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Chapter 711 Baby Boy is a Man (Fifth Update)

Chapter 711: Chapter 711 Baby Boy is a Man (Fifth Update)

Baby boy drank the soup and ate the porridge, sat beside his parents, and started to play with their palms. Soon, his yawns became continuous.

In the end, though his hands were still clutching theirs, he stopped his playful antics and his eyelids began to drop. He fell asleep nestled against them.

Zhu Qianying and Yan, carefully laid him flat on the bed and covered him with a blanket. Both of them took turns taking a shower. Seeing the little boy sleeping soundly, they also got into bed and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Although they were certain that their precious son was safe and sound, Zhu Qianying still slept lightly. So, when the boy mumbled "So hungry..." in his sleep, she woke up.

She carefully slipped out of Yan’s arms, got out of bed and walked over to the bedside cabinet near the boy.

Earlier, seeing that the little boy could hardly eat, she worried that he might get hungry in the middle of the night. So, she filled a thermos with soup and porridge and placed it on the bedside cabinet.

Surprisingly, the little foodie’s stomach recovered much faster than an average person. Just two or three hours after eating, he was hungry again.

Zhu Qianying lit the lamp on the bedside cabinet and prepared a large bowl of soup and a large bowl of porridge. She turned to help the boy sit up but saw that Yan had also got up from bed. He was sitting on his side of bed, gently lifting the little boy up.

"Why did you get up?"

Zhu Qianying walked over with the soup and quietly asked Yan.

Yan looked at their precious son who was still closing his eyes, but he was chewing something in his mouth. He looked up and smiled at her, "If I didn’t wake up, what if our precious son starved?"

Zhu Qianying laughed silently, picked up the spoon, and fed the little boy.

The boy still did not open his eyes, but his mouth was like it had eyes. As soon as the spoon came near his mouth, he consciously opened up and licked the soup clean from the spoon.

Zhu Qianying exchanged a smiling look with Yan and continued to spoon the rest of the soup into the little boy’s mouth.

Zhu Qianying got up to get the porridge, the boy in Yan’s arms began to move restlessly, but his eyes were still tightly closed.

"Baby, don’t move, Mommy will get the porridge."

Sure enough, when Yan spoke, the little boy snuggled comfortably in his arms and stopped moving.

Zhu Qianying fed the little boy porridge the same way as before. The little fellow always managed to roll the porridge off the spoon and into his mouth precisely and quickly.

"The way this kid uses his tongue, it must be a frog’s tongue..."

Yan found it amusing and started joking quietly.

Zhu Qianying also chuckled, watching with delight as the little boy continued to eat and sleep, keeping his eyes tightly closed the entire time, polishing off a large bowl of soup and half a bowl of porridge.

Zhu Qianying used a wet towel to help the little boy clean his mouth, signaling Yan to put him back to bed, to let him continue to sleep.

However, Yan picked the boy up, "I’ll take him to pee."

Zhu Qianying found it amusing, but nodded approvingly. Yan could be quite thoughtful sometimes.

Soon, she heard the sound of running water. Judging by the sound, the boy must have been quite desperate.

Luckily, Yan remembered this and saved the boy from wetting his bed that night.

After tucking the little boy back to sleep, they both climbed back into bed.

Zhu Qianying naturally snuggled into Yan’s arms. Although she should be feeling very sleepy, she suddenly laughed out loud in his arms.

Yan rubbed her forehead with his chin, quietly asking, "Why are you laughing?"

Zhu Qianying lifted her head from his embrace and looked up at him in the dim light.

"Guess when was the last time our son wet his bed?"

Yan really had no idea about this.

So, he asked with great interest, "When? When he was four?"

As far as he knew, their baby boy had never wet his bed after he returned to his side. He also knew that many children even at the age of five or six, still wet their beds. Therefore, he felt that their son, being so smart, should have stopped wetting his bed a bit earlier given his intelligence.

Zhu Qianying shook her head, "Of course not, it was around when he was three..."

Yan felt quite proud. Of course, that was his son who had managed to stop wetting his bed at such an early age.

"Actually, even before then, when he was over a year old, he mostly stopped wetting his bed. He could even wake up in a half-sleep to tell me that he needed to pee. He didn’t wet his bed for more than a year, he was quite sensible. But one night he was eating watermelon while watching cartoons, and I warned him not to eat too much or he would wet his bed. He was all full of himself and claimed that he was a man and had stopped wetting his bed."

Yan laughed, "So he actually wet his bed that night?"

Zhu Qianying buried in his embrace and laughed for a while, "Yes, at that time he slept in a small wooden bed that was placed next to my bed. In the middle of the night, I heard a ’drip drip’ sound, I thought the faucet was not closed properly and was leaking. But when I woke up, I realized that shouldn’t be the case since we were in the bedroom. Where would a faucet come from? When I turned on the light, I found out that our son had wet his bed. He probably ate too much watermelon and could not hold it."

Yan happily imagined the situation and laughed. "What happened next?"

Zhu Qianying coughed lightly, "Then, I woke him up, and he sat there with a clueless look. When he discovered that there was a puddle of water beneath him, he innocently asked me ’Mommy, why did you pour water on me?’ I was laughing so hard that I had to lean on the railing of his small wooden bed. I eventually managed to tell him, that he had wet his bed."

"At first, he just stared at me, then he put his hand inside his pants, the look on his face was simply priceless. Just as I was about to laugh at him again, he suddenly started crying out loud!"

Yan found it even more amusing, "He just wet his bed, was there a need to cry over it?"

Zhu Qianying had the image of her naughty son crying both pitifully and heartily in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more she laughed. She snuggled up in Yan’s arms, chuckling for a while.

"At that time, I thought the same, and worried that he would feel bad if I teased him. So I comforted him saying, ’It’s not a big deal if you pee in your bed, which kid doesn’t wet his bed?’ But then, he told me through his tears, ’I am a man, not a little kid...’"

As she said this, Zhu Qianying stopped laughing.

At that moment, Yan also put away his laughter. He lowered his head and kissed Zhu Qianying on the forehead.

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