Chapter 298 - Wifey, Wait For Me To Return (1/2)
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Lu Shaoming placed Little Young Master Lu, who was fast asleep, beside Ning Qing, then covered them with a blanket. After that, he lay down by Ning Qing’s side.
He stretched out his hand to tease Little Young Master Lu’s small face and lowered his gaze to look at the little girl who was fast asleep in his embrace. One of his elbows was placed vertically on Ning Qing’s waist, and he closed his eyes.
Song Yajing looked at the family of three squeezed together sleeping on the cramped hospital bed. Satisfaction shone in her eyes. She stretched out her hand to switch off the lights and only left a small yellow lamp on.
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The next morning
Ning Qing felt a small thing moving around in her embrace, and she slowly opened her eyes.
She lowered her eyes to look; Little Young Master Lu was awake. He opened his eyes. Little Young Master Lu’s eyes were big and bright, just like black grapes. They were now turning around in circles, and his two tiny hands were trying to escape the mustard yellow blanket, flailing around in the air.
Ning Qing immediately broke out into a smile, and she rolled up the sleeves of Little Young Master Lu’s s.h.i.+rt, exposing his small yet chubby hands.
“Hi, Little Young Master Lu, are you awake now?” Ning Qing held onto his small hand, placed it by her lips, and kissed it. It was so fragrant — the milky scent of a new-born baby.
Little Young Master Lu did not know what Mama was talking about. When his big eyes found Mama: “Yiyiyaya,” he was calling out to her merrily.
Ning Qing’s eyes were full of gentleness.
At this moment, her waist tightened and the man behind her was awake.
It was only now that Ning Qing realized that the man had been sleeping behind her. His large palm was on her now-flat abdomen. He was protecting them and cheris.h.i.+ng all of the hards.h.i.+ps that she had gone through through.
The hospital bed was not big. The family of three were squeezed together with him pressed tightly against her. His embrace was really warm. Being held by him, she could pick up his masculine scent.
He kissed her small face and said, “You are awake!”
The man’s voice was a little hoa.r.s.e as he had just awoken, and when Ning Qing heard it, she thought it was absolutely s.e.xy.
“I am.” Ning Qing’s small face was slightly red.
Lu Shaoming supported her head with his elbow. He straightened his body slightly, and a little bit of the morning sun shone into the room, illuminating the girl’s small face that was white with red peaking through it. Upon further inspection, the girl looked different from usual, probably because she was now a mother. Her delicate features were gentle, and would make others’ hearts melt.
Ning Qing’s small hand was still holding onto Little Young Master Lu’s tiny hand. Lu Shaoming stretched out his hand to take both mother and son’s hands into his palm, and he bent by her ear to softly whisper, “Wifey, the Little Young Master Lu you’ve given birth to for me is really beautiful. I like him very much.”
Ning Qing’s heart felt like it had been smothered with a layer of honey, and she smiled sweetly.
Little Young Master Lu was still playing around happily. Based on his instinct, he had a sniff of where his mother was smelling fragrant. His small head planted itself directly on Ning Qing’s chest, and he started nudging her.
Ning Qing felt itchy and gurgled in laughter.
Lu Shaoming frowned and used one finger to tease Little Young Master Lu’s pitiful chin, then pushed him further away. With a serious tone, he said, “Little Young Master Lu, be a little more proper. Where are you nudging? That is Daddy’s place.”
Ning Qing looked at him immediately. As she glanced at him, she was obviously displeased. “What are you talking about?”
He was a father now, yet he was still so improper!
Lu Shaoming gently looked at her and knitted his handsome eyebrows. “Could it be not the case?”
Ning Qing had nothing to say, so she hit him.
Lu Shaoming allowed her to hit him, and he looked at her with pa.s.sionately hot eyes.
Ning Qing could not take his gaze. As she sat there without a clue of how to respond, Yue Wanqing’s voice rang out from outside the door.
“Mum is here, quick go away.” Ning Qing took the opportunity to push him away.
Lu Shaoming did not fool around. He got off of the bed slowly and straightened his posture.
Yue Wanqing walked inside and said, “Qingqing, you are awake! Shaoming, you have been here throughout the night. Go home to have shower and change into a new set of clothes before coming back. I will be here to accompany Qingqing.”
“Okay.” Lu Shaoming nodded his head, and he looked at Ning Qing who was on the bed. “I’ll go clean up.”
“Okay.” Ning Qing nodded her head.
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When Lu Shaoming returned, it was already the mid-afternoon. He stood by the door to have a look. Yue Wanqing was holding Little Young Master Lu and playing with him, and the confinement nanny was serving the types of vegetables, some soup, and some fruit as a confinement meal.
He walked inside and said, “Mum, I will carry Little Young Master Lu.”
“Sure.” Yue Wanqing pa.s.sed Little Young Master Lu, who was in her embrace, over to Lu Shaoming. Her son-in-law seemed to like children. “Qingqing fed Little Young Master Lu with milk just now. Little Young Master Lu is full. You carry him horizontally, and help burp him by patting his back,” she told him softly.
She had fed him milk?
Lu Shaoming carried Little Young Master Lu took a glance at Ning Qing.
As Ning Qing was taking spoonfuls of soup, she felt his gaze, so she directly channelled her gaze downwards and did not bother about him.
Yue Wanqing and the confinement nanny exited the room and left some s.p.a.ce for the family of three.
Ning Qing was eating her meal. She lifted her gaze to look at the man. He was carrying Little Young Master Lu in his arms. The soft, tiny body was perched on his father’s handsome shoulder, and the man’s large broad palm was patting Little Young Master Lu’s back. He controlled his strength well, and Little Young Master Lu let his head down and fell asleep.
He had changed into a new set of clothes. He was wearing a clean white s.h.i.+rt and black trousers. When he had first entered the room, he draped his back suit jacket over the back of the chair.
After a bath, his fatigue was washed away, and his entire being was young and handsome again.
Ning Qing lowered her gaze to eat her meal. Lu Shaoming saw that Little Young Master Lu was asleep, and he placed him in the baby cot.
He placed one hand into his pocket while he sat beside Ning Qing and softly asked, “Does it still hurt?”
The confinement nanny had just told her that Little Young Master Lu cried endlessly last night. He did not bear to wake her up, and he fed Little Young Master Lu using formula powder.
The confinement nanny still teased her, saying that she had never seen such a man who would love his wife more than his own son.