Chapter 33 Is Qiao Yanmeng the mother of little breasts?

After arriving home, Zhan Tingbei first sent the little girl home, then he held Qiao Yanmeng and used her fingerprint to unlock the door to enter the house.

"I, I want more."

Qiao Yanmeng muttered to herself.

Zhan Tingbei found the drunken girl funny and cute, so he put her on the bed, then went to the kitchen to make some hangover soup, brought it over to cool it down, and fed it to her.

"What is this?"

"It's for hangover relief. You'll feel much better after drinking it." Zhan Tingbei coaxed.

Qiao Yanmeng watched and suddenly laughed: "It turns out that there is someone who can make hangover soup for me..."

As she was laughing, she suddenly started to cry. Zhan Tingbei was at a loss. He had no experience in coaxing girls. He patted her back gently with one hand and said in a low and gentle voice, "What's wrong?"

"I hate myself." Qiao Yanmeng said in agony, "If I had seen through his true face earlier, I would have not abandoned the child, my child, wuwuwu."

Qiao Yanmeng thinks of her deceased child every night.

She failed to protect him.

Zhan Tingbei looked at her in pain, feeling sad, "This has nothing to do with you, it's all the scumbag's fault."

"But, I was the one who lost him in the first place. I was such an irresponsible mother. He was so young, why couldn't I take good care of him? I should have been by his side all the time." Qiao Yanmeng was in great pain.

Seeing the girl in agony, Zhan Tingbei's heart shuddered: "How old was your child when you lost him?"

"It was lost shortly after it was born."

Zhan Tingbei's heart suddenly became excited: "Is it a boy?"

"yes."

"What month was that?"

"Yes, Dongyue."

It’s exactly the same as the situation with the little milk ball!

Could such a coincidence happen in this world? Zhan Tingbei was suddenly extremely excited. At first, Xiao Naituan was left at the doorstep of the Zhan family. His mother thought there was a connection between them, so she took him in. However, the more she looked at him, the more she felt that he looked like Zhan Tingbei. After a paternity test, she found out that he was his child.

And in his whole life, only that night did he have a relationship with a woman for some unknown reason.

He was extremely disgusted by the woman's behavior of leaving the child behind and walking away. If she really loved the child, how could she bear to let the child suffer in the winter night? If they had found out later, the little milk ball might have been gone!

But, if this woman is Qiao Yanmeng, it will be different...

"My child died in front of me!"

When Zhan Tingbei was about to ask something else, the woman suddenly cried out in pain, covering her face and sobbing. Zhan Tingbei fell silent for a moment. It seemed that he was just thinking too much... There is no such coincidence in this world.

"Don't be sad, maybe he is just trying to accompany you in a different way. He definitely doesn't want your mother to suffer because of him." Zhan Tingbei coaxed in a low voice.

After a long time, Qiao Yanmeng finally calmed down. She drank some hangover soup and lay down to rest.

Zhan Tingbei wanted to leave, but he was worried about what would happen to her when she was alone at night, so he didn't leave in the end.

The next day, the early morning light enveloped the world, and Qiao Yanmeng slowly woke up and found herself in her bedroom. She had forgotten everything that happened last night.

She stood up, but was frightened.

"woke up?"

Zhan Tingbei, who was lying on the sofa, was awakened by her movement and slowly looked into her eyes.

Qiao Yanmeng nodded, "Why are you here?"

"I'm worried that something might happen to you at night."

So, did he just stay here all night?

Qiao Yanmeng felt something strange in her heart and was somewhat moved: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. I'll go back and cook." Zhan Tingbei stood up and left quickly.

Qiao Yanmeng was embarrassed. He had been guarding her all night and still had to cook. Wouldn't that be too hard? But after she ate the meal cooked by Zhan Tingbei, she forgot everything. This man's cooking was so delicious!

"What is this?"

A lunch box appeared in front of Qiao Yanmeng, and she was confused.

"I made lunch for you. Don't always eat takeout at work. It's bad for your health. You can just heat this in the microwave."

Qiao Yanmeng looked at the man's handsome and indifferent face, and a crack seemed to be pried open in her frozen heart.

"Actually, you don't have to be so nice to me." She murmured in a low voice.

"Just do it casually, you don't have to worry about it."

"……good."

When she opened the lunch box, she saw several kinds of vegetables neatly arranged, including peeled shrimp, garlic vegetables, fried tofu, pork belly, rice and sweet potatoes. She might not be able to get such a nutritious meal if she ate out. Qiao Yanmeng's eyes suddenly became moist.

Her hand was touched, and she looked down to see the little breast holding two eggs.

"Is it for me?"

The little boy nodded seriously. Daddy had prepared things for his aunt, so he couldn't fall behind.

Zhan Tingbei: "He saw me cooking, so he cooked two eggs for you. Take them."

Qiao Yanmeng felt as if she was instantly surrounded by warmth. Her eyes became wet and she almost cried. She took the egg and kissed the little kid on the cheek: "Thank you, baby!"

The little girl was so happy that she looked like she was drunk and didn't know which way to go.

After working hard for more than an hour to cook a meal, it was not as good as his son's two boiled eggs. For the first time in his life, Zhan Tingbei found himself a little...jealous of his son.