Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 575: Chapter 573: Born

Even though their parents verbally expressed a hundred kinds of unwillingness for the two to sleep in the same room, they ended up sharing a room.

Now and then, their parents would come to visit, and Tang Si’s teammates and Song Yi’s friends would also drop by.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was July.

Song Nuan received her college acceptance letter.

Tsinghua.

The family planned to host a celebration for her.

Song Nuan wasn’t particularly fond of such formalities, but she didn’t dislike them either, so they went ahead with it.

However, when college starts, she will definitely have to leave this city.

She was a bit hesitant to tell Lu Yan this news.

Even so, she had discussed it with him when applying for schools.

Lu Yan thought that it didn’t matter which school Song Nuan went to, as long as she liked it, as she would eventually graduate.

In the evening, Song Nuan squatted at the fire brigade entrance, eating ice cream.

In the distance, the sunset was fiery red, with cars coming and going.

It was still quite hot now.

Beads of sweat glistened on Song Nuan’s forehead as she wore a T-shirt and shorts.

Suddenly hearing someone coming out, she immediately stood up.

Her legs were slender, straight, fair, and delicate.

Lu Yan walked over slowly with hands in his pockets: "Why didn’t you give me a heads-up or call me to come out and get you?"

Song Nuan smiled sweetly as she hooked Lu Yan’s arm: "I thought having a teacher looking for you might not be good for you, so I waited outside for you to get off work."

During the exams, Lu Yan worried quite a bit, even more than Song Nuan’s parents, overseeing meals and her schedule.

Song Nuan would occasionally act spoiled and not want to study or do homework.

Punishing Song Nuan was ineffective for her, as she insisted on seeing him during study time.

Left with no choice, Lu Yan told her that if she didn’t study well, he would punish himself.

Push-ups, weighted running, sit-ups.

Song Nuan exclaimed that Lu Yan was a harsh old man, then pitifully returned to her studies.

"You even consider things for me." Lu Yan chuckled lightly: "You’re growing up, becoming more mature."

Song Nuan held his arm, eating ice cream with the other hand.

"I never cause trouble for you, I’ve always been obedient and mature."

The young girl ate ice cream, smiling cheerfully, exuding a youthful aura under the afterglow.

"Can I have a bite of the ice cream?"

"No." Song Nuan refused without even thinking: "If you want some, go buy your own."

Just as she finished, something occurred to her, and she continued: "Forget it, you can’t buy it; at your age, this isn’t good for your stomach."

"What if you end up with a stomachache? What if you get a stomachache from eating it?"

Song Nuan glanced at him: "At your age, you should take good care of your body, don’t create trouble for us young girls, okay?"

Lu Yan was both amused and exasperated.

"Who’s healthier, me or you?" Lu Yan hooked her neck, his tone playful, voice low: "I could take you down with one hand."

Song Nuan was unfazed: "Try it."

Take me down, and see how you find another wife.

Lu Yan released her and suddenly asked: "Has the acceptance letter arrived? Which university?"

"Ah..." Song Nuan pursed her lips: "Guess which university it is first, and if you get it right, I’ll reward you with a bite of ice cream."

Lu Yan smiled: "Tsinghua, right?"

Song Nuan met his gaze suddenly: "How did you guess?"

"I know your level better than you do."

Lu Yan chuckled softly: "You wanted to go to Tsinghua; it was your first choice."

"I’ll see you off when school starts."

They walked to a large tree, and as the evening breeze blew, Song Nuan halted.

"If I go to school over there, we can only meet during holidays." Song Nuan held Lu Yan’s hand: "A long-distance relationship."

"A long-distance relationship." Lu Yan mussed her hair: "Even if we’re in the same city, you can only see me during holidays."

"There’s no real difference," Lu Yan said: "If I’m on break, I’ll come find you."

"Really?" Song Nuan’s eyes lit up, but soon her gaze dimmed: "Better not."

"You’re supposed to rest when you’re on break. If you’re exhausted and come to see me, what if you collapse from fatigue?"

Lu Yan laughed: "I’m not so fragile as to collapse that easily."

"I’ll visit you during my break."

"We’ll discuss it then." Lu Yan held Song Nuan’s hand, as they sat on the bench under the tree.

Song Nuan leaned on his shoulder.

"Where’s my ice cream?"

"..." Song Nuan: "Melted, threw it away."

The man laughed: "Little liar."

"It was just a joke," Song Nuan said: "What are you always thinking about? Really want to share food with this kid?"

