"Uncle... that... why are you here?"

The scene was more or less embarrassing. After all, the hurdle in Lin Zikui's heart had not been crossed. In addition, Ji Guokang had not been stalked before. She thought this matter could be turned over. Everyone will not mention her in the future. Let it go, but I didn't expect Ji Guokang to be here today.

Some words are sluggish, she doesn't know what to call her.

Ji Guokang was full of desire and hope, full of sincerity, Lin Zikui naturally knew what that meant.

Standing up, Lin Zikui said leisurely after covering Fang Yiai's quilt.

"The baby was taken out to breathe...no..."

"I was carried by my father. He is reluctant to let go every day. If you want to see me, call him."

Smiling like a flower, even lying on a hospital bed, without gorgeous clothes, gorgeous decorations, and exquisite makeup, it is still difficult to conceal the natural and elegant temperament and the beauty of the country.

As a middle-aged handsome uncle with experience and life, Ji Guokang is rich and has status. I have never seen any beautiful woman. I have also seen Fang Yiai from a magazine before, a well-known beauty president in China. Even if you look good, you are also very capable, and I have some appreciation for a while.

"Thank you, then!" Chong Fang Yiai smiled gently, and the short words really filled with grateful excitement.

"Don't be angry, I should let you see it." Zhang Chi is moderate, neither humble nor overbearing, but with the polite and reserved younger generation.

...

After the phone call, Father Fang heard that Lin Zikui's father had come to the hospital without any delay. Although he felt unwilling to give up the little baby, he had no choice but to endure it!

The Fang Group had previously cooperated with Ji Guokang's company, and the two uncles were still in contact with each other at work, but what Fang's father did not expect was that Ji Guokang could become relatives with him. It was really fate.

"Ouch, here comes the baby!"

Father Fang entered the room with Jin Mo in his arms, and after a simple greeting with Ji Guokang, he carefully handed the little fellow who was still asleep to Fang Yi'ai on the bed.

"Be careful, be careful, protect your neck, yes yes yes... well..."

Calculating carefully these days, it is the father Fang who holds the most children. This is all experience. He is more skilled and nervous than anyone else, for fear of hurting his precious granddaughter.

After taking this fragile little life from her father, Fang Yiai embraced him lovingly, and kissed Jinmo's fragile little face in distress, but his face was filled with boundless happiness.

Jin Mo is exactly the same as other newborns. Apart from sleeping every day, she asks for milk from her mother. Besides, she has no other activities.

Even if he was taken into another embrace, he just moved his little head slightly, waved his little paw a few times and fell asleep again.

Seeing the little guy like this, Fang Yiai was helpless and loving. He raised his face and asked Ji Guokang, who was standing on the bedside and staring at the baby, "Are you going to hug her?"

"I am... okay? Or don't... I have never... never hugged a child, and hurt her for a while..."

In a word, he said so arrogantly, that Ji Guokang was very nervous, and he kept placing his hands.

"We are all talented, let Zikui teach you, she learned from nurses, after all, you are her grandfather."

"Master... Master." Ji Guokang didn't expect Fang Yiai to say that. Even Lin Zikui on the side looked down at Fang Yiai in surprise, knowing that she had said this deliberately, in order to relieve the awkwardness in front of him. People, secondly, because she understands that Lin Zikui really wants to contact her father. If so, she will use the baby to build a bridge.

She took a look at Fang Yi'ai very gratefully, knowing that the little girl was helping herself, and plucked up the courage to walk over, bending down to take Lin Jinmo away.

The movements were clumsy and funny, so anxious that Lin Zikui really couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over in three steps and two steps to start the on-site guidance.

"Move slowly and slowly... You drag her **** with your left hand... Your right hand is holding her neck... That's right... Then stretch the index and middle fingers of your right hand against her head, yes, be careful... She has a very neck Fragile..."

A lot of nagging words made everyone present look at the newly promoted nanny. This growth rate can be said to be increasing every day.

Nanny Lin didn't step aside until Ji Guokang held her precious girl in her arms, and secretly let out a sigh of relief.

I thought everything was in order, but the little guy started to make noise in less than a minute. I don’t know if it was dissatisfaction with being hugged, or he started to cry because he was in a strange embrace. .

"Wow...wow..."

"Did I... make her uncomfortable?"

In an emergency, Fang Yiai was in a hurry and it was useless. This Ji Guokang finally took the baby in his arms, how could he give up, and had to endure the pain in his heart and let Lin Zikui save the situation.

