My Wife is My Life!-Novel

Mom and Dad’s Daily Life (Part 2)

Ji Qingqing was still conscious. She quickly searched for Lu Lixing around with her eyes.

Lu Lixing stepped forward, entered her sight, clasped her hand tightly, and whispered, “Thank you for your hard work.”

Ji Qingqing’s felt as if her body was washed with water, feeling wet and sticky. She was pale and tired, yet she forced a smile. “Where’s the child?”

“The child has already been sent to the monitoring room. Rest well first, then you’ll see the child when you wake up.”

She finally felt at ease.

The five-hour struggle had tired her out, yet she tried to come out of the delivery room with a strong spirit. When Lu Lixing said this, exhaustion hit her like a tidal wave. She gave up resisting, closed her eyes, and let herself fall asleep.

When she woke up again, the sky was heavy and it was already dark outside.

After a long night’s sleep, Ji Qingqing felt that she was aching softly all over, left with no energy at all.

Turning her head to the side, she saw Lu Lixing by the bed. When he saw that she was awake, he quickly asked, “Are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

Unlike the sweaty and sticky feeling she felt before she went to bed, her whole body felt refreshed after waking up. Obviously, she had been carefully cleaned up.

She weakly said, “I’m a little hungry.”

Giving birth to a child directly took away all of her strength.

While Lu Lixing carefully helped her sit up and lean on the headboard, Ji Qingqing furrowed her brow and let out a hiss.

“What’s the matter?”

Ji Qingqing frowned deeply. “I’m fine, my body just hurts a little.”

Lu Lixing pressed the emergency button at the head of the bed. A nurse came in after a while and gave Ji Qingqing a pain relief injection.

“Aunt Pei made this for you.” Lu Lixing put the food box on a bed tray in front of her. Ji Qingqing lay on the headboard and stared at the ceiling blankly. She sighed as she stiffly rested her head.

Lu Lixing stroked Ji Qingqing on the top of her head and whispered, “Thank you for your hard work.”

Ji Qingqing smiled softly. “Fortunately, it’s all over. What about the little guy?”

“In the custody room. If you want to see him, I’ll let Aunt Pei bring him over.” After that, Lixing got up and went out. It didn’t take long for Aunt Pei to come in with the child in her arms.

“Qingqing, are you awake? Is your body that uncomfortable?”

“The nurse gave me an analgesic injection just now. I’m a lot better now.” She said this, but her eyes kept looking into Aunt Pei’s arms.

Aunt Pei smiled as she hugged the child and handed the baby over to her. “It’s a boy, five and a half pounds. Do you want to hold him?”

The child was very well-behaved. He was still asleep when he was picked up by Aunt Pei. Only his small mouth moved slightly as he sucked his thumb.

Ji Qingqing didn’t dare to pick him up carelessly. It was her first time as a mother and she didn’t even know how to hold the child. She held him awkwardly, not daring to make other movements.

The white and tender mass was lying in her arms, looking small and frail, but this little one was born out of her desperate efforts.

Ji Qingqing touched him with her hand and melted into a puddle. The baby’s face was soft and smooth, and the fine fluffs on his cheeks could be seen.

This was the child she just gave birth to, her most precious baby.

Ji Qingqing burst into tears right then and there.

But she resisted crying loudly as she feared the child would wake up. With tears in his eyes, she laughed exasperatedly. “Little bastard…”

It might have been due to the telepathic connection between a mother and son, but when she touched the little guy, he tilted his head and moved in an instant, seeking her touch. It looked as if he was about to wake up in the next second. But in the end, he didn’t open his eyes.

A small hand formed into a fist reached out from his swaddling clothes. Ji Qingqing stretched out a finger and the little guy accurately caught her finger quickly.

Don’t underestimate him for being small. Within his small frame hid a very strong grip. Yet, his hands were soft and small, making people reluctant to let go of him.

“Where’s Grandpa?”

Lu Lixing said, “Grandpa is resting next door.”

The old gentleman had a great-grandson for the first time, so he tirelessly looked after the baby. But after holding on for a few hours, his body finally couldn’t stand the toll. So, he went to the room next door to take a break.

“Young master, you haven’t held the child yet, right?”

Ji Qingqing raised his head and looked at him in astonishment, “You haven’t held him yet?”

Lu Lixing was silent.

“Come, come. You’re his dad, give him a hug.”

Ji Qingqing took her fingers out of the little guy’s hand and handed him to Lu Lixing.

Suddenly faced with the little guy, Lu Lixing had a moment of panic. But he hid it well, and gently cradled the child with his awkward arms.

The little guy was held in the palm of his hand, yet he couldn’t even feel the slightest weight in his arms. He carefully looked at the soft face of his child.

For some reason, his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably. A very strange feeling surged in his heart, one that couldn’t be put into words. The stiff look in his eyes gradually became gentle.

He looked at this newborn child tenderly. It was his child, born from his own blood and flesh.

Lu Lixing suddenly laughed.

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