Volume 1 Chapter 89 Wen Suhe, You Make Me Cry, You Comfort Me
Qiao Yin lowered his head, looking unhappy.
Mourn in advance for the dark life ahead.
Wen Suhe didn't say anything, but her eyes were glued to him, wishing she could be rubbed into his bones and blood until death.
Qiao Yin was startled, "Where's the pineapple?"
Wen Suhe was very busy, holding his son and staying close to Qiao Yin.
Hearing this, the corners of his mouth slowly curved up, "I don't think there's any here. I'll give it to you when I get back."
Qiao Yin explained, "It's not a fruit, it's my cat, Little Orange."
"In the car behind."
Wen Suhe has a habit of collecting things related to Qiao Yin.
Want to take it all away.
Qiao Yin is a soft-hearted girl, but she is cold and hard towards him.
In the photo, the cat's tail is against her arm, which shows how close they are. There are also many cat toys, cat food, canned food, cat litter and other things in the house.
He asked Zhou Shuo to pack up everything and take it away.
I was afraid that Qiao Yin would quarrel with him.
Qiao Yin breathed a sigh of relief. "I was so scared. I thought I had forgotten it."
"What if I forget you?"
"Go back and get it!"
Wen Suhe raised his hand and clasped her neck, pressing her head towards him, "If you forget a cat, remember to go back and get it. You forgot me in China for a year, you should think of a way to comfort me and make me not angry."
The little baby fell asleep peacefully on his father's lap.
So even when they are angry, they speak in a low voice.
Qiao Yin tilted her head towards him, and her body was forced to turn sideways towards him. His deep gaze was like an abyss that could suck her in.
Her heart trembled slightly, and she said, "I haven't forgotten you, I always remember you..."
Wen Suhe became even angrier, "Remember me, and if you don't come back, your crime will be even more serious."
Qiao Yin: o(╥﹏╥)o
It’s better to say you forgot!
"If you were nice to me, would I run away?" Qiao Yin boldly looked him in the eye, "It's all your fault!"
Anyway, I can't admit my mistake.
My mother taught me.
Wen Suhe snorted, "It's my fault. I was not nice to you? Qiao Yin, do you have a conscience?"
Qiao Yin put her finger on his lips, "Shh, keep your voice down. Your son is hard to coax. Don't wake him up."
Son, son!
All he talks about is his son.
Does Qiao Yin still have him in her heart?
I'm afraid that during this year of separation, Qiao Yin had very little time to think about him, but her attention was attracted by this tiny baby on her lap.
Originally, Qiao Yin showed little favor to him.
After I had a son, there were even fewer.
Wen Suhe's heart was almost broken.
People are about to break.
He said in a deep voice, "I'm harder to coax than him, coax me first."
"I'll ruin your waist if I try to coax you." Qiao Yin complained in a low voice.
"Your waist has been resting for a year."
"No, I haven't had a day's rest. Pregnancy hurts my waist, and taking care of a baby hurts my waist too..." Qiao Yin's voice got smaller and smaller, "Um, can you not lock me up in the small dark room? There are no windows and no light, I'll be scared..."
Although he accidentally replicated his parents' love path, he was caught again after running away with the ball.
But she didn't want to go into the small dark room.
"You're working so hard, why don't you contact me?" Wen Suhe's heartbreak turned into distress, and his right hand fell on her waist and started massaging it.
As usual.
Every time I tortured her too much, I would give her a massage.
The long-lost touch came, and Qiao Yin's waist softened, and her voice became soft and sweet, "Yeah, it's not that bad, not as hard as you think, it's just that the baby is very attached to me, and he needs me to coax him to sleep every time, plus breastfeeding..."
Qiao Yin lowered her head and looked at Lai Lai's sleeping face with a gentle gaze, "He is so well-behaved and cute, and I am the only biological mother around, so I spoil him a little."
"What about me?"
Wen Suhe was jealous.
He was actually jealous of the child.
He eventually became like his father.
"You...what?" Qiao Yin blinked blankly.
Wen Suhe gnashed his teeth in anger, "You don't coax me, nor dote on me. Why do I feel like you really want to live in the little dark room, my dear?"
"No~"
"I don't want to live here."
Qiao Yin took the initiative to move over and kissed him on the face, "To comfort you."
Wen Suhe's expression improved, "Just a kiss?"
"My mouth is still a little swollen."
"Let you have a good rest, and we'll settle the details after we get home." Wen Suhe smiled gently.
Qiao Yin felt a chill on his back.
Small dark room.
No!
They chartered a plane to return home, and the plane was full of people from Wensuhe.
The little kid woke up as soon as he got on the plane.
"Maybe he's hungry."
Qiao Yin took his son and asked, "Can you turn around?"
It was quite embarrassing to ask her to breastfeed in front of Wen Suhe after not seeing her for a year.
Wen Suhe looked surprised and snorted coldly, "My dear, you are my wife."
"shy."
Wen Suhe leaned close to her ear and whispered hoarsely, "Don't be shy. I will do to you what he did to you when we go back tonight."
The tips of Qiao Yin's ears turned red, and the little kid in front of her eagerly put his little head towards her chest, grabbing her clothes with his little hands.
She could only lift up her clothes and breastfeed in front of Wen Suhe.
It's really embarrassing.
Wen Suhe stared at him without blinking, "Did he hurt you?"
"The teeth haven't come out yet, only the tips of the teeth, it's okay..."
The little baby closed his eyes, sucking milk comfortably and enjoying himself, his little hands were clenched into fists, and he was humming so cutely.
Such a cute baby is his son.
Wen Suhe's heart was also melted by the cuteness.
After the little milk boy finished eating, Qiao Yin handed the baby to Wen Suhe and taught him how to burp the baby.
After being caught, even if he ran away later, Qiao Yin didn't plan to take the little baby with him.
It would be nice to let little Naibao stay in the Wen family and be the eldest master.
So, Wen Suhe has to learn how to take care of the little baby.
This time I’m breastfeeding, next time I’ll let Wen Suhe make milk powder.
Let him learn how to be a father.
Wen Suhe treated his son very well, although he was a little jealous. When Qiao Yin was not looking, he would secretly kiss his son's face.
When Qiao Yin woke up, he found that Wen Suhe had bruises on his face.
Such a handsome face!
Baby, how could you dig in daddy's face?
There were two red blood marks on Wen Suhe's left cheek.
Although it's very light, he has fair skin, so it's very obvious.
Wen Suhe tilted his head, his eyes full of grievance, as if saying, "Wife, look, he is grabbing me. Wife, please comfort me."
You can't feel sorry for a man.
He was still a man who wanted to lock her up in a small dark room.
Qiao Yin said calmly, "You'll get used to it. I've been caught several times before. You can cut his nails when you get home."
Wen Suhe didn't care about the blood marks on his face, he just stared at Qiao Yin, "Did it hurt when he grabbed you?"
"pain."
"You deserve it."
Then Wen Suhe patted the sleeping little kid a few times.
The success resulted in the cabin being filled with the cries of little babies.
Qiao Yin pulled the corner of his mouth and said mercilessly, "You made her cry, you comfort her."
"How dare you cry? You hurt your mother."
Wen Suhe picked up his son and looked him in the eye. "Don't cry, be a real man."
The little kid cried even louder.
He seems to be going against his father.
"The man you're talking about is only six months old." Qiao Yin reminded him in a low voice.
When the little man heard his mother's voice, he started struggling in his father's arms, his limbs shaking wildly, and his body leaning towards Qiao Yin. His little butt was still in his father's arms, but his upper body was almost in his mother's arms.
I was so anxious that I almost spoke.
Mommy hug~
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