Chapter 105: Extra 4: Bottle
Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Editor: Karai
Luo Songran realized for the first time that confinement after childbirth was such a boring thing. Especially since he had a slow recovery from the cesarean section and was in pain, so he spent even more time in bed.
Fortunately, he could eat and sleep well, which helped pass some of the boring time. He was even teased by Duan Yizhou that he could sleep better than their two sons. He would fall asleep before his sons finished drinking their milk.
For the sake of dignity, he tried to wait until his sons finished drinking their milk before going to sleep at night. But in fact, there was not a single day when he could manage to stay awake until they finished their milk, because it really took a long time for newborns to drink milk.
Now he was yawning again.
In the bedroom, Luo Songran lazily lay on the bed, holding a milk bottle to feed his eldest son, Piglet, while yawning, trying hard to keep his eyes open and not fall asleep again.
“Baby, if you’re really sleepy, just go to sleep, I’ll take over feeding.” Duan Yizhou, who was feeding their youngest son, noticed Luo Songran propping his head with his hand and struggling to keep his eyes open.
As soon as Luo Songran heard Duan Yizhou’s words, he immediately opened his eyes. Upon hearing Duan Yizhou’s suggestion, he quickly took over the milk bottle and continued to feed Piglet, saying, “No, today I have to stay with them until they finish drinking. If I fall asleep earlier than them every time, what kind of father am I?”
“Keep your hand like this with the milk bottle.” As he adjusted his grip on the bottle, a broad and warm chest pressed against his back—it was Duan Yizhou.
Duan Yizhou first fed his younger son until he was full, then put him back in the crib. He then walked to the edge of the bed, knelt on one knee, bent over from behind to embrace Luo Songran, his hand covering Luo Songran’s hand holding the bottle, adjusting the angle together.
“Don’t hold it too high, it’s easy to choke him like this. If you want him to drink faster, he needs to be in a comfortable position.” A gentle voice sounded beside his ear.
Luo Songran looked at the hand holding the bottle with him. This hand was a size larger than his own, now firmly supporting his hand, feeding their son together, and carefully telling him how to feed better.
At that moment, he really wondered how Duan Yizhou could be such a good father. Could someone really be born with such a fatherly love for taking care of others?
Until Piglet finished drinking all the milk from the bottle. After both children had finished drinking, Duan Yizhou called the nanny to come in and put the two children to sleep in the next room. The nanny quickly came in and pushed the cribs of the two children to the adjacent room.
The door slowly closed.
Just as Duan Yizhou was about to get up, Luo Songran turned over and grabbed his arm.
“Daddy, I found out, you’re really good at feeding.” Luo Songran didn’t let go of Duan Yizhou’s hand. He turned over and directly nestled into Duan Yizhou’s arms, in a position perfect for kissing Duan Yizhou’s chin, lifting his head and biting him.
Duan Yizhou, still maintaining the posture of kneeling at the edge of the bed, felt that this posture was not very suitable for holding Luo Songran, so he lay down on the bed, adjusting his posture to hold him, letting him rest in his arms. When he heard these words, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
“Feeding who?” The man’s voice unintentionally carried a different meaning when he said these two words.
They embraced each other face to face.
Luo Songran was embraced by the broad chest, and their distance had been narrowed to the point where he could kiss Duan Yizhou’s intimacy by lifting his head. He looked up at Duan Yizhou, and Duan Yizhou also looked at him.
“You’re really good at feeding Piglet and Pipsqueak.” He smiled and leaned in to bite Duan Yizhou’s lower lip.
Duan Yizhou met the little rascal’s purposeful gaze, feeling the warmth and softness of his lower lip being teased, his eyes softened, and he pinched the back of the little rascal’s neck.
“Anyone else?”
“Only you.” Luo Songran released Duan Yizhou’s lower lip, planting kisses on his cheek and neck, sometimes lingering, sometimes gentle, like a playful little cat. He looked up, “I can feed you too, and make sure you’re well-fed.”
Duan Yizhou met Luo Songran’s gaze, full of smiles. Perhaps it was because he had just given birth, he seemed to exude the ripe fragrance of a peach, and because he had been well taken care of throughout the pregnancy, everything was going smoothly. Now, both his physical and mental conditions were very good.
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