President Daddy's Excessive Love

Even though he was used to doing things in the company, he did not know what to do next. He only knew that his wife was very tired, his son was very hungry and the doctor’s advice worried him, so he asked: "Chuchu is very weak right now, how do you feed the child?"

The doctor replied with a smile, "After a woman gives birth, she will start to have breast milk for the child to drink and need the little guy to drink himself. Although the baby is just born, her drinking ability is still very strong, if not, we have a professional milk doctor to help Mrs. Luo."

"Bring him over and let him try." Yang Chuchu had already rested for the most part. At this moment, she couldn’t care about anything else. She just didn’t want to hear her son cry anymore.

Cheng Ying handed the child to her. Yang Chuchu looked at the child and was momentarily stu

ed. She didn’t know how to hug him.

Only when the doctor gently guided her by her side could she properly hold the little fellow in her arms.

Yang Chuchu had no time to be ashamed. With the help of the doctor, she let her son drink triumphantly.

The little guy clenched both his little fists. He really did use all of his strength. There was nothing he could do, his stomach was empty, and his instincts forced him to drink as much as he could.

She didn’t expect a little guy to have such strength, but it seemed that there was really milk for him to eat. It was very strange, perhaps this was the silent words spoken between mother and son, she gave him life, and also the source of his life. In the end, the little guy would use another method to repay her.

Standing aside, Luo Jinyu was astounded. He felt sorry for Yang Chuchu as she seemed to be in some pain. He really wanted her to eat the milk powder.

But doctors recommend breastfeeding, because it is the most scientific and nutritious, breast milk is no substitute for milk powder.

The little guy ate for a long time. Perhaps it was because he was tired or full, but he fell asleep. His little face no longer had the rosy wrinkles from when he was born. His entire person seemed much more beautiful.

Yang Chuchu stared blankly at her son who was sleeping in her arms. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. This was the cute child she had given birth to after the birth of the child in October. He looked like an angel when he fell asleep.

Yang Chuchu couldn’t help but chuckle. Looking at her cute little face, she suddenly felt that any pain she had suffered in return was worth it.

"Chuchu, give me a hug." Luo Jinyu had been waiting for a long time. Firstly, he didn’t want Yang Chuchu to be hurt, and secondly, he really wanted to hug his son.

"Mm, you be careful, he’s too young." Yang Chuchu warned him softly.

Luo Jinyu bent down and stretched out his hands, but he found that the hand holding the pen was trembling slightly.

The newborn was truly too fragile, too weak. No matter how he hugged, he felt that it wasn’t safe.

However, Luo Jinyu was still very careful as he held the little guy in his arms. This was the first time he felt like a father, his gaze was so gentle that it seemed like he was about to drown in water. He stared at the sleeping baby, and occasionally saw Luo Jinyu moving his little mouth as if he wanted to drink some milk.

Luo Jinyu couldn’t help but laugh at his cute actions. Before he was born, he didn’t know what kind of responsibility it was to be a father. Now, he seemed to suddenly understand that he was willing to give all his love to him.

"Didn’t Daddy give him a name last time?" Yang Chuchu looked at Luo Jinyu in a daze, she could not help but laugh and ask.

She got her auntie to make soup and nutritional porridge. Although there was such food in the hospital, Tang Qi still insisted on bringing a fat kid from home. She was secretly holding back her happiness, but actually, the joy in her heart had already blossomed.

"Yes, my dad did choose a name, Luo Beiyuan. I’ll call it Beibei." Luo Jinyu also didn’t understand why his father wanted this word, but since it was given to him by an elder, he naturally accepted it happily.

"Mm, that’s good too." Yang Chuchu nodded.

Cheng Ying saw that Luo Jinyu was hugging so carefully that her arms froze. She immediately walked over and said, "Leave Bei Bei to me. You’re almost sweating from hugging me."

Luo Jinyu was a bit embarrassed: "I’m too excited, and too nervous. However, I will learn more about how to take care of children in the future."

Cheng Ying couldn’t help but laugh when she heard that. "Sure enough, my daughter is right in her judgement. You are indeed a good father."

Luo Jinyu was a bit embarrassed and his handsome face turned red.

"I’ll put Bei Bei on the bed and go to sleep. You guys take good care of him." Cheng Ying tactfully gave them some time. She gently placed the little guy next to Yang Chuchu’s pillow, stood up and left.

Yang Chuchu immediately moved her body. The pain made her frown, but Luo Jinyu quickly said with concern: "What’s wrong? Is it still painful? "

"Wound pain!" Yang Chuchu smiled bitterly. "It really hurts."

Luo Jinyu reached out to hold her hand and found that it was a little cold. He couldn’t help but want to warm it with the warmth of his palm.

Yang Chuchu’s pain seemed to have stopped. She turned to her son and asked, "My mom said, he looks like you. Where?"

"Is that so? I feel like he’s more like you. " Luo Jinyu couldn’t help but laugh as he looked at the little guy.

"It’s also good to be like me. When I grow up, I’ll definitely be more handsome than you." Yang Chuchu said smugly.

"That may not be the case. Am I not handsome enough?" Luo Jinyu asked with a chuckle.

"That’s enough, but do I still want my son to be more handsome than you?" Yang Chuchu started to be biased.

Luo Jinyu shook his head helplessly and grudgingly said, "Now that you have a son, do you really think that I’m your husband?"

Yang Chuchu was stu

ed for a moment, then burst out laughing. "You’re not going to start being jealous of your son now are you?"

"Yes sir!" Luo Jinyu had an aggrieved expression on his face: "You can’t forget about me just because you have a son."

"That depends on your performance." Yang Chuchu was quite small, but in her heart, she felt sweet and sweet. Her husband would be jealous. This was a good sign. It meant that he would spoil her even more in the future.

"I won’t give this kid a chance to compete with me." Luo Jinyu stretched out a finger, on the son’s small face on the gentle modesty.

"Don’t like him." Yang Chuchu immediately pushed his fingers away.

Luo Jinyu: "..." You still say that if you don’t favor her, you won’t be able to move even an inch?