When Huo Muchen came back, Song Ci was lying on the bedside playing with the quilt.

Seeing him push open the door, his eyes suddenly lit up, brighter than the little sun, "You're back! Grandpa just brought Xiao Suiyu over. Grandpa told me that Xiao Ming wanted us to get up."

Huo Muchen came over, raised his hand, and touched her little head, "Did grandpa tell you his name?"

"Say, my name is Jing Suiyu, it's a really nice name." Song Ci smiled when he mentioned the name. It was curved like a crescent moon, curved and beautiful, "Then what name should we give to little Suiyu?"

"You decide." Huo Muchen was gentle and calm, with overflowing favor from his handsome brows.

The slender white joints gently caressed her face, "I like whatever name my little Ci has."

Song Ci's delicate eyebrows were slightly arched into a beautiful arc. She struggled for a long time and couldn't think of a good name. "I really can't think of it, and I don't know what name Xiao Suiyu likes."

"His opinion is not important, yours is the most important." Huo Muchen spoke straightforwardly, without taking Jing Suiyu into consideration at all, and his eyes were full of natural doting.

Jing Suiyu:……

Thank you!

Song Ci was so coaxed that two bubbles came out of his nose, and he completely forgot whether Jing Suiyu liked it or not, "Then let's call it ice cream."

Huo Muchen's handsome face was filled with soft light. The tough man gave all his little tenderness to Song Ci, and then quietly looked at Song Ci thinking about the name.

Song Ci suddenly raised his head and looked at Huo Muchen, whose dark eyes were filled with doting and love, like a spark that could start a prairie fire.

She couldn't help but push herself into Huo Muchen's arms, pull his big hand over, put it on her soft little face, and rub it gently like a little kitten, "Huo Muchen, how about...

You can also call it Xiao Ran."

"Why do you suddenly want to call me this name?"

"Because you chose the name randomly. You are also the father of the child. I like this name too." Song Ci came back to his senses and looked at Huo Muchen's godlike face, "Let's call him Xiao Ran. We will wait for him later."

If you have another baby, call it Little Ice Cream."

"Why is it still there?"

Huo Muchen frowned slightly, not wanting Song Ci to bear the pain of giving birth again.

Song Ci tilted his head and thought for a while, then muttered: "There are two in the Tang family. This is a tradition."

"Traditions can be broken. As long as you stay by my side, any tradition can be broken." Huo Muchen patted her head, "Don't think too much, I will take you home later."

"Will the little one come home with us?" Song Ci was quite excited about the sudden appearance of the little cute baby. He raised his head and looked at Huo Muchen with bright eyes, "I have seen someone in a TV series before.

If you crash into the basket and lift the basket, you can take the person away, can we carry it like this too?"

"Okay, but if you pick it up and carry it, Renrenjing won't be able to bear it." Huo Muchen's mind had automatically figured out that Song Ci would pick up the cradle and play with it back and forth, even if Huo Muchen didn't have an overly deep understanding of Renrenjing.

Love him, but he must also be protected to grow up safely. At least there must be someone to make money to support Xiao Ci.

Huo Muchen thought very far away. If one day he left Xiao Ci first and Xiao Ci was still alive, Qi Renjing would be responsible for making money for Xiao Ci and let her spend money.

Song Ci tilted his head and looked at Huo Muchen. After the ups and downs, his eyes were still confused and clear.

Huo Muchen rubbed the lanugo hair that stood up on her head and said, "Let's go home."

"Okay, let's go home."

Song Ci looked over carefully, his eyebrows curled up in a smile.

When Song Ci came to the hospital, it was quite unexpected, and the delivery went smoothly, so he didn't prepare anything when he came and went, so he packed up quickly when he went home.

When he left the hospital, Bu Yan ran out with tears in his eyes and waved a small handkerchief at Song Ci who was sitting in the back seat of the car, "Sister-in-law, you must come and visit me often in a month. If you don't come back,

Rabbit and I will be very lonely, and Rabbit will miss you too."

When Song Ci heard Bu Yan's request, he picked up the rabbit pendant on his phone and shook it at Buyan, "Bu Yan, I will be back. Tell Rabbit that I will come back to see her. I will."

Seeing how sad they were shouting from a distance, Huo Muchen got off the car from the other side and strode over. He picked up Kai Yan's collar with one hand and didn't put him down until he was next to Song Ci's car door. He said in a deep voice: "No need to shout, no.

We won’t see each other for the rest of our lives.”

Bu Yan and Song Ci suddenly showed embarrassment on their faces.

Bu Yan scratched his head in embarrassment, suddenly saw something, and said in surprise: "Third sister-in-law, did Rabbit make this for you? I don't even know when she will go to find you!"

"You don't need to know, you just need to know that you and Rabbit will have a bright future, and I will personally attend your wedding." Song Ci wished sincerely, with a smile with curved eyebrows and eyes, which were more curved than a crescent moon, and his pupils were brighter than a crescent moon.

Even more clear.

Bu Yan immediately felt at ease.

He raised his head and looked at Huo Muchen, "Third brother, this time, I can really be independent."

Huo Muchen looked at her with disdain and disdain, "Then when you get married, just don't cry until you cry."

Step words: "..."

The slightly touching atmosphere was broken in an instant.

After finally reminiscing about old times and leaving, Song Ci looked in the rearview mirror and saw He Yan, who never appeared in the crowd, standing in the crowd wearing a starched little black dress, watching them leave.

Song Ci turned his head and looked at Xiao Suiyu sleeping in the cradle, with a sweet smile on his lips.

No matter what, it must be perfect.

turn out to be.

Half an hour ago, Song Ci was packing his things and preparing to leave the hospital. When he returned to the villa for confinement, there was a gentle knock on the door. The person outside was afraid that the person inside would be scared, so he spoke specifically, his voice a little hoarse,

It’s not a good one, but it’s still a girl’s voice: “What am I saying.”

She introduced herself very stiffly, and even if she tried to imitate her, she might not be able to imitate her.

Song Ci was not like other pregnant women who couldn't get out of bed after giving birth. She walked as fast as flying after giving birth. She easily got out of bed and opened the door for He Yan, who happily welcomed He Yan in.

"Rabbit, come in and sit down."

He Yan poked his head in and took a look, and found that there was no one else. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Huo Muchen isn't here."

"Why are you afraid of him when he's not here?"

"He doesn't like me coming near you."

"Why?" Song Ci took out all the delicious food to entertain He Yan, just like inviting children into his home to play. "What did he say to you?"

He Yan shook his head, "I didn't say anything."

Song Ci's lips curved, "That's good. Why did you come to me?"

He Yan handed over the rabbit pendant hidden behind his back, "You are leaving. I can't see you anymore. I'll give you this."

Song Ci took the rabbit pendant and his eyes lit up, brighter than obsidian, "It's really beautiful. Rabbit, your hands are so skillful."

He Yan's cheeks turned slightly red.

I'm fine with my cold.
Chapter completed!