Chapter 1408: Aren't you tired?

"Forget it, I understand ..." Song Wenxin sighed and said helplessly.
"Mom, is your sister's name taken?" Jiang Zixie asked curiously, he couldn't wait to know her sister's name.
"Not yet, wait for your mother to take it!" Song Wen smiled softly, and then said softly.
The names of the three sons were taken by Jiangbei Han.
So this daughter is naturally the same!
"Jiang Xingnuan!" At this moment, the direction of the bedroom door suddenly heard Jiang Beihan's voice.
Hearing that, Song Wenxin looked up and saw Jiang Beihan was walking in holding the pink cricket, every step, walking carefully ...
"Jiang Xing Nuan ..." When he heard the name, Song Wen hesitated ...
Star warm, warm star ... warm heart ...
Although I don't know if he meant it, when he heard the name, Song Wen subconsciously thought of it here.
Several years of husband and wife, the two also have a lot of tacit understanding.
"Xing Nuan." Jiang Zi Xie silently read the name again, then nodded with satisfaction.
"Did the daughter fall asleep?" Song Wenxin looked up at Jiangbeihan's daughter and asked in a low voice.
"Huh!" Jiang Beihan glanced down at the baby in his arms, then raised his thin lips!
His daughter was so good, he never cried in his arms and slept soundly!
"Then bring her over!" Song Wenxin lifted the quilt beside him and said.
"No need, I can just hold it!" Jiangbei cold pressed her thin lips and returned directly!
His daughter couldn't hold enough!
"But aren't you tired ..." Song Wenxin looked at him as he hugged his daughter and refused to let go.
Since the birth of his daughter, Jiang Beihan has never left his hand ...
This is a treatment rarely enjoyed by all three sons!
"Not tired!" Jiang Beihan replied without hesitation, hugging his daughter, and his heart was full of satisfaction, of course he would not be tired!
Listening to Jiang Beihan's answer, Song Wen felt a little stunned. He didn't talk anymore, but covered the lifted quilt.
"Then you keep holding it!"
This sentence, one way out, somehow, it was inexplicably a bit more sour ...
Jiang Beihan naturally heard it, raising his brows and looking at Wen Wenxin with a smile on his lips.
"Song Wenxin, are you jealous?"
"You think too much, I'm not as naive as you!" Song Wen glanced at him and denied it!
She is not like him, she is jealous of her own son!
She just felt that this man was too much, holding her daughter all day long!
"Don't deny it, your emotions can't escape my eyes!" Jiang Beihan smirked and said proudly.
"That's dazzling you!" Song Wenxin slipped his lips, and couldn't help but give him a white look.
"Angry?"
"No!"
Jiang Beihan came over holding his daughter, suddenly bent down, leaned against her ear, and whispered, "Even with a daughter, you are the most important one in my heart!"
No matter when the daughter is born, her position in his heart has never changed!
Even if he likes his daughter, it is because she was born to her!
The words fell, Jiang Beihan couldn't help but bow his head to kiss her ... but Song Wenxin reached out and nudged him a little.
"Zi Xie is still there." Song Wen smiled helplessly, and then reminded him.