Lu Yan pinched her cheek: "You’re not a kid now, you’re a big kid, a young lady."

"Hey!" Song Nuan slapped his hand away: "Stop pinching my cheek; you’re the one making it chubby."

"A bit chubby is cuter." Lu Yan cupped her face, studying her intently: "Our Nuannuan has grown into a young lady."

"Delicate and pretty."

She was less naive.

But her almond eyes were full of spirit, seeming like a well-behaved and quiet girl.

"Do you have to sound so repetitive, like a grandpa?"

"Even if I’m old, I’m still your boyfriend."

"The one to spend your life with."

Song Nuan burst out laughing, resting her legs on his thigh, her slender legs swinging.

Lu Yan: "Take them off."

"No." Song Nuan smiled: "It’s comfortable this way."

"Lu Yan," she suddenly called him.

"Hmm?"

Song Nuan tugged his shoulder, using leverage to sit on his lap.

The young girl suddenly grabbed his collar, her fragrance wafting through the evening breeze, surrounded by her presence.

"Wanna kiss?" She grinned: "My mouth still has the taste of ice cream."

"Then it won’t be a lie."

Before Lu Yan could answer, she sealed his thin lips.

The girl mumbled, "Open your mouth, baby."

"..."

From passive to active, Lu Yan kissed her until she was out of breath.

He finally let her go.

She was flushed red: "Who kisses like this? I feel like you’re about to devour me."

Lu Yan held her tightly, his large hand covering her waist: "Sooner or later, you’re all mine."

Song Nuan’s face burned at his words.

"Put me down, let’s go get dinner."

Lu Yan released her: "Wear fewer short shorts in the future."

"It’s hot."

"Wear a long skirt."

Song Nuan whined: "You were pretty happy touching my legs earlier."

Lu Yan’s eyes lingered on her delicate, slender legs, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Indeed, they were tempting legs.

Seeing them made him feel hot all over.

"I like it."

Lu Yan straightforwardly said: "That’s why I touch them."

Song Nuan raised her hand to hit him: "You’re annoying."

Don’t you know how to be subtle!

Lu Yan stood up and grabbed the young girl’s wrist, "I’ll go get the car, let’s have barbecue today."

"Sure." Song Nuan smiled brightly, "If you’re off, come find us to hang out. There will be fewer opportunities like this in the future, and I’m free since it’s summer vacation."

"Okay."

Lu Yan had just pulled the car out.

Song Nuan received a call that Song Yi was about to give birth.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Song Nuan exclaimed, "To the hospital, to the hospital, my sister is about to give birth ahhh."

...

People’s Hospital.

Tang Si, Father Song, and Mother Song were all present.

Song Nuan ran over briskly, "How’s it going?"

"How long has she been in?"

Lu Yan followed behind, smiling at Tang Si and Father Song, Mother Song.

"Not long," Mother Song said, looking worried, "She was just having dinner when her water broke."

"I said she should stay in the hospital to wait for the birth, but she refused."

Tang Si pursed his lips, sitting in the chair, silent.

"Oh dear." Song Nuan plopped beside Tang Si, "Brother-in-law, don’t worry, it’s just childbirth, it’ll be over soon with a shout or two."

She was happy inside, as she was about to become an aunt.

But she was still a bit worried about her sister, as she’d heard giving birth was very painful, like a trip to hell and back.

"Oh right!" Song Nuan suddenly stood up, "Brother-in-law, quickly go apply with the doctor to accompany my sister inside."

"Your sister won’t let me," Tang Si was quite helpless, "She says she looks awful when shouting during childbirth and doesn’t want me to see it."

"..." Song Nuan, "At a time like this, she still worries about her image."

"You still must sneak in somehow."

"You’re the best-looking one. It’s said that the first person the baby sees will determine who they resemble." Song Nuan clenched her little fists, "My nephew must be very handsome, a little heartthrob!"

Tang Si, Lu Yan, Father Song, Mother Song, "..."

"What nonsense," Mother Song pulled Song Nuan, "Your brother-in-law is already worried, stop your chattering. Since you arrived, it’s been impossible to have peace."

"Where’s my sister?"

In the distance, a young voice suddenly called out.

Fu Jingsheng ran over, neither flushed nor out of breath, "How long has she been in?"

Song Nuan joyfully went over to give him a big hug, "Brother Jingsheng, long time no see."

Lu Yan frowned and pulled Song Nuan away from the boy’s embrace, "Girls, be mindful of propriety."

