【Ice Nine】Cage

Shen Qingqiu lay patiently for three days and couldn't stay any longer. Mu Qingfang's medical skills were not bad at all, not to mention that Luo Binghe had put a lot of effort into him. When I opened the quilt, there was only a light-colored scar left on my stomach.

He thought that he was not a woman, how could he use confinement or something, he was very responsive, and his spiritual power also slowly recovered a bit, and there was no pain under the warmth, so he was forced to lie down by Luo Binghe After three days, he refused to lie down any more.

Luo Binghe really couldn't hold him back, so he could only take good care of him, so as not to fall into the root cause of the disease in the future and make trouble for both of them.

Shen Qingqiu had watched Luo Binghe take his son with enthusiasm these few days, so he couldn't help snatching Luo Binghe's job, and took a small wooden spoon to feed Luo Jiushi goat milk.

Because there was no mother's milk, at first he and Luo Binghe were worried that goat's milk would not be suitable for newborn babies, but luckily, Luo Jiushi was quite used to it, and he drank goat's milk without any adverse symptoms.

Shen Qingqiu scraped the froth from the bottom of the spoon with the edge of the bowl, and carefully fed it into Luo Jiushi's mouth.

The little ball of Luo Jiushi sipped the goat's milk up to his mouth, and swallowed it with a whimper, his eyes, which had been fully opened for two days, could not be closed, as if he was about to fall asleep after eating.

In fact, Shen Qingqiu had absolutely no experience in taking care of children, but maybe he was too careful, or because of some kind of instinct, he did it very smoothly, and the small bowl of milk was quickly finished.

Luo Binghe cleaned up the bowl, intending to give Shen Qingqiu a break, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Master, let me hug him."

Shen Qingqiu turned to one side, not letting Luo Binghe take over, and said dissatisfied: "I want to hug."

Seeing his appearance of protecting the baby, Luo Binghe laughed and said: "If you are tired, just give me a hug or put him in the cradle."

Shen Qingqiu didn't respond to him, he wiped his mouth clean for Luo Jiushi on his own, hugged him in his arms and patted him softly.

Probably because Shen Qingqiu suffered from it when he was still in Shen Qingqiu's stomach. Although he was taken care of carefully in the next few months, Luo Jiushi was born a little lighter than ordinary children, and he clenched his fists and cried and cried. Eat, the sound is as thin as a cat meowing, not to mention how pitiful it is.

Shen Qingqiu felt somewhat uneasy, but Mu Qingfang said it was okay, and Luo Binghe continued to comfort him, although his heart was always tense, but looking at his well-behaved and normal son, he could only relax temporarily.

The little meat ball in his arms was full and fell asleep with his mouth open, purring out a few milk bubbles from time to time, and his face that had grown a little bit was finally no longer wrinkled and red, but rosy white, so cute , there was also a faint red mark on the small forehead, which was exactly the same as the one on Luo Binghe's forehead, clearly showing who his other blood relative was.

Coaxing the meat dumpling in his arms to sleep, Shen Qingqiu suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to stare at Luo Binghe who was sitting next to him, his eyes were full of scrutiny: "I see that you are very skillful in raising your son. Well, you didn’t raise wild species outside behind my back, did you?”

Thinking about it this way, it is really possible. In the past, this little bastard dared to accept anything. It is hard to guarantee that there will be no accidents after so long.Shen Qingqiu frowned, panicking in his heart, and felt that the person next to him was an eyesore, so he moved his position in disgust while holding his son.

The same new father Mozun choked for a moment, he couldn't laugh or cry, Shen Qingqiu didn't consider how proficient and smooth he was in raising his son, as if he had done it thousands of times, it should be like this.

Luo Binghe used to pull Shen Qingqiu and Luo Jiushi into his arms together, completely ignoring the awkward movement, and sighed helplessly: "Master's words have given the disciple an unwarranted charge, which is too embarrassing. Sad."

Shen Qingqiu hugged his son tightly, curled up on the bed and ignored him.

Luo Binghe reached out his hand into Luo Jiushi's swaddle and gently squeezed his little feet, pretending to complain: "Little Luoer, grow up quickly, you see that your father will bully others."

Shen Qingqiu said contemptuously: "Who made you spend all day in the crowd of vixen, no wonder people suspect it. Let go, don't touch my son's feet."

Luo Binghe poked his son's cheek with the back of his hand that was slapped red, and said: "Master also said before, can I just treat him as a disciple to change from evil to good? Take care of little Luo'er and ask Mu Qingfang thoroughly. If you can barely do well, Master, don't slander your disciples."

