Volume 1 Chapter 92 I won't run away, you have my son
"I'll be right there."
I never wore a gold chain before, and my activity space was the entire landscape garden.
Now I'm trapped in a room.
Damn it!
She ran off with the ball for nothing?
Wen Suhe came in with breakfast and saw Qiao Yin sitting on the bed angrily. She glared at him with her beautiful eyes, then turned her head away and ignored him proudly.
"snort!"
And hummed it.
Last night's lesson was not enough.
Wen Suhe put down his breakfast and said, "Come and eat."
"I don't!"
"You can let me hug you if you want."
Qiao Yin immediately backed off. It was quite uncomfortable to have something on his ankle, so he walked over slowly.
I exerted a lot of energy last night and I am quite hungry.
Wen Suhe took her hand, pulled her to sit on his lap, and leaned over intimately, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"It's okay, but I didn't feel good when I woke up today." Qiao Yin raised his left leg, "Here, open it."
Wen Suhe's eyes fell on her white and tender ankles, and he said with embarrassment, "Maybe not."
"Wen Suhe, I promised you last night that I wouldn't run away, but you still treated me like this. I'm so sad..."
"You don't believe me..."
She looked aggrieved, her eyes began to turn red, and she looked so pitiful.
Wen Suhe was deceived by her appearance in the past.
I thought she was obedient, pitiful, simple, kind, pure and innocent.
As a result, I was thinking about how to leave him.
"You've already run away once, so your reputation with me is a bit low. Why don't you work hard to improve your reputation, and I'll consider whether I can solve it." Wen Suhe picked up the chopsticks, "Eat first, baby."
Qiao Yin opened his mouth obediently. The beef buns had thin skin and large fillings. They were spicy, juicy and tasted great.
But what she was thinking about was how to improve her credit score?
"Of course I won't run away. My son is here, my little baby that I gave birth to. If you control him, you control me." Qiao Yin shook her feet, and the gold chain made a crisp sound where it touched the ground.
"Husband~"
"My dear husband..."
Wen Suhe said with a straight face, "Eat first, and then we'll talk."
"All right."
Qiao Yin has no habit of fasting, and she is now a breastfeeding mother.
It had been a long time since he last saw Qiao Yin eating obediently, so Wen Suhe's eyes were always on her face. She chewed slowly with her cheeks puffed up, and occasionally touched his trouser leg with her foot.
Wen Suhe endured it again and again, "Don't seduce me."
"No, I'm expressing my dissatisfaction."
Qiao Yin said this and kicked him on the legs a few more times.
The force is mutual. I don't know if Wen Suhe was hurt by the kick. Her leg hurts a lot.
Qiao Yin let out a hiss and put down his chopsticks, "I'm full."
"Good boy, now that you're full, it's my turn."
"Didn't you eat?"
Qiao Yin's body felt lighter and he was picked up by Wen Suhe, heading for the big bed.
This bastard wanted to eat her!
She grabbed Wen Suhe's shirt and said, "I can't..."
"My dear, we have been apart for a year. You have to make up for what you owe me."
Wen Suhe had just coaxed the little kid to sleep, so he shouldn’t wake up in the short term. Even if he wakes up, there will be a hired confinement nanny to feed him, so Qiao Yin doesn’t need to worry.
They have plenty of time.
"I'm pregnant. I can't do it even if I'm by your side. I don't want to..."
"Wen Suhe you bastard!"
"I'm going to sue you!"
Qiao Yin was put on the bed again.
Wen Suhe kissed her cheek, "Be good, coax me first. Once you coax me well, you can walk out of this door and sue me..."
So crazy and perverted!
Help--
And save her waist.
Woo woo woo…
Her waist is broken.
Little Milk Bag’s food rations are gone too.
It's dark now.
Why is Wen Suhe still sticking to her?
The sheets were already soaked, and Qiao Yin felt like he had been fished out of the water.
Wen Suhe let her go for the time being, held her in his arms and sat on the sofa to eat dinner, while he went to change the bed sheets.
Qiao Yin just wanted to lie down and wait to be fed.
Wen Suhe changed the bed sheets and returned to the sofa. "No appetite?"
Qiao Yin replied weakly: "Waiting for you to feed me."
"If you're enjoying yourself so much, why did you run away in the first place?" Wen Suhe sat down, pulled her up and leaned against his chest, "Did you forget my phone number?"
Meeting her confused look, Wen Suhe smiled.
He brought a bowl of chicken soup to Qiao Yin's mouth and said slowly, "My dear, you will be punished if you can't recite my phone number."
Qiao Yin drank the chicken soup in small sips.
In the past, Wen Suhe asked her to memorize not only his phone number, but also his ID card, bank card password, safe password, and mobile payment password.
If you can't answer, he will kiss you until you get the answer right.
She seemed to have really forgotten.
I knew it by heart before, but I haven't thought about it in a while. Apart from remembering 13, I have no recollection of the following nine digits.
Pregnancy makes you stupid for three years!
"You can't blame me, blame your son. He sucked away my IQ and memory..." Qiao Yin explained weakly.
"He's really abominable. As a punishment, he is not allowed to drink breast milk today."
You are such a good father.
This punishment is severe for a six-month-old child!
"You drank it all anyway..." Qiao Yin complained in a low voice.
"By the way, I haven't seen him today..."
"I'll see you after I finish eating."
Qiao Yin did not doubt the truth of this and ate with Wen Suhe obediently.
After dinner, Wen Suhe cleaned up the table and went out.
Still couldn't get Wen Suhe to take off the anklet.
After a while, Wen Suhe came in holding the little baby.
"Lai Lai~"
"Baby, do you miss mommy?"
The little kid hadn't seen his mother for a day. As soon as he was in his mother's arms, he raised his hands and touched her face.
Qiao Yin tilted his head back, "You want to grab mom again."
"Wensuhe!"
It hurts when Qiao Yin pulls his throat.
I overused my voice today.
"Honey, please speak."
"Cut his nails."
A dad cannot just change diapers and prepare milk powder, he needs to be able to do other things as well.
Qiao Yin began to instruct Wen Suhe, "There should be a blue one in the suitcase with cartoon patterns. It's very cute and is specially used to cut baby's nails."
Wen Suhe went to get a small nail clipper. Qiao Yin teased the little boy to divert his attention, and Wen Suhe carefully cut his son's nails.
It's too difficult.
It’s harder than cutting Qiao Yin’s nails.
Each finger is short and small, and the nails are also small.
Although the nails are small, it hurts when they dig at people.
Qiao Yin praised him, "You have a good haircut, you have the talent to be a dad."
"Wen Suhe, you are so gentle to Lailai, can you be a little gentler to me too?"
Wen Suhe raised his eyes to look at her, "Of course, I will be so gentle when I cut your nails, otherwise you will scratch me all over."
How can it be so scary?
It just left a few scratches.
"You asked for it! I told you not to come, but you still came..." Qiao Yin muttered softly, "I'm not wrong, you're the one who's wrong."
"It's not wrong to run away from home. Who taught you that?"
"Your mother."
Wen Suhe was furious, "Don't listen to her, listen to your husband."
Qiao Yin held the little girl's chubby arm and said, "Your words, like sugar-coated bullets... don't sound good either."
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