He's super cute

"No...no..." Wen Xi swallowed hard, and gently hugged Yu Xiaoque behind her, "I didn't say..."

"Xixi is saying that I'm deaf?" Qin Mubai tilted his head, rubbing his ears and approaching Wenxi step by step.

He was extremely oppressive, and the two little animals rubbed against the corner of the wall and pretended to be dead without moving.

Wen Xi held Yu Xiaoque in her arms and no one said a word, trembling and shrunk into two small balls in fright.

Wen Xi's fear of Qin Mubai is rooted in his bones, he can't even turn his head, and his little hands are icy cold.

"It's the sound of the TV..." Yu Xiaoque buried her head in Wenxi's arms, imitating Jiang Yan coaxing him, patted Wenxi's back awkwardly, and said softly, "No one said ..."

Qin Mubai glanced at Yu Xiaoque, pulled his lower lip lightly, with a cold expression, "Look at your family, you don't blush when you lie."

"There are no rules at all. Is there any place for him to interrupt me?"

Yu Xiaoque was unconsciously relying on Jiang Yan's presence, that's why she dared to speak out, and she was still locked on Jiang Yan from the corner of her eye.

Qin Mubai's two words frightened him to death, and he habitually looked at the man standing aside who was looking at the anklet thoughtfully.

The little eyes were sad and sad, with a dependence and pleading that he couldn't even detect.

"Okay." Jiang Yan rubbed his forehead, held the Taoxin anklet, and glanced at the TV, "This is a hospital, you can go home to deal with things."

"Just get used to it." Qin Mubai clicked his tongue and waved to the person on the hospital bed, "Get off."

Before Wen Xi could react, her body obediently crawled out of bed.

"Have you been told to stand up?" Seeing that the person obediently came over, Qin Mubai suddenly got into trouble and kicked hard with five points of strength, "I wanted to save some face for you, but you didn't want it."

Wen Xi fell to her knees with a plop, her calf was suddenly black and blue, and her knee hurt like it was going to be broken.

But he just bit his lips forbearance, his long eyelashes and black eyelids were covered with a fragile shadow, he lowered his head docilely, and walked to Qin Mubai's feet, "Xixi, Xixi is not leaving..." Yu Xiaoque covered her mouth, her face was flushed red, she struggled to get out of bed to help Wenxi, almost pressed her right hand, and stared fiercely at Qin Mubai with her big eyes.

"Be good." Jiang Yan easily hugged the little thing, and said in a calm voice, "Stop meddling in other people's business."

"I haven't settled your account yet."

"We Xixi have also made friends..." Qin Mubai looked at the inseparable appearance of the two, and sighed, "Have you got your own little secret?"

"Master Qin, I, I didn't..." Wen Xi argued palely.

But which of the two men present is not an elite in the vertical and horizontal business world.

Their little abacus is clear at a glance.

"Shut up." Qin Mubai lifted Wen Xi's chin with the tip of his shoe, and said with a sneer, "Go back and call me someone."

"Let's save it for now."

As the door of the ward slammed shut, Jiang Yan also let go of the little soft bun lying in his arms like a puppy biting and gnawing.

Yu Xiaoque lay on Jiang Yan's body, her little tiger teeth were sharp, she looked very fierce, she bared her small white teeth, but when it landed on Jiang Yan's body, there were sticky marks of saliva.

Yu Xiaoque glared at him panting, her face was so thin that all the fat was gone, and her facial features became more refined.

He has bright facial features, is too beautiful, fierce and coquettish, biting Jiang Yan indiscriminately, and thinks he is very fierce, but in fact he is so soft that he doesn't even want to leave a small tooth mark.

Jiang Yan supported his buttocks and arched him towards the hollow of his shoulders.

The little butt is full of meat, round and chubby, like tender breasts, and there is also a lot of thigh meat, and I can't wait to sink my hand into it when I feel it.

I'm still young, and I'm still young after all these years.

Jiang Yan stroked his forehead hair, not knowing where his thoughts drifted.

Normally Yu Xiaoque should be in college at this age.

His grades have always been good, maybe he will be admitted to a prestigious university, he should be a star-studded boy in school, maybe he will meet a sweet and sour love at a certain event.

Will he also have a beautiful and lovely child with some woman?

rather than as it is now.

Like a little girl who has lost her footing, she was abducted by him to have a child at a young age.

Jiang Yan shook his head and laughed, pinched Yu Xiaoque's chin and stroked his belly.

But how could he resist him?

There is his cub in his belly, and he has to live whether he wants to.

The little canary was trapped in a golden cage by him, so she didn't have any right to make decisions about her own body.

Yu Xiaoque grabbed the man's chin in her mouth and didn't let go, she really exerted her strength, and Jiang Yan's chin tingled.

"Little sparrow is a dog?" Jiang Yan plucked his hair, not daring to hurt him too hard, and said softly, "Shut up."

Yu Xiaoque muttered vaguely while glaring at Jiang Yan angrily.

"What did you say?"

Yu Xiaoque still didn't let go, and continued to babble.

Jiang Yan covered his forehead, patted Yu Xiaoque's chubby butt resentfully, and said helplessly, "I don't understand what you're doing."

"It's stupid at first, but it's even more stupid when you're pregnant."

Yu Xiaoque hesitated for a moment, then slowly let go of her mouth, shaking Jiang Yan's hand from her buttocks, "I want to take Xixi over."

