Jiang Xiao touched her belly again, with joy on his brows, and uncontrollable tenderness in his slightly drunken eyes.

He squatted down close to her belly.

Wen Xue was tickled by him and said with a smile: "Go and take a bath quickly. The baby doesn't like a father who smells like alcohol."

"We'll be able to meet the little one in two months. I'm really looking forward to it."

"I'm looking forward to it as much as you are."

"I'm going to take a shower first and stay with you later." Jiang Xiao unbuttoned his tie and cuffs.

"Um."

At night, Wen Xue would sit on the bed and tell stories to the child, or sing to him or play the piano for him.

Jiang Xiao had just bought a villa, and after the baby was born, he would take them to live in the villa. It was more spacious, and the main reason was that it was relatively quiet, and it was not suitable for pregnant women to live in an environment that was too noisy.

By the time Jiang Xiao finished taking a bath, Wen Xue had already started telling stories to the baby in her belly.

He tied the belt of his nightgown, lifted the quilt and sat next to her, putting an arm around her shoulder: "What story are you going to tell today?"

"The little fox and the fruit farmer." Wen Xue showed him the fairy tale book in his hand, "How about you tell the story and I'll take a break."

"Okay, lean into my arms and I'll do the talking."

Jiang Xiao told stories very vividly, and sometimes Wen Xue could even listen to them.

Jiang Xiao will also play a little role in the story, adding some of his own creativity or funny jokes, which makes Wen Xue giggle.

The summer night is gentle and the clouds are clear and light.

…

September.

Rong Jincheng happened to be on a mission in Washington.

Wen Xue's biggest wish before her due date was that her family could come over, so Jiang Xiao called Wen's father and mother.

On the day Wen Xue gave birth to her baby, Wen's father and mother arrived at the airport. They and Jiang Xiao waited quietly outside the delivery room.

It was an early autumn morning, the hospital was very quiet, and you could even hear the chirping of birds.

Jiang Xiao put his hands in the pockets of his trousers. His anxious face was full of nervousness and anxiety. He walked back and forth outside the delivery room to hide his anxiety.

Ms. Su rushed over, feeling happy but also nervous. She comforted Jiang Xiao: "It's okay, it's okay, just take a moment, wait a moment."

"It's not... a matter of time. Axue must be in pain. I'm worried about her." Jiang Xiao frowned.

"It hurts to have a baby, but compared with the happiness of becoming a mother, this pain can be tolerated by Xue."

Jiang Xiao still couldn't hide his concern for her.

However, he couldn't bear this sin for Wen Xue.

The light shines on his white shirt, and his figure is elongated.

Ms. Su was also nervous. She was with Tong Yao when she gave birth last time, and now she has to accompany her daughter when she gives birth.

She became both a grandmother and a grandmother this year, and her feelings were truly indescribable.

Father Wen stayed with them.

Jiang Xiao would look at his watch from time to time. It had been an hour.

He is really helpless.

One minute, one second, another hour.

At this time, the door to the delivery room finally opened.

"Congratulations, it's a cute little girl. Mother and daughter are safe." The nurse said to Jiang Xiao with a smile.

Jiang Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really hard on his wife.

Wen Xue was sent to the room by the nurse. She had a natural birth and was so tired that she was sweating profusely, but her heart was beating rapidly when she heard the baby cry.

Jiang Xiao stayed by her side, held her hand tightly, and kissed her hand: "Axue, thank you for your hard work."
Chapter completed!