Wen Yunting, who was leaning against the door, frowned slightly: Is that a kiss hobby? Why did it become a bite in this little girl's mouth?

The flush on Le Yao's cheeks hadn't dissipated yet, and she didn't know how to tell Doudou that it wasn't a "bite". After that, she approached her and kissed her lightly on the lips: "Doudou, what did I just do to you?"

"You kissed me. Doudou smiled and hugged Le Yao and kissed him.

Ahem, Le Yao was embarrassed by her courtesy, "Then you know, why should I kiss you?"

"Because you like me. "Doudou's cute child's voice is cute, so innocent.

"Uncle Wen also likes me, that's why he kisses me. Le Yao explained with difficulty, but she didn't know if Doudou could understand this.

"Dear is like this. Doudou kissed Le Yao and compared: "But Uncle Wen is not a kiss, it's a bite." She looked at Le Yao's lips: "It's strange that he didn't bite your mouth." ”

Le Yao couldn't cry or laugh.

Wen Yunting walked over, squatted in front of them, and his hand fell on Le Yao's shoulder: "Doudou, my godmother kissed you because I liked you, and Uncle Wen 'bitten' my godmother, it was because I liked her very much." He accentuated the words 'I like it very much', and then looked at Doudou's bright eyes: "Got it?"

Doudou looked at them with wide eyes, and then nodded as if he didn't understand.

Wen Yunting smiled at Le Yao, to the effect: Look at me, finally explain it clearly.

But later, Doudou shook his head again.

Wen Yunting and Le Yao were depressed at the same time...... They found that it was actually quite difficult to communicate with children.

*

At dinner.

Le Yao sandwiched the vegetables in the bowl of Doudou.

Doudou's small mouth was deflated, and he was aggrieved: "I don't eat vegetables." ”

"Children can't be picky eaters. Le Yao said to her.

Doudou's mouth was still deflated: "I just don't want to eat vegetables." ”

Le Yao pursed her lips, quite embarrassed.

Seeing that the big and the small were so deadlocked, Wen Yunting walked over and sat beside Doudou.

"If you don't like it, don't eat it," Wen Yunting took out all the vegetables in the bean bowl and put them on an empty plate, and then said to Le Yao: "You too, don't force her to eat things she doesn't like." ”

"Clouds. Le Yao was slightly stunned: "You-" It was good for her to let Doudou eat vegetables, but how could he go along with Doudou and go against her?

Wen Yunting quietly winked at her, signaling her not to speak, and then he sandwiched Doudou's favorite meat and scrambled eggs to her.

Doudou looked at Le Yao, lowered his head and pulled the rice and meat in the bowl into his mouth.

Wen Yunting said softly: "Doudou, do you see your godmother's hair, is it black and beautiful?"

Doudou looked at it and nodded.

"But Doudou's hair is so little and so short. Wen Yunting said.

Beanie pouts.

"Godmother's skin is good," Wen Yunting said in an almost childlike exaggerated tone, "Doudou, do you think godmother is very beautiful?"

Listening to his words, Le Yao, who was sitting opposite, was angry and funny.

Doudou agreed with Wen Yunting's words and nodded vigorously.

"Then do you know why my godmother is so beautiful, why her hair is so dark, why her skin is so good?" Wen Yunting asked her.

Doudou looked at him innocently, then shook his head.

Wen Yunting leaned close to Doudou's ear and whispered: "Your godmother likes to eat vegetables the most, because there are vitamins in them, and after eating, your hair will be dark and shiny, and your skin will get better and better." ”

Doudou opened his ignorant eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't believe her, is there a vegetable in her bowl?" Wen Yunting whispered to her.

Doudou pouted and looked at Le Yao, sure enough, there were vegetables in the godmother's bowl.

Wen Yunting stretched out his chopsticks to hold Le Yao's chopsticks down, "Hmph, godmother, do you want to finish eating the vegetables and be beautiful alone?"

Le Yao got the realization and deliberately said: "Anyway, I won't eat Doudou, then I'll eat it alone." ”

"We want to be beautiful too, so you have to keep some for Doudou to eat. Wen Yunting said to Doudou, "Isn't it, Doudou?"

Doudou nodded solemnly.

After that, Wen Yunting gave her some vegetables, although Doudou didn't like it, but because of the child's simple nature, she also ate a lot.

Le Yao was washing dishes in the kitchen, and in the living room, the two people, one big and one small, were arguing.

"That's my godmother. Doudou said unadmittedly.

"That's my wife. "It's natural to say that a financial genius in the business world is arguing with a four-year-old girl.

"I'm going to sleep with my godmother. Beanie pouted.

"I'm going to sleep with my wife. Wen Yunting suddenly discovered that Le Yao's eyes were strikingly similar to Doudou's.

"No, I can't. Doudou hummed, completely forgetting that she was in the same camp as Wen Yunting when she was eating: "You will bite your godmother." ”

"That's not a bite. "This kid, why don't you understand?" Wen Yunting snorted.

