutes after finishing all this. The man glanced at her indifferently, lifted the quilt and lay down: "Sleep, let's get used to it in advance."

Song Xixi couldn't help smiling, and lay down again holding the sleeping melon.

After turning off the lights, everything returned to tranquility.

for a long time.

The man said, "Song Xixi, you'd better have a daughter too."

"why?"

"If it was a son, I might beat him up."

(End of this chapter)