With that pull, Song Nuan was annoyed, and without thinking, she blurted out, "You hug and kiss me on the street, and never said to be mindful..."

Mid-sentence, she felt something was amiss.

She saw her parents, Fu Jingsheng, and Tang Si all looking at her, and then at Lu Yan.

"..."

"..."

After an awkward silence.

Father Song said, "We’ll talk about this properly later!"

The two of them hadn’t yet come clean to the family.

Song Nuan rubbed her nose and glanced pitifully at Lu Yan, her eyes filled with "sorry sorry sorry sorry..."

The man rubbed her head, "It’s inevitable."

Inevitable things have to be faced eventually.

Fu Jingsheng glanced at Song Nuan, "I’m embarrassed for you, speaking without thinking."

Luckily, he’s a single guy.

Can’t fathom the joys and pleasures of a relationship, how carefree it is to be single.

Song Nuan kicked at Fu Jingsheng, "Scram, scram, scram."

Mother Song glared at her, "Song Nuan, be polite to your brother."

Fu Jingsheng had been to the Song Family, and the parents liked him.

Just then the doors opened, and Song Yi and the baby were brought out.

Everyone crowded around to look at Song Yi.

Song Nuan sighed, it was a bit too late, it seemed that rumor couldn’t be trusted.

The little baby must resemble his brother-in-law!

Must be devastatingly handsome!!

Song Yi woke up groggily, only feeling the man’s hand holding hers.

He didn’t speak, but she seemed to feel he said a lot of things.

...

Tang Si settled Song Yi and was then directed by her to check on the baby.

The baby was placed in an incubator.

Song Nuan peered through the glass, eager to hold him.

She tugged Lu Yan’s hand, inching closer, "Lu Yan, look at them, they’re so obedient."

"Wah wah wah, I really want to cuddle them."

Lu Yan slightly tilted his head to look at her, "Have one in the future to cuddle."

"I don’t want to, I’m still a child." Song Nuan said, "I want to hold my nephew."

Tang Si walked over, and she immediately pulled him and pointed inside, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, look, that’s your son."

"He doesn’t even cry, so good."

"The nurse even suspected he might be mute." Song Nuan added, "They made him cry, I felt heartache watching."

"But now he’s not crying anymore, wah wah wah, brother-in-law, he’s so cute."

Song Nuan was kind of not wanting school to start again.

Tang Si propped his hand on the glass, looking at the child inside, his eyes deep.

Who knows what he was thinking?

There was a faint smile on his lips.

Mother and child are safe, that’s the best outcome.

He slowly smiled and glanced at Song Nuan, "Want to take care of him?"

Song Nuan was about to nod and agree.

Lu Yan pulled Song Nuan over, "Pee on you, poop on you, you’d still be happy?"

The image... well...

Song Nuan, "...Aren’t there diapers for that?"

"So if you want to do it, you have to learn to change them."

Song Nuan quickly waved her hands, "No, no, no..."

She immediately looked at Tang Si, "Sorry brother-in-law, I’m too young, speaking without thinking, don’t take it seriously."

Tang Si chuckled quietly, saying nothing.

Lu Yan hooked his arm around Tang Si’s shoulder and walked to the hallway, "Congratulations, brother, you’re a dad now."

He handed over a cigarette and lighter, "Want one?"

Tang Si waved it away and pushed it back, "Quit, don’t smoke near me."

Lu Yan raised an eyebrow, "That’s great."

He put away the cigarette, resting his hand on the railing, "What’s the baby’s name?"

Tang Si looked downstairs, cars coming and going, his eyes twinkling with a smile, "Tang Song."

"That name sounds a bit offhand."

"Yeah." Tang Si’s voice drawled lazily, "It’s okay, he was an accident after all."

"But he’s actually a treasure gifted to you both."

"You won’t be able to have more kids, right?"

"Yeah." Tang Si, "The genes don’t allow it, if we have another, it might not be healthy."

He glanced at Lu Yan, "You’ve got to work harder."

"I feel like you’re mocking me," Lu Yan said, "Song Nuan is still young, she’s in school."

"Four years of university, not to mention grad school," Tang Si licked his lips, "I calculated. Even if you wait till she graduates to have kids, you’ll still be thirty-three or thirty-four."

"Yeah." Lu Yan responded softly, "Time ages us all."

Tang Si looked at his calm demeanor, chuckled, and asked, "Have you ever thought about whether it’ll last?"

"If she runs away, you’ll lose out for life."