In fact, if I really want to say it, it may be because Luo Jiushi was born under the ardent expectations of his parents, and was carefully treasured. Whether it was before or after birth, Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu both put their minds to it. Take care of him, so he can still do well with no experience.

When Shen Qingqiu was mentioned by Luo Binghe, the image of himself carrying Luo Binghe on his back, foolishly learning how to hold a child with a small quilt, and daring not to let others know suddenly appeared in Shen Qingqiu's mind.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingqiu's face involuntarily became a little hot, coughed, and still with a displeased expression on his face, he said: "It's not too bad to be good."

Luo Binghe nodded hurriedly and said: "That disciple will stop talking."

The precious piece of meat in his stomach finally fell to the ground, and his spiritual power returned. Shen Qingqiu felt relaxed all over, except that the flesh on his stomach became soft, not as firm as before.He pinched the soft flesh, which was quite hurtful, thinking that he must step up his practice in the future.

Luo Jiushi's child is very obedient, he doesn't cry or make trouble, he goes to sleep when he's full, and occasionally chokes a few times, probably because he wants to be hugged, very well-behaved.

But Shen Qingqiu once felt that this child was too well-behaved, thinking that there might be something wrong with his brain, but he immediately frowned, not willing to think of his own son in this direction.

Luo Jiushi didn't fully open his eyes until a few days after he was born. He usually looked half-closed when he was drinking milk. Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe only thought that all children were like this, but they only discovered the problem a few days later. It was just that Luo Jiushi's child fell asleep as soon as he drank milk, and he couldn't take a few mouthfuls at all.

Shen Qingqiu was in a hurry, and it just so happened that Mu Qingfang heard that there were some rare medicinal materials that went far away, and the doctors in the palace were some useless wastes who couldn't explain why. It was much more noisy than Luo Jiushi, an ignorant baby.

Seeing his son's snow-white face turning yellow with hunger, he still fell asleep after sucking a few sips of milk.Shen Qingqiu became ruthless, and asked Luo Binghe to hit his son twice on the soles of his feet when he was about to fall asleep while drinking milk.

There are many acupuncture points on the soles of the feet, which can barely stimulate Luo Jiushi to drink a few sips, but these can always provoke Shen Qingqiu to lose his temper. Either he thinks that Luo Binghe beats him too hard and his son's feet are red, or he scolds him for beating him badly. The son who was too young was about to fall asleep with that little mouthful of milk in his mouth.

Although this method is somewhat useful, but Luo Jiushi is still unavoidable. He doesn't like to cry, he can't even make the soft cry like a milk cat, and tortures Shen Qingqiu every day. .

Later, Shen Qingqiu didn't dare to let Luo Jiushi go, he was afraid that if he didn't take a good look at him, he would lose his breath, and hugged him carefully all day long, coaxing and refusing to let go.

He woke up every once in a while at night, got up suddenly and trembled his fingertips to feel Luo Jiushi's breath, and felt that the small and soft child was still there, so he lay down again frightened, only to wake up again shortly after, Repeatedly throughout the night.

That day, Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe managed to feed Luo Jiushi a small bowl of milk, and then Luo Binghe went out with a sullen face to investigate Mu Qingfang's news, and before leaving, he comforted Shen Qingqiu several times before leaving the door.

Shen Qingqiu sat on the bed with his son in his arms and patted his hands gently, his heart couldn't stop feeling cold.He didn't have a good rest for several days, he just felt dizzy when he looked at the ground in front of him, he was moving his hands, but he closed his eyelids in a daze.

When he felt that someone was trying to take the child away from his arms, Shen Qingqiu was shaken all over, and before he could open his eyes, he raised his hand and slashed fiercely with a knife.

Luo Binghe gently stopped his hand, kissed his forehead, and whispered: "It's me." It turned out that Luo Binghe had returned.

When he carefully picked up Luo Jiu, he helped Shen Qingqiu to lay down on the bed and covered him with the quilt, and comforted him softly: "Master, you are too tired. Don't worry, take a good sleep, little Luoer will be fine, trust me I."

The perennially cold fingertips kept stroking Shen Qingqiu's forehead, with an all-too-familiar strength and gradually warming touch.

Luo Binghe said: "Go to sleep, it's fine."

Shen Qingqiu lay on the bed in a daze, staring at those pitch-black pupils in a daze, and suddenly cried out of nowhere.

Fortunately, Mu Qingfang came back the next day, and after careful diagnosis and care, Luo Jiushi was finally raised into a white and fat dumpling again.

