When I opened my eyes, I went back to the night when I forced my husband to give birth to a son.

Song Nancheng was stunned for a moment, then deepened the kiss. Both of them were a little out of control, and their breathing was heard everywhere.

Gradually, the clothes of the two were torn into a mess by each other, and Ji Yuelan was pressed on the sofa by Song Nancheng.

Both of them couldn't help themselves and enjoyed the passion brought about by the argument, as if they wanted to vent all the unhappiness from before.

Suddenly, Enen burst into tears, and the two of them woke up instantly.

Song Nancheng looked at Ji Yuelan, kissed her lips, and said helplessly and lovingly, "Baby, I guess I'll have to give it to you later."

Seeing that he was obviously not much better than herself, Ji Yuelan pushed him away and said, "Go see why Enen is crying first."

Looking at her half-exposed body, Song Nancheng's eyes darkened, but he finally stood up.

Seeing Enen staring at his feet, he straightened his clothes and went to pick him up. When he smelled a strange smell, he said, "He's pooped. I'll change him."

Ji Yuelan stood up and said, "I'll go get some water."

"You lie down, I'll carry him to the bathroom and wash him."

Song Nancheng knew that she was weak at this moment and must be feeling uncomfortable.

Watching him carrying the child into the bathroom, Ji Yuelan thought of the crazy scene just now and her face became hot.

She felt like she was really crazy for actually taking the initiative to kiss Song Nancheng.

After Song Nancheng finished cleaning and came out, he changed Enen's diaper. The little guy yawned and began to feel sleepy.

Looking at her son nestling in Song Nancheng's arms, Ji Yuelan leaned forward and squeezed his soft hand.

"Well, he's almost six months old. Isn't it time to add complementary food?"

"Don't worry about that, Auntie. I've already taken care of everything."

Song Nancheng cared a lot about Enen. Even before he knew he was his own child, he had already asked the family doctor what to pay attention to when taking care of the child.

At that time, the family doctor gave him a book, which he finished reading overnight, so that he could help take care of Ji Yuelan and not let her suffer the trouble of raising the child.

Ji Yuelan said, "Oh!" and looked at Enen's eyelids fighting, and whispered, "Let him go to sleep, he's sleepy."

"Well, do you want to go back to your room and get some sleep?"

Song Nancheng carried Enen into the room. Ji Yuelan hesitated for a moment, but got up and followed him in.

Lying down and looking at the child sleeping beside her, Ji Yuelan felt that all the hard work of last night was worth it.

After the child fell asleep, Song Nancheng held him in his arms and kissed him, whispering, "Do you want to continue?"

Ji Yuelan pretended not to understand, "What are you going to do? I want to go to bed."

Seeing her shy look, Song Nancheng couldn't help but laugh, and straightened her out and said, "Yuelan, do you want to reconsider what happened last night?"

"I met Uncle Ji and Aunt Ji today. They said they would come to see you in the next two days. Have you thought about how to explain En En and me to them?"

Song Nancheng thought about it all night. No matter what the reason was, he had to ask Ji Yuelan to give him an identity.

"Just tell them that the child is mine and someone else's, and they have to accept it whether they like it or not."

Ji Yuelan said deliberately, she didn't want to bow her head so quickly.

"What about me?" Song Nancheng felt a little aggrieved, burying his head in her neck.

"I serve you day and night, so you don't intend to give me an identity?"

"Or do you intend for us to maintain this relationship forever?"

"Even if I am willing, I don't think your parents will agree. When Enen grows up, he will also want to know who his father is."

"Then let's wait until he grows up. I didn't say that I don't allow you to be his father." Ji Yuelan felt a little guilty.

"Yuelan, how about we have another baby?" Song Nancheng kissed her and whispered in her ear, "You've always wanted a daughter, how about we have another one?"

"Stop it." Ji Yuelan couldn't stand him and wanted to push him away, but her body was more honest than her.

Song Nancheng was very satisfied with her reaction. He just kissed her but did not proceed to the next step.

"If you don't want to get married, then we won't get married. If you want a daughter, then I'll give you a daughter. I'll give you whatever you want."

Ji Yuelan felt dizzy from the kiss, and her voice softened, "Song Nancheng, you did it on purpose."

"Well, I did it on purpose, so please give me an identity, Yuelan."

Song Nancheng murmured over and over again, "I don't want to be without a name or status with you forever. I want a name, okay?"

"If you give me a name, I'll give it to you, okay?"

Ji Yuelan's voice was unsteady. Her mind told her to push him away, but her body uncontrollably wanted more.

"Okay Yuelan."

Song Nancheng knew that he shouldn't use this method, but he knew that Ji Yuelan only ate this.

Ji Yuelan, who couldn't bear the torture any longer, groaned and nodded randomly in agreement.

Song Nancheng kissed her lips and asked again, "What identity do you give me, husband or boyfriend?"

Apparently, he only accepted these two.

Ji Yuelan couldn't stand it anymore, her voice was so soft, "Give me whatever you want."

"Okay, I'll give you whatever you want, baby."

Song Nancheng's bewitching voice whispered in her ears over and over again, and Ji Yuelan didn't know what he said in the end.

He asked her to call him hubby, and she followed suit, sinking into his tenderness over and over again.

After tossing and turning for several hours, Ji Yuelan was extremely tired and was held tightly in Song Nancheng's arms.

He whispered, "Yuelan, let's go back to see Uncle Ji tomorrow and talk to them about the marriage. Don't delay any further."

Ji Yuelan woke up, and although she was very tired, she refused, "No."

"You just promised me that I'll give you what you want, but you can't not give me what I want."

Song Nancheng was like a child, as if he would depend on her if she didn't agree.

"That's what you said yourself." Ji Yuelan blushed. She couldn't resist Song Nancheng at all.

"I don't care. Since you promised, you have to do it. Didn't you say that you can't break your promise?"

Song Nancheng didn't care and forced Ji Yuelan to accept it.

He knew that if he didn't get her to agree this time, she would find another excuse to refuse next time.

"Since you said it, I don't want to care about you." Ji Yuelan blushed. She didn't have the courage to agree in front of him.

Seeing her like this, Song Nancheng knew that she had agreed, and he smiled and kissed her again and again, "Then I'll take it as your agreement. Tomorrow we'll go back to see our parents and discuss the marriage."

"Song Nancheng, they are my parents, how can you be so shameless?"

"If you don't have thick skin, you'll lose your wife." Song Nancheng wanted to stick with her.

It took him a lot of effort to get her to agree to get married.

I feel a little regretful now and said it would be tomorrow, but it's already too late.

Ji Yuelan pushed him away angrily, "Why didn't I know you were so thick-skinned before."

"Because I was so stupid before, I almost lost you." Song Nancheng was reluctant.

He really almost lost her.