In the middle of the small bed, there was a small hill-like lump.
Gu Nian's lips couldn't help but draw a soft arc.
There was a soft and sweet smile in her eyebrows.
Even if she just woke up in the morning and just washed herself without putting on makeup, she still looked particularly bright because of this sweetness.
It seemed as if the whole person was emitting a soft light.
Gu Nian walked in gently. There was a soft carpet on the ground, which was laid to protect the little guy and prevent his tender skin from being rubbed against the hard floor.
Therefore, when she walked to the bed, she made no sound at all.
Gu Nian lowered her head and saw a little guy with a face as fair as a beauty on a soft little bed, covered with a soft down quilt.
The quilt was fluffy and held high, wrapping the little guy comfortably, leaving only a sleeping, rosy little face exposed.
The little guy's skin took after his parents, fair and delicate, his long eyelashes were curled, his bright red mouth was slightly open, and he was so beautiful that it was hard to tell whether he was a boy or a girl.
Gu Nian looked at the little guy with soft eyes. This was the son she gave birth to to Chu Zhaoyang more than two years ago.
He was named Chu Jinyu, after Jin Huaiyu.
This name was suggested by her current boss, a fellow named Bian Taoist.
Taken from "The Songs of Chu", one hold Jin Huaiyu, but one didn't know what to say.
She just hoped that the little guy could grow into a jade-like gentleman like his father.
In the blink of an eye, the little guy was already more than two years and five months old.
Looking at the little guy who looked like a small glutinous rice dumpling, Gu Nian thought of the little guy's nickname, millet cake.
She didn't know if she and Chu Zhaoyang's genes were too good. When the little one was born, he was different from other children. He was not wrinkled at all, nor was he as red as a little monkey.
When he was born, he was white and very beautiful.
Like glutinous rice cakes.
The first reaction in Gu Nian's mind was that this little guy looked like a ball of glutinous rice cake.
Maybe it's because she's in country M, and she miss the relationship with her hometown too much.
When Gu Nian was pregnant, she liked to eat Chinese pastries.
It's just that the Chinese food and Chinese pastries in M country were not authentic, so it's just a relief.
At that time, what she ate the most was glutinous rice cakes. Seeing that the little guy was born white and glutinous, she simply named him millet cake.
This name made Mu Lanshu point at her with laughter and tears: "How could you name a child like this? The little guy is sensible and must have opinions."
Sure enough, Mu Lanshu was right, and now the little guy has a strong opinion. She could only call him that in front of people close to her, and it was absolutely not allowed outside.
Gu Nian gently kissed the little guy's face, which was as delicate as jade and like a rice cake.
As soon as he raised his head, the little guy opened his eyes in confusion.
This time he opened his eyes, the little guy's whole face lit up.
With him eyes closed, he was just a beautiful jade doll.
But as soon as he opened his eyes, his whole person became alive.
Even though he was still feeling sleepy, he still couldn't hide his beautiful big eyes, which were as beautiful as glass and jade, and they were astonishingly beautiful.
"Mom." The little guy's voice was still sleepy and softer.
A pair of fleshy, lotus-jointed arms stretched out from the quilt and stretched out towards Gu Nian for a hug.
Gu Nian sat on the edge of the bed, holding his soft little body in her arms, smelling the milky fragrance of his body, which made her feel particularly at ease.
"Sorry, I woke you up." Gu Nian said softly.
This was the agreement she made with the little guy. She went to work early in the morning, and when the little guy got up, she disappeared.
Therefore, he told her that she must come and kiss him in the morning before leaving.
Even if he was sleeping, he must know in his dream that his mother had come.
Therefore, Gu Nian had to come and kiss the little guy every morning before going to work.
The little guy usually behaved like a grown-up, quite like Chu Zhaoyang.
But at this time, he became a coquettish baby, holding on to Gu Nian and refusing to let go.
As soon as the little guy acted coquettishly, both Gu Nian and Mu Lanshu had to surrender.
Especially Mu Lanshu, she loved the little guy as much as her heart. She always took the little guy into her arms and rubbed him.
She murmured: "How come I have such a good grandson!"
The little guy shook his head, smelled the faint fragrance of Gu Nian's body, and closed his eyes again.
Mom smelled so good.
"Go to sleep, mommy has gone to work." Gu Nian said softly. Seeing the little guy take the initiative to bring the other cheek to his, she smiled and kissed him on the other cheek.
Then, she put him back on the crib and covered the little guy with a quilt.
Seeing that the little guy fell asleep comfortably again, she walked out and closed the door for him.
Going out to the living room, Mu Lanshu was preparing breakfast.
The whole family was used to Chinese food. They have no choice when eating out. They always cook Chinese food at home.
It's just that the Chinese seasonings in the supermarkets in country M were not that complete, and the taste was always lacking, so they could only make do with it.
Mu Lanshu cooked the porridge, heated the steamed buns, and mixed the cold pickles.
When Gu Nian came out, she put breakfast on the table.
Gu Nian didn't put on makeup, firstly because she had a little one, and she was afraid that the cosmetics would be bad for the little one's skin.
Second, it was also because Gu Nian didn't want to accept new relationships, so she simply stayed naked all day long, not to arouse the interest of men.
It's just that Gu Nian was naturally good-looking and looked good even without makeup.
Especially after giving birth to a little one, she didn't know why, but she seemed to be having fun and become more and more beautiful.
Many men like her to be natural and pure.
Those who claim to like beauties without make-up are all deceived by light make-up, weren't they?