The days of taking care of this little thing were very fulfilling, and six or seven months passed in a flash.

This day, Shen Qingqiu took advantage of his son's sleep and packed out his wet clothes. Luo Binghe usually did these things, but today he happened to encounter something in the Demon Realm and went out. Shen Qingqiu simply Just do it yourself.

Later, when I saw that the suitcases and cabinets were full of small clothes, I thought about picking up some unwearable clothes and throwing them away.But what's a little funny is that there are piles of clothes for children who are three or four years old or older. Luo Binghe ordered someone to make them for Shen Qingqiu who turned into a child. The material and style are excellent, Shen Qingqiu thought. As the child grows fast, these can be left for the son to wear in the future, so he did not throw them away.

When he went in and out a few times and came back from outside, he found that someone had returned and was teasing his son in the cradle.

Shen Qingqiu picked up the cloth towel on the table and wiped his freshly washed hands, wondering, "Why did you come back so soon?"

Luo Binghe turned his head and said with a smile: "Well, I rushed back as soon as I finished dealing with those things that don't look good."

Shen Qingqiu stretched out his hand to lift Luo Jiushi out of the cradle, weighed it, and felt satisfied that the weight in his hand was heavier again.

Luo Binghe stretched out his finger, and the two chubby little tender hands came together, and he had a great time playing alone.

Shen Qingqiu poked Luo Jiushi's white and tender face, and always felt that the demon seal on his forehead made him look like a beautiful girl. He thought it was a little funny, so he couldn't help calling him twice: "Little girl!" Luoer, little Luoer."

Luo Jiushi opened his round eyes and looked at Shen Qingqiu ignorantly, looked at each other for a few moments, then suddenly grinned and giggled, drooling.

When he smiled, Shen Qingqiu pinched his small chin and said in amazement: "Hey, has little Luo'er grown teeth?"

After hearing this, Luo Binghe leaned closer and said, "Let me take a look."

Sure enough, I saw that there was already a cusp on the gum, and I thought it would grow out completely in a short time.

Luo Jiushi probably thought that Shen Qingqiu was playing with him, he happily flailed his hands and feet, drooling.

Seeing his son's stupid appearance, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help laughing and cursing: "Little idiot."

Luo Binghe took Luo Jiushi from Shen Qingqiu's hands, let him pillow in his arms and played with him carelessly, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with the little idiot, he's not our son. Isn't it?" Little Luoer."

Luo Jiushi thought it was fun, and couldn't stop giggling.

"By the way," Luo Binghe said suddenly: "Master, I brought you something back and put it on the table."

Shen Qingqiu thought that he didn't lack anything, what else could this little bastard bring back.

Turning around, he unceremoniously took out the things wrapped in black cloth on the table, and found that it was a fan pendant decorated with light blue tassels, and the jade on it was crystal clear, it was an extremely beautiful thing.

Luo Binghe said: "Didn't you say that little Luo'er broke your previous fan pendant a few days ago, and happened to come back and saw a suitable one, so she brought it back."

Hearing his words, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help thinking, what a coincidence, how could he get such an impressive thing without spending any effort.Besides, I just mentioned it in passing, and I didn't remember it at all. I didn't expect this little beast to take it to heart.

He turned around and went to the bedside to get the fan and hung the fan pendant, picked it up and twirled it around a few times, and it looked pretty good.

Speaking of which, this fan was left to him by Luo Binghe when he was locked here a long time ago. At first he thought the jade pendant on the fan was in the way, but later he got used to it. Couldn't help but regret it.

After unfolding the fan and fanning it twice, Luo Binghe really got a clear idea of ​​his likes and dislikes, and he played them very easily.

Luo Binghe said: "Do you still like it?"

While fanning, Shen Qingqiu said comfortably: "I don't like it very much."

Luo Binghe laughed.

Shen Qingqiu half-closed his eyes and lay on the couch, waving a folding fan in his hand.After a while, a fleshy little hand rubbed his face.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Binghe hugging his son half-kneeling on the edge, teasing him with a smile.

In an instant, the gentle affection flowing in those eyes suddenly turned into fine water, flowing back into the bottom of my heart, boiling hopelessly.

It occurred to him that nothing could be better than now.

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★Two people who rely on instinct to raise a son

★Here is pure nonsense, the child fell asleep as soon as he talked about the milk, it seems that something is too high (I forgot what it is...), it needs to be paid attention to

★Xiao Luoer loved to laugh when she was a child, and she will be a good person when she grows up, but Jiumei thinks that her son is always silly when he laughs, so she will raise Xiao Luoer to be a cute and facial paralyzed