"Anyway, no," Doudou crossed his hands on his hips, looking like a little adult, with a baby fat face, and his expression was full of richness: "You can't be a third party." ”

Third?

Hahaha...... Wen Yunting smiled, this child's language world is really amazing.

Le Yao came out of the kitchen after cleaning up, and saw that one big and one small, Doudou looked like a winner, while Wen Yunting couldn't laugh.

"Doudou, you can't bully uncle. Le Yao was in the kitchen before, and occasionally heard their conversations, and she was also smiling.

"Godmother, I didn't bully him, he wanted to bully you. Doudou looked like he was protecting Le Yao: "That's why I didn't let him sleep with us at night." ”

"Huh?" Le Yao hugged her and smiled: "He won't bully me." ”

"He's going to bite you. Doudou was full of protection and said seriously: "Biting you is bullying you." ”

Wen Yunting's laughter became thicker.

Le Yao couldn't help but laugh.

Later, with great difficulty, I put that cute little thing to sleep.

"What should I do?" Wen Yunting stood helplessly beside the bed, on the nearly two-meter big bed, Doudou slept on his back in the middle, his hands and feet were wide open, almost half of the position.

"You sleep in the living room. Looking at his appearance, Le Yao bit her lip and chuckled.

He learned from Doudou: "Then you have to sleep in the living room with me." ”

Le Yao smiled and said lightly: "Look at you, how can you look like a child." ”

"Don't let Doudou get into your arms. He said domineeringly.

"No, it won't. Le Yao couldn't help laughing: "Doudou is a child." ”

"No, it doesn't. "Wen Yunting is full of scoundrels.

Then, Wen Yunting insisted on pulling Le Yao to lie on the big sofa in the living room with her.

"Yun Ting," the two lay side by side, and because of Doudou's arrival, the cabin became more angry: "You like children very much, right?" ”

Wen Yunting was slightly stunned, and then said, "No." ”

"But why do I think you like Doudou very much," Le Yao remembered that this should be their second meeting, and she knew that Wen Yunting was very slow, how could he be so patient to coax Doudou to eat vegetables, and so naturally quarrel with Doudou happily?

"Because of you. Wen Yunting clenched her hand, "Because Doudou looks like you." Actually, he couldn't explain why he suddenly liked Doudou so much.

"Like me?" Le Yao was slightly stunned: "Doudou looks like me?" This topic surprised her.

"Yes," Wen Yunting said, "especially the eyes, which are very similar." He was delighted with the discovery...... Two women, one big and one small, really cute.

Le Yao's heart touched slightly, and her hand unconsciously fell on her lower abdomen, through her clothes, she couldn't touch anything, but some scars, even if they faded, were forever.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she was silent, Wen Yunting looked at her sideways.

Le Yao nestled into his arms, for a long time, and whispered: "What if...... I mean, if we had a daughter as big as Doudou, would you like it?"

"I like it, how can I not like it? As long as it's our kids, I like it. Wen Yunting responded to her with a light smile, he was already longing for their child.

"I mean, if you had a daughter the size of a beanie, would you like it?"

Wen Yunting was slightly stunned, unable to tell the difference between her previous sentence and her current sentence, so she asked, "Why must it be a daughter?"

"Do you like your son?" Le Yao was slightly disappointed.

"Silly girl," he pinched her little face, "as long as ours, whether it is a son or a daughter, I like it." With that, he hugged her into his arms.

"Yunting," After the silence, Le Yao's thoughts returned to five years ago...... After a long time, Fang said faintly, "It would be nice if we really had such a big daughter." ”

His breath hit her brow, and the kiss fell, and at the end, he leaned close to her ear: "It's not too late to do it now." As soon as the words fell, he kissed her deeply.

His kiss annihilated the words that Le Yao was about to say in each other's lips, and their hearts trembled with his movements. Just as he was about to make any further moves, she grabbed his hand and stopped him.

"Relax. He whispered in her ear, a weary affection rushing to her.

"Doudou is ......" Doudou is in the bedroom, they are in the living room, she is afraid that Doudou will wake up and be afraid, and she does not close the bedroom door, she is afraid that their sound will wake Doudou.

"Don't be afraid. While grinding with each other's ears, his longing had reached its peak, and he was unwilling and unable to stop there, so he broke free from her grasp.

"Beanie will hear. For him, Le Yao had no resistance at all, and she was defeated and retreated, but there was a trace of reason that made her want to push him away.

"Just keep your voice quiet. Wen Yunting said badly, and she finally gave up the struggle and feigned love with him.

Night, quietly.

In the silent living room, after lingering, when they gasped slightly, they clasped their fingers, so close to him, that Le Yao had a sense of security.

Long.

"It's raining. She whispered, in the bamboo sea, it was very quiet, and the occasional sound on weekdays was the sound of bamboo leaves being blown by the wind, and at this time, the quiet space made her hear the sound of rain falling on bamboo leaves.

"Hmm. He replied in a low voice, a little tired.