"It's okay, it's okay baby, it's grandpa hugged, grandpa can't hug it..."

"You think it's Grandpa... I haven't seen Grandpa... Grandpa can hug you..."

Xu was moved by writer Lin’s exclusive gentleness, and perhaps he really understood the two words "grandfather", the little guy didn’t make a fuss anymore, he squashed a few mouthfuls with his mouth open, and stuck it on Ji Guokang’s chest. Fell asleep.

Seeing Ji Guokang was a joy in his heart, even if the little guy's saliva soiled his expensive suit, he didn't care. He was really old and had a granddaughter!

Look at the sweetly sleeping baby, and then look up at Lin Zikui. The grandfather really gives him too much expectation. Does it mean that Lin Zikui is also willing to recognize him as his father, but he dare not ask for too much .

"Has the baby's name been chosen?"

"It's called Jin Mo, which means her life is leisurely and beautiful."

"Jinmo? Lin Jinmo! A good name, the writer is a writer, even the name is so high... ... I almost forgot..." Freed a hand and took out a red gift box from his trouser pocket, turned and handed it. To Fang Yiai, "This is the longevity lock I bought for her. I hope she will be healthy and safe throughout her life. It is a bit of heart and blessing from my grandfather."

Thank you, Fang Yiai took the gift and opened it. A silver ornament shaped like an ancient door lock, shining silver in the box, is lovely and exquisite.

"it's beautiful!"

"nice! You love it."

Dad Fang on the side was surprised and depressed, and said annoyed: "My mother and I didn't expect to send Jinmo this. The older generation believed in this very much. You still have your own heart!"

Father Fang sighed cheerfully, but it made Ji Guokang uncomfortable again. There were too many surprises today. He embraced his granddaughter, became a grandfather, and was also called in-laws. The joy in his heart was beyond words.

Busy nodded and sillyly said: "Where is there, just be careful!"

Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren in the ward were enjoying themselves, and the atmosphere finally reversed under Fang Yiai's efforts.

"Zaikui, bring Jinmo."

"good."

...

There is nothing serious after giving birth, even if the family is worried, I hope Fang Yiai can stay a few more days. Her Majesty the Queen was very scorpion-hearted and pushed Lin Zikui as a shield, and secretly threatened that if she did not stand by her side, she would not be able to do anything intimate with her for three months. Such poisonous words scared writer Lin enough. What kind of business, she has been abstinent for several months, looking forward to the day and night, only to hope that Her Majesty the Queen will give birth to the child!

She had no choice but to sacrifice herself cruelly to fulfill Her Majesty the Queen. Although under the bombardment of several elders, she escorted Fang Yiai back all over and successfully returned home.

What is different from the past is that the life of writer Lin is different. Before, he was writing and serving Fang Yiai, but now his life is writing, serving Fang Yiai and serving Lin Jinmo's little boy.

After giving birth, Fang Yiai's figure became somewhat fatter and out of shape. Although she would start to help Fang's father share a little work, after confinement, her daily focus was mainly on weight loss.

I hired a sports coach and dietitian for a lot of money, exercise 4 hours a day, three meals a day and nourishment at the same time, plus some work, yes, the children are basically Linzi sunflower belt, although the elderly and the aunts at home also Will help, but Lin Zikui was panicking again, and they are all elderly people, so it's not troublesome! Sometimes she thought that Fang Yiai was just giving birth to a child to clean up her.

"Husband, I'm back!"

As soon as she opened the bedroom door, Fang Yiai saw Lin Zikui lying on the bed sleeping, riding on her back happily, afraid of being beaten.

"Ouch...it hurts me!"

"Where did I kidnap my daughter! Say it quickly." The judge's tone of accusing the criminal was stiff and playful.

"I know your daughter, and I didn't know to ask me at first sight, hey! Things are right and wrong!"

"What is it!" Attached his body to Lin Zikui's back, kissed several times, "Okay?"

"En...reluctantly, Jin Mo is sleeping in the baby room..."

Before she finished speaking, Her Majesty the Queen got up from someone, got out of bed, and was about to turn around to leave the room. Writer Lin quickly got up like a chicken blood, and he just grabbed Her Majesty’s wrist. Bring back.

"what!"

When Fang Yiai reacted, she was already pressed under her body by someone triumphant, and her posture was very thought-provoking.

Two color claws wandered around Her Majesty’s lower abdomen and thighs, raised an eyebrow, and asked in a low voice: "Let me test your weight loss, my husband!"