MHWFYYTMDF Chapter51

Song Li was so startled his heart almost stopped, and he shoved the person still pinning him down quite a distance away.

He Muyan stumbled straight back two steps before steadying himself, having no idea where Song Li had suddenly gotten so much strength.

“Niannian.”

Song Li had already bent down to pick up the little baby in the cradle, lowering his head to kiss the baby’s soft little forehead, “Our Niannian is such a good boy, waking up without crying or making a fuss at all.”

He Muyan walked over, looking down at the little baby in his arms.

Niannian stared right back at him with his large, dark, lively eyes, the big one and the little one locked in a stubborn, unyielding stare.

After a moment, He Muyan suddenly reached out and waved his hand in front of the baby’s face, “Didn’t they say babies this small can only see things from a very close distance? Why is he staring at me like this? Can he really see my face?”

Song Li bumped him with his elbow, “Stop waving your hand around like that, you’ll hurt the child’s eyes.”

He Muyan looked down at him. Having just shoved him a moment ago and now bumping him again, even though it didn’t hurt, He Muyan was still a little unhappy, “Every time Niannian wakes up, Lili’s eyes no longer have room for me.”

Song Li glanced at him, somewhat speechless, “You’re at it again. Haven’t I told you countless times not to be so blindly jealous of a little child? You’re already a grown-up, so why are you still not as sensible as our Niannian?”

He Muyan was stunned for a moment as if hearing a very funny joke, “Lili is comparing me to this little guy.”

“This isn’t just a little guy, it’s your son.”

He Muyan pursed his lips and let out a huff before extending his finger to gently poke Niannian’s little face.

Only, a baby’s skin is far too delicate and tender; the moment he pulled his hand away, a small reddish mark immediately surfaced on Niannian’s chubby little face.

That made Song Li’s heart ache, and in a fit of anger, he jabbed him with his elbow again. “Are you out of your mind? What are you using so much strength for?”

With that, he repeatedly lowered his head to gently kiss the spot, “Niannian, don’t be scared. Your dad has heavy hands and didn’t mean it, Daddy will scold him for you.”

He Muyan stared at the finger he hadn’t even had time to pull back yet. No way, that poke just now wasn’t even one-tenth of the force he usually used when handling a raw egg. Were babies really such delicate little creatures?

Song Li was originally worried that Niannian would be frightened, but the little guy thought their behavior just now was meant to amuse him. He actually kicked his little legs happily, grinning so much that the little pacifier in his mouth dropped out with a soft “clack.”

He was still far too young; at most, his crying was a bit loud when he was hungry, but when he laughed, there wasn’t much noise at all; just like a kitten, giggling away in a silly, milky, adorable frenzy.

Holding him, Song Li could feel his short little legs kicking powerfully inside his soft onesie. He looked up at the man beside him with delight, “Don’t be fooled by how small Niannian is, his legs are pretty strong. He’s definitely going to be a lively, mischievous boy in the future. No wonder he was able to fuss so much inside my belly back then.”

He Muyan also saw those two tiny feet moving around through the clothes in Song Li’s arms and smiled. Just as he was about to say something, Song Li suddenly let out a soft cry.

He Muyan hurriedly leaned over and asked him worriedly, “What’s wrong?”

Song Li lifted his head, his fair, delicate face flushed crimson and the corners of his eyes tinged red as he said in an embarrassed, quiet voice, “Niannian is biting me again.”

Hearing this, He Muyan’s eyebrows shot up instantly, and he looked down into his arms.

Unbeknownst to them, Niannian had buried his face against Song Li’s chest. Earlier, when the two of them were consumed by passion, Song Li’s clothes had been pulled more than halfway open, and he hadn’t had time to button them back up yet. This conveniently provided the little guy with easy access; he nudged around with his furry little head, seemingly finding his target by instinct, opening his little mouth, and biting down directly.

Even though the baby had no teeth yet, he knew how to use his hard gums to grind away continuously, causing Song Li to let out an uncontrollable moan as the arms holding him trembled slightly.

He Muyan directly took Niannian over, cradling him with one arm while using his other hand to support Song Li’s unsteady body.

Looking down at the little guy in his arms who was screaming frantically after having his food source snatched away, he frowned and said, “Behave yourself.”

Song Li took a moment on the side to catch his breath. Hearing his tone, he found it somewhat helpless, looking up at him, “Can you stop being so fierce with the baby?”

He Muyan looked innocent, “Am I being fierce?”