"It's someone else's stuff." Jiang Yan pulled Yu Xiaoque's mouth away, and touched the sharp little canine teeth, "Which is what you said you wanted?"

"Xixi is not a thing!" Yu Xiaoque was unhappy, and got angry at Jiang Yan, "Mr. is a thing."

Jiang Yan looked at Yu Xiaoque lovingly with a look of caring for the mentally retarded, which was rare.

"No!" Yu Xiaoque came to his senses, biting his nails and correcting himself, "You are nothing."

Jiang Yan was almost laughed at by him, pulled his fingers out of his mouth, touched a nail clipper from the bedside table, and said coldly, "Why didn't you just say that?"

"Now you're in my den."

Yu Xiaoque leaned into his arms, and moved her body in dissatisfaction, like a kitten being restrained, "That person is good or bad, bullying Xixi, shall we take Xixi over?"

"But it has cost me a lot of money to raise you." Jiang Yan meticulously trimmed Yu Xiaoque's nails that were bitten like dogs, and the nails were pink and tender.

"I raise Xixi." Yu Xiaoque kicked her legs, frowning in distress, "You raise me, it's fine!"

"What are you dreaming of?" Jiang Yan held Yu Xiaoque's feet in his hands and began to cut her toenails, "Where did you get the money?"

"If my painting is shortlisted, there will be a lot of money." Yu Xiaoque became energetic when he mentioned this, and Damao was stunned.

"It's a pity." Jiang Yan pinched his dishonest toes, "The competition time has passed."

"I forgot..." Yu Xiaoque drooped her head listlessly, and said, "I can't find my painting."

Jiang Yan didn't say a word, quietly put on the socks with the kitten pattern on him, and put the anklet on again.

The soft light fell on the two of them, and the corners of Jiang Yan's lips curled up slightly, showing a beautiful arc, which made him more gentle.

When he bent over, a necklace in the shape of a peach heart was looming around his neck, and he quickly took it back.

Yu Xiaoque tugged at the quilt in distress, not knowing what to think.

"Sir..." He frowned, hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yan was carrying the food and was planning to go to Reheat, but turned around and asked.

Perhaps this atmosphere is a long-lost harmony, Yu Xiaoque hesitated, raised her small head, and poked her right arm lightly, "Can I still draw?"

From the time the tendon was broken until now, he never yelled at Jiang Yan about pain or grievance, but in Jiang Yan's eyes, he was inexplicably noisy.

He asked Jiang Yan if he could let him go, he asked Jiang Yan what he was, and he even asked Jiang Yan if he could take Wen Xi home.

But he never raised his right arm once.

It's like he doesn't care anymore.

But how can you not care?

Jiang Yan looked at the young man who poked his right arm cautiously on the hospital bed, and returned to that midsummer in a daze.

When the cicadas were singing, the boy hid in the shade of a tree, with his head down, stroking the ice cola that had almost melted in his hand, and in front of him were painting utensils that had been smashed beyond recognition.

"Brother Yan..." He didn't cry, but his eyes were slightly red, and he looked up at him aggrievedly, "Can I continue to draw?"

How did he do it?

At that time, he knelt down, stroked the child's head, and asked in a gentle voice, "Do you still want to draw?"

The boy bit his lip and nodded vigorously, "Thought..."

"Then learn..." He bent his lips and smiled, "I will take care of everything."

So later, he really supported a family by himself, and tried his best to protect the young man to grow up carefree.

But what about now?

Jiang Yan didn't want to think about it.

The distance between him and this person is not only a deep abyss of coldness that cannot be resolved, but also a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred.

It's different, it's different.

Time and space seemed to be wrong, Jiang Yan sighed, put down the food in his hands, squatted in front of the hospital bed, and rubbed Yu Xiaoque's forehead hair.

"Do you still want to draw?"

"Sir, I think..." Yu Xiaoque moved her right arm, "I, I don't know what else I can do besides painting?"

Jiang Yan's eyes were fixed, and he looked at him steadily.

Suddenly there was an indescribable anger.

Why?

Why can he still be as innocent every day as before?

Why was he the only one who tossed and turned and suffered so much?

Yu Xiaoque couldn't understand the deep meaning in his eyes, but felt uncomfortable in his heart and panicked, he lowered his eyes and fiddled with the hem of his clothes helplessly.

"Little sparrow..." Jiang Yan was as gentle as ever, gently holding his hand, "Give birth to the baby first, and we'll talk later, okay?"

He used a deliberative tone, but his expression was clear and unquestionable.

"But..." Yu Xiaoque moved her lips, trying to pull her hand away.

"No but." Jiang Yan interrupted him, but he was very gentle, "Isn't it good to just stay at home?"

"Just have time to learn how to serve people."

Yu Xiaoque was so anxious that her eyes widened and she held back her tears.

"Is it because you are disobedient and have to go out to break your arm tendons." Jiang Yan started again, blaming all the faults on Yu Xiaoque.

"You have to pay for your own mistakes."

Yu Xiaoque blinked, tears still splashing on the back of Jiang Yan's hands, scorching for no reason.

"I, I'm worried about Mr....I obviously..."

How can you make me sound so bad.

"Be good, don't make me angry." Jiang Yan didn't want to listen to him, and curled her fingers.

"You are pregnant with a child, and I don't want to deal with you."