Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Yuanyuan stuck out his tongue naughtily, his small hands grasping He Xiyan’s clothes from time to time .
He seemed to understand what his mother said, staring at Hexi Yan with his big eyes.
He Xiyan kept fixing her eyes on at her child.
This pair of mother and son then looked at each other like this.
“Mom…” Yuanyuan called again. Only quiet for a while, he began to be naughty again, a pair of feet constantly kicking, like a small monkey.
He Xiyan gave a light laugh. She held Yuanyuan’s hand, which was so small that only looked a little big in her hand.
The big hand held the small hand. A familiar warmth passed between mother and son.
He Xiyan put another hand on her slightly bulged abdomen, where there was another baby.
“Yuanyuan, you’re going to be brother, do you know?”
He Xiyan looked at Yuanyuan, then at her belly.
In fact, she knew that when her baby was born, people in the castle would obviously love her little princess more, and that her parents-in-law, even Ye Hao, would not attach much importance to Yuanyuan.
Although she didn’t want that to happen, yet she knew that it was inevitable once that day came. She could almost foresee that she would be the only one who loved Yuanyuan.
If such a day did come, she thought, she would spare more love to Yuanyuan so that he could grow happily.
At the door, Menglin came with a bowl of millet porridge, which was still steaming as if it was just cooked.
“Madam, I’ll put the porridge here. It’s a little hot.”
He Xiyan said thanks to her lightly.
Then she scooped a small spoonful of porridge.
As soon as Yuanyuan saw it, he became extremely excited. He immediately climbed down from the sofa and stood in front of He Xiyan. Opening his mouth, he acted as if he wanted to have it right away.
He Xiyan put porridge near her mouth and blew it cool a little, then carefully fed it to Yuanyuan.
Yuanyuan took a bite, and soon opened his mouth again.
He was indeed a little foodie. He grew fast and ate a lot. Instead of being picky about food, he would like to eat everything.
He Xiyan fed him one mouthful after another. Seeing that Yuanyuan was so lovely when eating, she couldn’t help taking a picture with her cell phone.
In this photo, Yuanyuan was jade white and tender, his mouth filled with food, looking very cute and lovely.
He Xiyan often dreamed of sharing babies’ cute photos in Wechat moments like other mothers. However, she dared not do so.
“Yuanyuan, are you full?” Looking at the empty bowl with no more porridge, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Yuanyuan who seemingly wanted to eat more.
Yuanyuan seemed to understand her. He shook his head gently and opened his mouth again.
He wanted to eat more.
He Xiyan put the bowl aside and patted the child a little on the face, laughing.
“You can’t eat anymore. Otherwise, you’ll become a little fat baby. Look at you, how fat you are!” After saying that, she pinched his small face again.
It seemed that Yuanyuan still did not want to give up. He patted his belly, then turned around carefully with the support of the sofa. Looking at the bowl, until he saw that there was really nothing left, he then pouted his mouth with grief, looking very unhappy.
“Mom…” Yuanyuan buried his small face in He Xiyan’s legs, rubbing vigorously. No one knew whether he was unhappy or simply coquetting.
He Xiyan gently patted the child on the back.
“Good boy, eat again in the afternoon, will you?” In the afternoon, she would cook some supplementary food for Yuanyuan in the kitchen. After all, he could not drink milk all the time.