After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

Xiong Xiong is really tired of playing.

He put it on the bed and slept very well.

A white and fat little glutinous rice dumpling, sleeping on a black sheet and raising his hands as if surrendering, a little cute and a little silly.

Pei Zhengyang looked at it for a while, then reached out and put the little guy's arms down to cover him in the quilt, then stood up and adjusted the temperature of the thermostatic pot, and placed all the items that the little guy might need at his fingertips.

After finishing this, Pei Zhengyang lay down.

After traveling for three months and taking a twelve-hour flight, he should be very tired, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. He looked sideways at his son who was sleeping quietly beside him, but what he thought of was that he and Qingqing were lying in bed with their son before. A situation caught in the middle.

At that time, I thought the little guy was really annoying, but looking back now, it has become one of the few warm memories of their family of three being together.

With a slight sigh, Pei Zhengyang stretched out his long arm to open the bedside cabinet, pulled out a fat red fox, held it in his arms and closed his eyes forcefully.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, and then he was woken up by pain.

Frowning, he opened his eyes and saw a chubby little fleshy hand pulling his hair, tugging at it. Such a small hand was quite strong.

When he opened his eyes, the little guy's hand was still holding his hair, and his big eyes looked at him curiously.

The father and son stared at each other for a while. Pei Zhengyang looked at the situation for a while and closed his eyes on purpose.

"Yeah... eh... eh..." The next moment, the little guy babbled dissatisfiedly and started pulling his hair again.

Pei Zhengyang opened his eyes again. The little guy stopped moving and continued to look at him with his big eyes.

Looking at Xiong Xiong, who rarely woke up without crying, Pei Zhengyang stretched out his long, sharp fingers and gently poked the little guy's nose, "Are you hungry?"

"Ah ah ah ah..." The little guy was dissatisfied when he saw that he was not moving. His little body twisted around on the bed and spoke bird language that adults did not understand.

Pei Zhengyang looked at the time, took the dishonest little hand off his head, and then stood up to make milk powder.

After a night, the little guy naturally became familiar with Pei Zhengyang. When he saw his father leaving, he crawled to chase his father and almost fell off the bed. Fortunately, Pei Zhengyang reacted quickly and picked up the little guy and looked at it. The dishonest person clamped it directly under his arm, and then awkwardly prepared milk powder.

Last night, Yun Niang put down the things and explained some of Xiong Xiong's recent habits. Pei Zhengyang knew that the little guy was eating more now, 200 milliliters at a time.

Caught between his father's arms, Xiong Xiong opened his eyes curiously, raising his head and lowering his head following Pei Zhengyang's movements, which was extremely cute.

After Pei Zhengyang prepared the milk powder, he put the little man down.

After three months of not seeing each other, the little guy has grown taller and fatter, but is not as clingy as he was six months ago. When Pei Zhengyang was breastfeeding, he even grabbed the bottle to drink.

Pei Zhengyang felt sour in his heart as he looked at it. If Qingqing came back and saw Xiong Xiong like this, would he also be disappointed and sad?

When the little guy was full, Pei Zhengyang clumsily dressed him and carried him out of the room. Yun Niang had been waiting outside.

She worried all night, fearing that Xiong Xiong wouldn't get used to the second young master and would cry, but when Pei Zhengyang came out with Xiong Xiong in his arms, the little guy tilted his head this way and that curiously, and his calves were restless.

Yun Niang hurriedly said, "Second Young Master, Xiong Xiong has grown so big that he must be held upright, not horizontally anymore."

Pei Zhengyang looked at the restless and struggling people in his arms, and picked him upright. Sure enough, the little guy was immediately satisfied, but he turned around and saw Yun Niang immediately stretched out her little hand to beg for a hug.

Yun Niang looked at Pei Zhengyang with some embarrassment.

Pei Zhengyang glanced at Xiong Xiong who was rushing into Yun Niang's arms, and handed the little guy over. At this time, the two old men came up.

"Grandpa...Grandpa..." Xiong Xiong, who had just arrived in Yun Niang's arms, immediately looked at the two old men happily and shouted.

Pei Zhengyang was stunned on the spot and didn't recover for a long time. He seemed to be talking to himself for a while and asked, "Can Xiong Xiong call me grandpa?"

"No, he can pronounce a lot of sounds now." Yun Niang didn't understand what Pei Zhengyang meant for a moment. After speaking, she looked at Xiong Xiong and said, "Ah!"

"Ah." The little guy followed.

"Dad." Yun Niang continued to show Pei Zhengyang.

"Dad, dad..."

"elder brother."

"Coco, cococo..."

The elder brother was not as accurate as his father, but he was still decent. After calling Yun Niang, he said to the little guy, "Clap with your little hands."

The little guy immediately clapped his hands.

"Shake your head to daddy."

The little guy immediately shook his little head from side to side.

Then the little guy performed another skill of beating his grandpa. Pei Zhengyang felt sour in his heart when he saw it. When he left, the little thing couldn't crawl yet and could only hunch forward. The only sound he could make was "baba" , but now he can understand simple instructions and can call me grandpa and brother, but...

After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Can he... call me mom?"

Pei Zhengyang's words made the surrounding area suddenly quiet.

The little guy seemed to feel the sudden change in the surrounding atmosphere and tilted his head to look at Pei Zhengyang.

Pei Zhengyang tried his best to make his voice sound normal, "Xiong Xiong, call me mommy?"

Xiong Xiong's bright black eyes were exactly the same as Xia Qing's. At this moment, he looked at Pei Zhengyang curiously, but did not call his mother.

Pei Zhengyang couldn't help but get anxious when he saw the voice, "Xiong Xiong, call me mom? Mom... mom..."

But the little guy still didn't make a sound, just staring at Pei Zhengyang's mouth.

Seeing his grandson like this, Pei Jian'an's eyes turned red and he looked away. Xia Cangyin also felt uncomfortable.

Yun Niang had tears in her eyes, but she didn't want to lose her composure and kept holding them back.

But Pei Zhengyang seemed to be possessed, watching his son continue to teach, as if he was determined to teach Xiong Xiong, "Mom, mom... Xiong Xiong calls mom..."

This little kid didn't know how to call mother when Qingqing was around. Now that she's not at home, he doesn't believe that the little thing can't even call her mother!

But the more anxious Pei Zhengyang became, the less Xiong Xiong stopped shouting. Instead, he couldn't help crying because of his increasingly irritable look.

Xia Cangyin stared at Pei Zhengyang with red eyes, "Why are you arguing with a child? What can he understand at such an old age?"

Only then did Pei Zhengyang wake up. Looking at his tearful son, he took a deep breath and whispered, "I'm sorry Xiong Xiong, it's dad's fault."

After he said this, the eyes of several old people turned red.

At this time, Pei Hao woke up and walked out with a chicken coop on his head, "Grandpa, what are you doing here so early in the morning?"

After saying that, he saw Xiong Xiong crying and hurriedly came forward, "Hey, my little baby, let uncle hold me."

Yun Niang hurriedly handed Xiong Xiong to Pei Hao, then turned and walked towards the room, tears falling down before she even entered.

Pei Hao was a generous person, so he hugged the little guy and put it on the ground, "Come on, crawl one for uncle, and uncle will give it to the baby."

After speaking, he showed off a sugar-free cookie.

When the little guy saw it, he stretched out his little hand to grab it, but Pei Hao dodged away. Little did he know that the little guy was in a hurry, "Hey, hey, hey... hey..."

Pei Zheng raised his hand, froze, and slowly looked at his son.