Chapter 7 — Every Day Waking Up With You

Eight months later, I gave birth to a baby girl at the district hospital. The first time he held his baby, Hoac Tran's hands shook so much it felt like he was winnowing rice. It got to the point where the nurse couldn't bear it anymore and had to remind her: "Comrade, the baby is not that weak." But he still cherishes every little bit, as if he were holding the whole world in the palm of his hand. When we got home, Hoac Tran placed the baby's crib right next to our bed. The baby cried in the middle of the night, but he woke up before me. Changing diapers, mixing milk — everything is learned lightning fast. Comments exclaimed: 【The Man of Steel is also so gentle!】 【The old man suddenly turned into three diapers!】 【This father is truly too worthy!】 On the day his daughter turned one month old, Hoo Tran treated the whole village to a sumptuous meal, dozens of tables filled the yard. The village secretary's face was red from the alcohol, he patted Hoc Tran's shoulder and laughed: "This kid, he really has a career and a family at the same time!" Hoo Tran just smiled and kept pouring wine for guests. I held my daughter and sat at the women's table. Several aunts in the village took turns approaching and teasing her: "Oh my god, she's so pretty, just like her mother." "These big round eyes are exactly like Hoc Tran, it's like a mold!" I lowered my head to look at the little baby in my arms - She looked around with round eyes, her small hand holding my finger tightly. At night, after seeing off the last guest, Hoac Tran returned home. At that time, I had just finished putting my baby to sleep. He stood by the crib looking at his child for a long time, until when he raised his head, there was still a trace of tenderness in his eyes that had not yet disappeared. “Are you tired?” – he asked softly. I shook my head slightly, reached out to help him unbutton the top button of his shirt: "You should be asking, you've been standing still all day." Suddenly, he hugged my waist, his voice hoarse: "Mieu Mieu, you are so beautiful today..." I stood on tiptoe, placing a light kiss on his chin: "Later... hand over the food, okay?" His eyes suddenly darkened, without saying a word he picked me up like a princess. The heater under the bed was already heating up, I fell straight into the soft blanket, only to see him bend over, one hand unbuttoning his shirt - "Split, split", two buttons flew out, revealing a large, solid chest. “Wait, wait…” – I suddenly remembered something – “My daughter… will she ever wake up?” Hoc Tran's movements stopped, then he took out a small bell from the drawer and hung it on the crib: "When you wake up, the bell will ring." I chuckled: “When did you prepare this?” He didn't answer, just bent down, put his hands on both sides of me: "I've been preparing for a long time, since you were pregnant... I've been holding back for a long time..." His hands were big, warm, and wherever they went, they seemed to light a small fire, making every inch of my skin feel like it was on fire. “If it hurts, say it.” He bit my earlobe and whispered softly. I shook my head, but at a certain moment, I still couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Hoo Tran immediately stopped, his forehead was covered in sweat: "Did I hurt you?" I blushed, snuggled into his chest: "It's not... it's just... my daughter is also in the room, it feels... a bit strange..." He laughed lowly, the laughter rang out from his chest, transmitted straight to me: "Then take it easy." Comments flew across the screen: 【Ah ah ah this gender tension!!】 【Hoo Tran really knows how to do it!】 Outside the window, the sound of crickets had also stopped. The oil lamp above the bed was soon extinguished. Hooc Tran held me in his arms, gently stroking my hair me little by little. “What are you thinking?” – he asked. I gently poked his abs with my finger: "I was thinking... have you really never loved anyone before?" He caught my naughty hand: "Never." “So how do you know… so much…” He leaned close to my ear, his voice low and hoarse: “It's just instinct.” He decisively interrupted me, his ears turning red. I giggled and crawled under the blanket, but he immediately pulled me back out: "Do you still dare to laugh?" His breathing became heavy again, I quickly begged for forgiveness: "Don't laugh anymore, don't laugh anymore! We still have to shoot a video tomorrow..." Hoo Tran snorted, and finally stopped "treating" me. The next morning, I was woken up by my daughter's cry. Before he could sit up, Hoo Tran quickly took a step out of bed: "I'll go, you should sleep a little more." I half-blindly watched him hold the child expertly, his tall figure in the strangely gentle morning sunlight. Comments passed across the screen: 【From then on, the prince and princess lived together so happily that it made people jealous.】 I smiled, burying my face in the pillow. What is it like to be a female star? My happiness is the peaceful days with this rough man. It is a rich field that he cultivates. It's the warm arms that hug me every night. It was a lovely purring sound that rang out from that small cradle. I can touch the whole world in my hand.