Chapter 1242: Chapter 1242: Gripping the Heart Like a Demon
“Ning Yanan, you’re the godmother yet you want Tingye to call uncle? Then whom do you want him to call godfather? Mo Xiyan?”
“…”
Ning Yanan frowned, disliking his aggressive approach.
Their issues always had to involve Mo Xiyan.
As if not having sothing happen with Mo Xiyan ant she was letting him down.
“If you want Tingye to call uncle, that’s fine, but first you have to let him start calling you aunt. Otherwise, no deal, this godfather role is mine!”
“Suit yourself.”
Ning Yanan didn’t think there was anything about this topic worth arguing over, and after playing with Tingye for a while, she looked at the well-behaved little guy in her arms and felt a stir in her heart.
If their child were still here, would he have been as cute as little Tingye after being born?
Every ti she thought about this, Ning Yanan felt an unspeakable sourness in her heart.
“If you’re willing, we could have another child, even two or three doesn’t matter, Yaya, our baby in heaven would also want mom and dad to be together happily.”
Jiang Jinchen saw her lonely expression, wrapped his arms around her from behind, and rested his chin on the top of her head.
His soft murmurs were like a kind of hypnosis.
Ning Yanan almost got lost in it.
She wavered for a mont, then promptly pushed him away.
Fleeing from the bedside, she stood up and walked out, holding Tingye.
Planning to hand the child over to the maternity matron, then leave.
She feared that spending more ti alone with Jiang Jinchen would soften her heart, or even cause her to waver.
When you truly love a man, every move he makes grips your heart like a demon.
She couldn’t stand his gentle tone and pleas.
“Yaya!”
Just as Ning Yanan reached the door, she bumped into Qin Youxuan, who had just stepped out of the bedroom intending to go to the nursery.
“Achoo—”
Qin Youxuan sneezed violently and, seeing little Tingye in Ning Yanan’s arms, quickly covered her nose with her hand and turned away.
“My cold seems to be getting worse, it’s better if all of you stay away from , I don’t want to infect you.”
“Let see.”
Dan Hanjie cupped her face, looking at her reddened eyes and little red nose, and with a heart full of pity, pulled her into his embrace.
“I’ll have soone notify Diwu Zexuan.”
Qin Youxuan’s physique was poor, and the dicine prescribed by general doctors usually had no significant effect.
She had slept but her spirit didn’t improve; instead, she felt even more tired.
“Forget about it, it’s just a little cold. Having that quack run around for this seems much, and I’m afraid he’d take advantage of the situation to keep in bed longer.”
Qin Youxuan clung to Dan Hanjie’s arm, cooing softly.
Dan Hanjie’s eyes flickered as he wrapped his arms tighter around her, but he didn’t speak.
Ning Yanan quickly handed the child over to the maternity matron and had just stepped forward.
“How did you catch a cold all of a sudden?”
“I don’t know, the doctor said I’m just too tired.” Hearing Ning Yanan’s voice, Qin Youxuan poked her head out from Dan Hanjie’s embrace and pulled Ning Yanan downstairs with her.
She sank into the living room’s sofa and grabbed a cushion to hold in her arms.
“Why did you suddenly leave early yesterday? You just left a text ssage, I called you later, wanting to invite you over for dinner, but no one picked up the phone. Who were you with, so guy?”
Qin Youxuan eyed Ning Yanan with a teasing voice.
“Sothing ca up suddenly,” Ning Yanan said, her eyes flickering with a subconscious guilt.
“You should be asking where she was, we were together yesterday,” Jiang Jinchen said as he walked down the stairs, seeing Ning Yanan’s guilty look and openly admitting it.
“When did you get here?”
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