Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

She could hear the man's heavy breathing in her ears, the overwhelming smell of alcohol, and the heat on the tip of her tongue, making her feel dizzy as if she had drunk alcohol.

She didn't know how the kiss started. She only knew that her palms were pressed down. If she moved lightly, she couldn't break free, but if she moved too loudly, it would wake the child.

After thinking for a few more rounds, she completely lost her defense. Li Yucheng's wolfish side after drinking gradually emerged. She was defeated while breathing, and her body kept leaning back.

The kiss became more and more fierce and deeper. The feeling of suffocation swept over like a wave. Ni Jia couldn't bear it anymore, so he bit her randomly.

Li Yucheng stepped back silently. The pain forced him to regain his sanity little by little, and he gradually saw the woman's face, which was flushed due to lack of oxygen.

He leaned over again. Ni Jia's breathing hadn't yet calmed down, so he subconsciously dodged to the side: "Don't..."

With a faint taste of blood in his mouth, Li Yucheng laughed softly, tilted his head and rested his chin on Ni Jia's shoulder, then reached his hands behind her and hugged her loosely.

Immediately afterwards, all the strength in my body was released, and all the weight was placed on the little body in my arms.

"Get out of the way." Because of the kiss, Ni Jiatui didn't have much strength to push: "You're very heavy."

"Dizzy." The other party only gave her one word.

She had never seen Li Yucheng like this before, speaking in monosyllables like... showing weakness.

Ni Jia murmured with a hot face: "Get up even if you feel dizzy."

"Why do you always like to tie your hair up?" Li Yucheng took off her hairpins from behind, and her hair fell down. He rolled up a strand and played with it on his fingertips.

She was very familiar with this action, as Li Yucheng had this habit before.

This thought made her think of some scenes uncontrollably. She quickly pulled her hair back and turned her face away, her face redder than before.

"You didn't answer me."

"It's more convenient to work with your legs crossed." Ni Jia finished speaking quickly and wanted to jump off the table, but Li Yucheng stopped him by pressing on his shoulders.

The other person glanced at her, half-believing and half-disbelieving, and finally stopped at her feet and reminded her: "Put on your shoes."

His thoughts just now were clear, his logic was coherent, and his expression was not stammering. Apart from his red cheeks, he seemed fine otherwise.

Ni Jia felt that Li Yucheng was not drunk, at least not completely drunk...

"I will do it myself."

She dodged Li Yucheng's move to put on her shoes and jumped off the table to put them on herself. At this moment, she felt that the other party must have been drunk to death.

"What on earth are you doing here?"

Li Yucheng seemed to have just come to his senses. He took out the red envelopes from his pocket, and placed them on the bedside together with the one on the table, four on each side, flatly spread next to the pillow.

Ni Jia felt that the other party was drunk, otherwise it was no reason for him to give a red envelope suddenly, and it wasn't a holiday.

Until the other party turned around and handed her a card. She was very familiar with that card. It was Li Yucheng's secondary card.

"this is yours."

Ni Jia didn't take it. He looked the other person up and down and pushed the card back: "Don't walk around when you're drunk and spend money."

Some words touched Li Yucheng's temple, but he leaned against the wall and laughed again. Ni Jia was worried that he would wake the child, so she went over and covered his mouth.

At the same time, Li Yucheng calmly put the card into Ni Jia's pocket.

The child was still restless even when being covered, so Ni Jia pressed the door handle and pushed the person out. If he continued to do this, the child would really wake up.

The living room had just been cleaned up in the morning, and now it was piled with all kinds of boxes again. Ni Jia was dumbfounded on the second floor and turned around to glare at Li Yucheng.

While going downstairs, he said to Li Xinghe who was waiting downstairs: "Next time he drinks too much, you should send him home directly, don't hang around."

Where to drink? Where to hang out? Li Xinghe looked at the boss who looked clear-headed and smiled with a fake smile: "Okay."

After Li Yucheng went downstairs, he sat in the restaurant naturally to drink sobering soup. Ni Jia didn't expect that these were all Lego. He was speechless for a moment. He wanted to curse but suddenly couldn't open his mouth.

She understood Li Yucheng's eagerness to please his sister, but it was obvious that he was using too much strength and not in the right place.

"My sister has a strong sense of self-esteem and is very competitive. If you treat her differently, she won't be able to handle it."

Li Yucheng put down the bowl and looked at the crooked boxes, which were piled up in a regular pattern in the corner.

"Don't force her." Ni Jia paused as he bent down to pack his things: "Give her some time, she will scream."

"How much time did Cheng Wenbo spend at the beginning?"

Ni Jia turned his back to him and started to clean up again: "The situation is different, don't dwell on it."

There was no response from behind for a long time. Thinking of the explanation just given upstairs, Ni Jia gradually softened his heart: "At the beginning, my sister had a weak resistance and had pneumonia once. Cheng Wenbo is a pediatrician, and he took care of her in the hospital."

"It's normal that Ni Hao trusts him." Ni Jia had to carefully choose his words, for fear that any one word would cause the following to explode.

Li Yucheng didn't say anything, just staring at the bowl of noodles, not knowing what he was thinking. Ni Jia was worried and looked back.

"Go and get the box from next door." Li Yucheng suddenly instructed Li Xinghe.

After the people left and they were the only ones left in the living room, he asked again, "How did he get his identity?"

Ni Jia took a wet towel and wiped her hands while glancing at the dining table. Li Yucheng kept his head down, with half of his face in the blind spot, so she couldn't see his expression clearly.

"At first, Chen Mi was just joking," she said, twisting her fingertips and speaking slowly, "Then I realized what he was thinking, so I just let the child recognize him as the godfather."

Li Yucheng turned to look at her, his expressionless face making it impossible to tell his emotions. Ni Jia felt flustered for some reason and murmured something unclearly.

"Stepfathers are always called uncles. Haven't you heard of that?"

This is a safe job, which means there is no chance of getting a permanent job. Is this man stupid, Ni Jia thought.

Li Yucheng didn't look like he was going to get angry, but it seemed like there was no point in talking about this matter. Sure enough, the next second she heard the man say, "No."

Ni Jia wanted to roll her eyes, but she held it back. She would not interfere in this matter anyway. If Li Yucheng had the ability, he would ask his daughter to change her mind himself.

Besides, she also saw the interview this morning. Cheng Wenbo's words were ambiguous, and new public opinion has emerged online.

She was also annoyed about this. After all, the other party had helped a lot, and she couldn't say more based on hearsay.

"Whatever you want." She threw the soiled tissue into the basket and shrugged.

With a click, the door to the second floor opened. Ni Hao came out in her pajamas, rubbing her eyes sleepily, and called downstairs, "Mommy."

"Why are you awake?"

This is the elder sister, because the younger sister would not react like this when seeing him. Aunt Tong came out of the kitchen, and Li Yucheng stopped her and went upstairs himself.

Seeing him coming up, Ni Hao immediately hid back in the room, leaving a crack in the door, and secretly looked at him through the narrow gap. Li Yucheng approached and squatted, and the crack in the door became narrower again.

"Are you thirsty?" he tried to ask, but Ni Hao shook his head.

"Then what do you want to do?"