Snow Color

Chapter 338 Fu Jin 45

The room was quiet and peaceful. Qiqige was leaning on the bed, holding a book in her hand, occasionally looking up at the child beside her. The sunlight shone through the window onto them, as if covering the whole room with a layer of warm gauze. This picture made people feel extremely warm and beautiful.

At this moment, Yin'e gently opened the door and walked in. His eyes first fell on the mother and son on the bed, and the softest part of his heart was instantly touched. However, he did not go to the bed immediately, because he knew that he had just come back from outside and was still a little cold. So he walked to the brazier, stretched out his hands, felt the warm heat, and tried to dispel the coldness in his body. After his body gradually warmed up, he slowly walked to the bed.

There was a screen beside the bed, but Yin'e didn't care. He walked around the screen and went straight to the bed, looking at his beautiful and gentle wife. "I'm back! I just came back from outside. Have you had ginger soup?" Qiqige put down the book in her hand and asked with concern. "Yes, I drank it before entering the room. Qiqige, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yin'e sat by the bed and asked about his wife's condition with concern.

"I'm feeling much better now. Thank you for your concern." Qiqige replied with a smile. Then, she asked Yin'e to look at the child lying on the bed. The child had just woken up and looked very energetic after drinking milk. His little hands were loose and waving in the air, which was very cute. Yin'e couldn't help but laugh, his eyes full of love for the child.

"So small, red, and soft." Yin'e carefully reached out his hand and gently stroked the child's hand. The delicate touch made him feel extremely novel. This was a brand new experience, completely different from any previous feelings. A strange emotion surged in his heart, as if a corner of him was touched and became unusually soft.

Qiqige looked at Yin'e and the child with a smile, her eyes full of warmth and love. She sat quietly beside them, accompanying them.

"Yes, Grandpa, when I first saw him, the feeling was really special. He was so small and so fragile, it was hard to believe that he was born from my body. This miracle of life is really full of curiosity." Qiqige said softly, her tone filled with the radiance of maternal love.

"By the way, Master, now that the child is born, have you decided what to name him?" Qiqige suddenly thought of this important question and turned to look at Yin'e.

Yin'e thought for a moment and then replied, "As our eldest son, according to the rules, Khan Ama will personally name him. However, we can give him a nickname first, and then use it officially after Khan Ama gives him a full name. In this case, let you choose a nickname for the child, after all, you went through the hard work of carrying him for ten months before giving birth to him."

Qiqige nodded slightly, her eyes revealing a thoughtful gleam. After a while, she slowly said: "Then let's call him Kang Kang. I hope he can be happy and healthy, and have a smooth life."

Upon hearing this, Yin'e smiled with satisfaction and said, "Okay, let's call him Kang Kang. May our son be blessed and grow up healthily just like this name."

The two smiled at each other, their eyes fell on the little figure again, their hearts filled with expectations and blessings for the future.