Song Li ignored him, pulled his clothes back together, and carefully took the child back from his arms. Supporting the back of the baby’s head with one hand and cradling his waist with the other, he turned to He Muyan and said, “This is how you hold a baby. A child this small is too soft and can easily get bent out of shape. You have to protect his cervical spine and lower back. Who holds a child the way you just did? It’s so dangerous, it’s scary just watching.”

He Muyan glanced at his arms, “My arms are very strong, I won’t drop the child.”

Song Li looked at him in total shock, “You think holding a child only requires not dropping him?”

He Muyan had an indifferent look of non-committal.

Song Li didn’t even want to bother with him anymore. Holding Niannian in his arms, he turned and walked over to the side, picking up a rattle to entertain him. “Xiao Niannian, your dad is such a blockhead. Let’s ignore him, okay? Daddy will play with you.”

Niannian was an optimistic child. Even though he had been squeezed so uncomfortably by his own dad earlier, he didn’t cry. Seeing Song Li using the rattle to coax him, he giggled with joy again, reaching out his tiny hands and waving them around with “ah, ah, ah” noises.

Seeing the big one and the small one playing so happily together, He Muyan found it truly boring. He walked over to sit down and scrolled through his phone. After scrolling for a bit, he looked up to see Song Li telling Niannian a story. After scrolling a bit more, he looked up again to see Song Li holding Niannian and playing kissy face.

He Muyan clicked his tongue, unable to hold it in any longer, and muttered in a low voice, “Why isn’t he sleeping yet?”

Song Li was brimming with paternal love and didn’t hear his voice clearly, turning his head to look at him, “What?”

His face was covered in the little guy’s drool, glistening brightly under the light.

He Muyan’s voice turned even deeper, crossing his other leg over, “Didn’t they say babies sleep a lot? He’s been awake for so long, why isn’t he sleeping yet?”

Reminded by his words, Song Li realized it too. He lowered his head to look at the little guy in his arms. Niannian had been giggled into delight by his teasing, his small face flushed bright red now, and his two sparkling eyes were drooping down; he looked exhausted indeed.

He reluctantly gave his soft little face another kiss, “Is the baby sleepy? Daddy will take you to sleep, okay?”

He carefully placed him back into the cradle, Niannian was probably truly exhausted from playing; the moment his head touched the pillow, he blew a little bubble and fell fast asleep.

Song Li used his sleeve to wipe away the shiny drool at the corner of the baby’s mouth, then lowered his head to kiss his forehead, “Goodnight, baby.”

Seeing that there were no signs of him waking up, Song Li finally straightened up, thumping his lower back with his hand.

Truth be told, although this little thing didn’t weigh much, holding him still took quite a toll on one’s energy. In just this short while, his waist was already giving out.

A large hand rested against his lower back, gently massaging it in slow, circular motions. “You’re exhausted, aren’t you?”

Song Li simply leaned back into his embrace and let out a sigh without turning around, “Our Niannian is so adorable, just like a little angel. But why do I always feel like you don’t really like him?”

He Muyan shot a glance at the little angel in the cradle, speaking in a flat tone, “I like him too.”

Song Li turned his head to look at him, amused, “Do you want me to get a mirror for you to see what kind of expression you have when you say you like him?”

He Muyan asked him, “What expression?”

“No expression at all.”

He Muyan: ……

Song Li stopped teasing him and covered his mouth as a long yawn escaped him, a tiny tear gathering at the corner of his eye.

“I’m so sleepy.”

He Muyan picked him up, “Let’s go back and sleep too.”

Leaning against his shoulder, Song Li forced himself to stay awake enough to look at the child in the cradle, “How about letting Niannian sleep with us tonight? I’m afraid I’ll miss him during the night.”

He Muyan rejected the idea without a second thought, “No way. The child is so tiny, what if I turn over and crush him?”

Song Li found it hilarious “You sleep by yourself then? I’ll sleep holding Niannian.”

That was even less acceptable. With a darkened face, He Muyan said, “There’s a night nanny watching him. She’s more professional and experienced than us, so just leave him to her. Why toss and turn to bother yourself throughout the night?”

Song Li hummed, “As if I don’t know you, you’re just being jealous of the baby.”

He Muyan said something else, but Song Li was already too exhausted to hear clearly. Carried in his arms as he gently swayed him back and forth, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier until, before he even realized it, he had drifted off to sleep.

In his hazy state, he felt something lightly scratching at his chest twice, making him feel numb and itchy. He uncomfortably waved his hand twice.

