Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me Chapter 1920: Extra (7)

Xia Siyu did not believe in "home" for a long time.

Not only does she not believe in home, but she also doesn't believe much in "love". Because of her own experience, it is useless to have feelings. In the end, feelings will still be no match for the beatings of reality. In the end, they will only become a pair of resentful couples, and they will also drag down the children.

So her attitude towards life is to go with the flow, as long as the mother is happy, and she doesn't think about stability and safety, nor about family and future generations.

However, seeing Bo Yan holding her hand and sleeping beside him, the child was resting beside him, and there was a faint smell of milk, it seemed, it wasn't as fast as she thought.

She was still a little tired and didn't have the strength to get up, so she had to squeeze his hand with her fingers. With this grip, Bo Yan woke up.

Then the baby cried.

The warm moment has not been half a minute, and I was instantly surrounded by the magical sound of the child's cry.

So what kind of warm moment is life? It's impossible to imagine a winner in life without firewood, rice, oil and salt like in the novel.

However, it hadn't been long before the chickens and dogs danced. Soon Bo Yan got up and quickly patted the child. First, check whether the small diaper was overloaded, then check the time and feed him. Breastfeeding is also specially placed in the bottle warmer, and the milk powder has been prepared. Hold it sideways, support the child's small head with the elbow, and then put the pacifier in the mouth. Sure enough, with the pacifier in his mouth, the little guy still hummed twice, but the tut tut sound of sucking milk was louder. Bo Yan held the palm of the child's **** and patted it softly.

As soon as Xia Siyu saw him like this: "Is it a girl?"

Bo Yan nodded with a smile, really. Xia Siyu hummed twice, and she knew that if it was a raw melon egg, maybe he would not be so gentle at this time. Of course, she didn't actually believe the words "the daughter is the lover of her father's previous life". A daughter is a daughter, what kind of lover? If this is true, can it be said that every mother in her previous life had a husband like your son?

However, she was still very emotional: "Show me."

Bo Yan nodded, approached cautiously, put the bottle aside, shook Xia Siyu's bed, and then handed the child to her. Xia Siyu glanced at it, the baby's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and her face was wrinkled. She couldn't help but say, "It's so ugly."

I don't know if it was because of her rant, or because the baby's baby bottle was gone, or because she was in the arms of a "stranger", broke her defense instantly, and cried loudly. Although the little guy was wrapped in clothes, she could still see the little fist she was clenching hard.

The magic sound pierced her ears, and Xia Siyu was even more impatient when she heard it, and Bo Yan hurriedly brought the child back and stuffed her with a feeding bottle. But the little guy was quite arrogant, and he would cry if he refused to eat it.

Xia Siyu saw it and smiled: "This guy has my style."

How is it possible that my mother can be easily coaxed by you with a bottle? You stole it when I was about to breastfeed, and you only coaxed me now, it's too late.

Bo Yan had no choice but to hold the child upright, resting her little head on his shoulder, and coaxing her while patting her: "Be good, stop crying."

"And your demeanor, are you such a mother?" It was Xia Youbiao outside who woke up and pushed the door in. He glanced at Xia Siyu, and looked at the little guy lovingly: "Quick, let Grandpa hug."

Bo Yan carefully handed the child over. This time, maybe he met a stranger, maybe because Ao Jiao, who just stopped drinking her milk, has not been coaxed, the child pouted and cried even more out loud.

Xia Youbiao angrily returned the child to Bo Yan, Xia Siyu also mocked his father: "You still talk about me, look, you can't hold it yourself."

Xia Youbiao didn't care about this ridicule with Xia Siyu, he just sighed a little: "When you were born, you were so small. It was only a little bit. Holding me in my arms, it was small, soft, and white, it was like A piece of soft tofu, it seems to be broken when you sip it. I remember very clearly, at that time, you were afraid that your mother would catch a cold from sweating too much, so she tied a red turban on her head. She just hugged you like this, and just leaned against the head of the bed like this. , and then I sat next to her. The sun just fell on her and you, and then you laughed, and she laughed. I thought at the time, it was really good."

I don't know if it's because he told the story well, or because his voice is very nice. Anyway, the little guy who was crying just now stopped crying, there are still tears in his eyes, and his big round eyes are dripping. Spin around. Although the newly born baby can't see clearly, it doesn't prevent this guy's eyes from being very flexible, just like her mother's hair.

Xia Youbiao asked: "What's her name? Did you name her again?"

Xia Siyu looks like an uncle: "I don't know the name, you ask Bo Yan. But one thing, this child has to be my surname."

She has already said that she wants her to have a child, right? Yes, the child must have her last name. If you don't have her surname, you can get a divorce. If the divorced baby belongs to her, she will still use her surname. He keeps saying that he loves me, and even the child born by my mother can't have her surname, love it.

Xia Youbiao was a little surprised. He didn't expect the child to be named Xia instead of Bo. Bo Yan thought for a while: "I was thinking of a few names, if the child's surname is Xia..."

"Wait." Xia Siyu interrupted him again, and Xia Youbiao hurriedly answered: "Yes, in fact... it doesn't matter who you are with, as long as you can raise your child together." I didn't really care, after all, Xia Ju'an was there.

Xia Siyu looked at Xia Youbiao with a surprised look on her face, but she didn't expect her father to come out and drag her back. She hesitated: "This child should be surnamed Wen."

Xia Youbiao was stunned again.

Xia Siyu looked calm: "If this is a boy, it doesn't matter, but she is a girl, and she must be surnamed Wen anyway. I didn't continue dancing, and despite my mother's dissuasion, I plunged into the entertainment industry, very I'm sorry my mom. Although I can't force this kid to learn dancing, I can let her try it. If she's really not that material, or doesn't like this direction, just let her go."

Xia Youbiao really didn't expect this to happen. For a while, he seemed to have been hit with a stick in his head, and he was dazed. But he was still a little sensible. He turned his head and glanced at Bo Yan. Bo Yan just smiled and patted the child's back lightly: "Then I'll think about the name."

If the Bo family still had some affection for him, maybe he would object. But now, he didn't hesitate in the slightest. It's okay to be named after anyone, and it's not a big deal if it's your grandmother's last name.

A never-before-seen feeling hits my heart, perhaps a surprise, a sigh, and self-blame. For a long time, Xia Youbiao nodded: "Okay, okay, really good." At the last few words, He was already crying.