Pastel Colours - Chapter 44

Called 120.

At four o’clock in the afternoon, Bubu Kindergarten finished school, and said goodbye to Lily of the valley, and then was taken to the hospital by her replacement father, Zhan Yuwen.

Song Xiaoran was crying in the delivery room.

“It sounds so painful.” Bubu sat outside, holding his heart, with a very worried expression, “How long will my brother be in pain before my brother will come out?”

Zhan Yuwen didn’t have a true letter, so he had to say, “It’s okay. Your father is with him. He must be out soon.”

At this moment, Mr. He, who was accompanying the child, was bruised and swollen.

Song Xiaoran’s abdominal muscles were gone, his strength was still there, and the terrible force when he was in pain forced him up, straightened up his waist, tensed his legs, and firmly grasped Mr. He’s arm to vent his anger. Mr. He gasped, feeling that, compared with this, the pain before Song Xiaoran scratched his back during **** was almost like itching.

Fortunately, Chung Xiaoran is young and healthy, full of energy, and afraid of pain, but he listens to the midwife’s words, so he can use force whenever he wants to. Less than half an hour after entering the delivery room, Mini Boob was born smoothly.

The moment he heard the baby crying, Mr. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He leaned down, took up Song Xiaoran’s face, kissed his sweaty forehead and lips for a while, and said lovingly, “Thank you.”

Song Xiaoran panted: “No, I’m exhausted.”

Mr. He: “…”

Bubu finally got what he wanted and got a cute little follower.

The little attendant is really a little attendant, small, soft, and can’t walk until six months, let alone running or catching cats. He would only crawl and crawl behind Bobo, as slow as a tortoise.

Budou was wagging his tail, taking light and small steps, and slid to pass.

“Woo…”

Mini Boob fell at the back, crying because of grievance.

Bubu quickly played his brother’s duties, took Budou back to his place, and ordered it: “No overtaking, be polite!”

The cat curled his beard and lay on the ground proudly.

The mini Boob smiled with tears, and continued to crawl forward slowly, across one floor, another floor, another floor, rubbing against the floor, and arched into Bobo’s arms with a strong milk fragrance .

On the sofa a few feet away from them, Song Xiaoran was also nestled in Mr. He’s arms, hugging his waist, sleeping peacefully and sweetly.

【Fanwai·The Sixth】Day∞

Many more days passed, many autumn and winter and spring and summer.

Today is the first few days that Songran and Mr. He met, and how many years did they get married?

No one can tell.

But this is not important, because every day in the past or in the future, Songran lives perfectly with his Mr. He and Xiao Bubu.