Yet after a short pause, that restless sensation began again, growing even more intense than before. Song Li finally couldn’t take it anymore and opened his eyes, looking at the man leaning over him and those hands of his causing trouble at his chest.

Catching him red-handed, Song Li felt somewhat helpless, sleepily covering his face with a pillow, “What are you doing… I’m so tired. Can we not do it today…”

He Muyan’s hand stopped. Realizing he had been misunderstood, he simply pinched one of the little buds with his fingers, deliberately applying a bit of force to flick it.

Sure enough, Song Li let out a groan. It was painful at first, but near the end, the tone subtly shifted.

Pulling the pillow away, he looked up to glare at him. However, his current expression was far too soft, his eyes glistening with moisture; his deliberate attempt to look fierce carried no threat whatsoever, only enticing one to continue ravishing him like this.

He Muyan exhaled, suppressing the fire in his eyes, “Lili, I’m applying medicine for you.”

“Huh?” Hearing this, Song Li looked down. Sure enough, his sleepwear had been rolled up to his chest, exposing a wide swath of fair, smooth skin. On that skin, cold and white as snow, those two vivid points of color appeared strikingly red. Perhaps because He Muyan had just applied ointment to them, they even glinted with a moist sheen, like fresh, juicy strawberries.

Song Li was startled by the sight, subconsciously reaching out to touch, “Why is it swollen like this… Hiss, it hurts so much.”

“Don’t touch it mindlessly.” He Muyan pulled his hand away, lowering his head to gently blow cool air onto one of the small strawberries.

Song Li was feeling terribly uncomfortable, asking him fearfully, “What is going on?”

He Muyan placed the ointment in his hand to the side, saying in a low voice, “When I came back after taking a shower, I saw you constantly scratching your chest unconsciously while whimpering as if you were in pain. You wouldn’t wake up even when I called you. It was only when I unbuttoned your clothes that I discovered they were swollen again, it was probably from when Niannian was feeding on it earlier tonight.”

“He only fed for such a short while, and toothless gums don’t have much force anyway.” Song Li was still itching, it was an itchy, swelling pain. Not daring to touch it with his hands, he had no choice but to twist uncomfortably on the bed.

Song Li’s twisting was stirring up He Muyan’s desire. Grasping his slender waist, he said in a low, husky voice, “Don’t move around.”

Song Li felt aggrieved to the extreme, his lips pouting, “It hurts so much, the swelling feels terrible… Laogong, handle it for me.”

Hearing him call out like that threw He Muyan’s mind into utter disarray, his heart aching to the core. He had no choice but to pick him up, lowering his head close to gently blow air for him, “Be good, Babe. I just applied the ointment. Endure it a bit longer, it’ll get better in a moment.”

Song Li wrapped his arms around his neck. The unbuttoned sleepwear slid down, the thin fabric barely hanging over his two slender arms, while his arched spine trembled finely and continuously.

Not knowing how much time had passed, the ointment finally seemed to gradually take effect. Song Li was no longer feeling as uncomfortable as at the beginning, resting limp in He Muyan’s embrace, his face pale and his hair soaked with cold sweat, sticking stickily to his forehead.

He Muyan reached out to gently brush it aside for him, lowering his head to kiss him, “Do you feel a bit better?”

Song Li let out a soft, weak groan, not wanting to exert any strength at all, “When will this ever end? What exactly did the doctor say to you?”

In fact, this situation of Song Li’s was no longer the first time over this recent period. There had been subtle signs even before the delivery, but back then neither of them had taken it seriously. It was only after he successfully gave birth to Niannian and came out of his postpartum confinement that this symptom fully revealed itself.

They had also gone to see Dr. Wu, but male pregnancy was exceptionally rare after all; the few individuals he had been fortunate enough to treat had vastly different conditions, providing virtually no value as reference points. He could only conduct analyses based on the results shown by various bodily indicators.

In fact, if Song Li’s situation were to occur in a typical mother who had just given birth, the symptom could be confirmed without needing any tests at all; it was simply engorgement.

The problem, however, was that Song Li was not female. Even though he was able to get pregnant and indeed gave birth smoothly, at his core, he was still a man.

Every single one of his bodily features and test results differed little from those of a normal male.

As for why he was experiencing this symptom similar to engorgement, Dr. Wu ‘s explanation was that since he had just come out of postpartum confinement not long ago, his hormone levels were still in a highly chaotic state. Therefore, no matter what happened during this period, there was no need to worry excessively; although the process of overcoming it might be somewhat difficult to endure, Song Li’s body was recovering very well, so there was completely no cause for concern.

He Muyan restated roughly seven or eight out of ten parts of what Dr. Wu had told him. After listening, Song Li felt no waves of emotion in his heart, letting out a self-deprecating, bitter laugh, “Could it be that I can actually lactate?”

He Muyan shook his head, “No, Dr. Wu said this is only a temporary state of hormonal imbalance, and everything will get better later.”

Song Li shook his head, curling up in his embrace, “I feel like ever since I gave birth to Niannian, my mind has grown quite a bit stronger. If the old me had heard something this absurd, who knows how much sighing and sorrow I would have fallen into. But now, I actually feel like it doesn’t matter that much. I’ve already birthed the child, why would I be afraid of nursing one more?”

Even though Song Li’s tone was very lighthearted, even carrying a hint of self-deprecation, it sounded somewhat grating to He Muyan’s ears. Pulling him tighter into his arms, he said, “Don’t let your thoughts run wild, no such thing will happen.”

Song Li reached out to touch his hair, saying with a smile, “How come it’s turned into me having to comfort you instead?”

He Muyan lowered his head to nuzzle against the crook of his neck, but just as he was about to say something more, he saw a burst of glaring light suddenly flash outside the window. Immediately following it was a heavy thud beside their ears, accompanied by a fine, shattering clatter.

Song Li’s face was illuminated by the colorful, flowing light, and he looked out the window in pleasant surprise, “The fireworks have started, it’s New Year’s Eve.”

He Muyan also raised his head, but he didn’t look at the fireworks outside, instead lifting Song Li’s chin to kiss him.

More and more fireworks blossomed outside the window, sending sparks streaming across the sky; the whole world was celebrating and cheering at this moment. Yet the noise and bustle seemed completely unrelated to the two of them inside the room.

Not knowing how much time had passed, the hands Song Li had wrapped around He Muyan’s back grabbed tightly onto his clothes.

He Muyan released him a bit, though he was still softly sucking and biting at his lower lip, “What is it?”

Aside from feeling hot and numb, Song Li’s lips had no other sensation left. He said while panting, “Niannian.”

“Hmm?”

Song Li pushed him away, his cheeks flushed and the depths of his eyes shimmering with a watery light, “Niannian will be woken up by the sound of the fireworks outside. I need to go check on him.”

He Muyan had thought of this point as well. He pulled back and sat upright, then picked up the bathrobe beside him and slipped it on. “I’ll go take a look.”

Song Li called out to his retreating back, “If he’s awake, bring him over. Let him sleep with us tonight.”

He Muyan gave a low response and pushed the door open to walk out.

Song Li stared blankly out the window at the fireworks all by himself. His phone had been buzzing non-stop ever since the first burst of fireworks sounded.

They were definitely New Year’s wishes sent by everyone. Song Li didn’t open them to read, planning to reply to them all together tomorrow when he had time.

He could faintly hear Tingting’s loud cheers coming from downstairs, she really was a teenage girl in her youth for her to still be able to be so energetic at this hour.

While Song Li was lost in thought, the door to their room was pushed open again quietly.

He Muyan walked in holding Niannian. Having been scolded by Song Li, his way of holding the child this time was visibly much more pleasing to the eye; at least he was using both hands. With such a large frame holding such a tiny child, it looked particularly like a scene out of a cartoon, appearing both clumsy and cute.

Song Li looked at him and smiled, “Is he awake?”

He Muyan shook his head, bending down to gently place the little guy onto the bed, “He’s sleeping like a little pig. Even the loud fireworks outside didn’t wake him up.”

Song Li turned onto his side and lay down, gazing closely at Niannian’s sleeping little face. Reaching out, he gently tapped the baby’s chubby little mouth and said with a smile, “Being able to sleep is a good thing. The more he sleeps, the faster he’ll grow.”

He Muyan lay down as well but didn’t dare sleep next to Niannian. Instead, he hid behind Song Li while staring at the little guy from over his shoulder.

Song Li found it amusing, “What are you doing hiding so far away? Are you really that afraid of crushing him in your sleep?”

He Muyan gave an “en,” letting out a sigh, “He’s too small. Everything on him is terribly soft, I don’t even dare touch him.”

Having known He Muyan for so long, Song Li had never seen him fear anything. He hadn’t expected that the first thing to leave him so completely helpless would actually be their Niannian.

Song Li really couldn’t hold back his amusement. He carefully turned around and wrapped his arms around his waist, tilting his head up to give him a kiss. “Must you be this cute?”

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