"Yun Ting," Le Yao's thoughts were very clear, and she called him softly.

"Huh?"

Le Yao hesitated, worried, the words were in her throat, her breathing was a little urgent, a little panting: "Do you remember that thunderstorm night?" As soon as the words came out, her heart was slightly suffocated.

"Huh?" he closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of her soft body, "what?"

I can't tell if it's disappointed or melancholy, Le Yao is silent, he may be really tired.

Seeing that she was silent and no longer spoke, Wen Yunting opened her eyes instead, and in the dark, she couldn't see each other's appearances clearly, "Yaoyao, what did you say?"

"Nothing. Le Yao's chest was stuffy.

"What a thunderstorm night. He could feel the slight change in her mood, and her mind suddenly focused.

Le Yao's heart trembled, and finally said, "Five years ago, that thunderstorm night. That night changed her completely.

Wen Yunting's eyebrows tightened, but he was trying to remember, but he didn't think of anything.

"Do you remember...... Our first time?" she said, her heart cold, but she pressed her face to his chest, where the warmth and the sound of his powerful heartbeat echoed in her eardrums.

Wen Yunting's hand stroked her smooth shoulders and fingers through her long black and soft hair, "Remember." "A few months ago, that autumn night, that autumn night of love, was their first time. At the time, he didn't know that she was Derpy, but the two were surprisingly compatible. It's just that, to his slight regret, he is not her first man, however, now none of this matters, the important thing is that she is his, she is by his side.

"That night, there was a thunderstorm. Le Yao said in a low voice, her thoughts went back to five years ago, and the memories of that night were just shyness and pain, and there was no happiness at all that fit with each other's bodies now.

Wen Yunting was slightly stunned, thunderstorms, he remembered, it was just an autumn night, a slightly cool night. But how could she say that there was a thunderstorm? Shouldn't it be summer if there was a thunderstorm? In the bottom of her heart, there seemed to be a faint speculation expanding.

"Yun Ting," the incident of five years ago was choked in her chest like a thorn, and Le Yao didn't want to be silent anymore, "Were you afraid that I would pester you, so you didn't leave Biyuan without saying goodbye?"

Wen Yunting was surprised, Biyuan, five years ago, could it be that she said five years ago, five years ago, they had already ...... He searched hard in his memory, but if they were really entangled in each other, how could he not know?" "I left Biyuan because I was going to the United States to get my eyes treated. Wei Yuehua received a call from across the ocean in the early morning, and in the early morning, a car went to Biyuan to pick them up and fly directly to the airport to the United States.

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Back then, she waited day and night, and waited for a long time, but she didn't get a word from him.

"I have a message for your dad. Wen Yunting's chest, suddenly warm tears fell on it, he was slightly startled, his hand, touched her cheek, and he hugged her tightly: "Yaoyao, don't cry." Then he suddenly remembered that the night before he left, the thunderstorm roared, and when he left in the morning, the air was very fresh. Could it be that she was talking about that night?

"I'm writing to you, why don't you reply?" she whispered, five years ago, such a difficult day, every minute and every second, was like a year, and her expectations were finally disappointed day by day.

"Letter?" Wen Yunting's thoughts cleared, "Where did you send it?"

"The Wen family. Le Yao said that it had been so long, but she still remembered clearly that from the first letter sent, to the second, third, fourth, the whole letter, twelve, but she never received a reply from him.

How did they miss it? Wen Yunting's heart ached slightly, and he hugged her tightly. "Yaoyao, I never received a letter from you. ”

Le Yao's hand wrapped around his waist and leaned closer to him, if he didn't receive the letter, then he wouldn't know her...... She was pregnant.

Wen Yunting kissed her eyebrows, but his thoughts went back to five years ago, because, on the night he left Biyuan, he had a dream all night, in the dream, he lingered with her, and when he woke up, he was lying naked on the bed with soreness...... Then, Wei Yuehua came in and told her the good news that the United States could heal his eyes. Don't...... Don't...... The events of that night were not dreams. His heart tightened slightly, his hand hugged her tightly, and asked with a little temptation: "That night, was I not gentle?" Now that I think back, the dream of that night was full of stupidity...... If she hadn't mentioned it now, he would have thought it was just a dream.

That night...... That night. Le Yao's eyes closed slightly, and her lips whispered: "Not only is it not gentle, but it is also very rough." In retrospect, compared to the lingering now, his movements were indeed much stiffer, and she remembered that that night, during the whole process, he did not speak, and all that was left for her was pain. Afterwards, in the thunderstorm roaring, he slept soundly.

Wen Yunting felt sorry for her and hugged her tightly in his arms, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Le Yaofu hugged him tightly, her lips touched his ear, and finally, she told the secret in her heart: "We...... Have ever had children. ”

Wen Yunting's thoughts were blank for a moment, and he was obviously shocked.

She took his hand and landed on her lower abdomen, and there was a slight hard mark between the softness.

"What is this?"

Le Yao's eyes moistened, "This is a scar left by a caesarean section." ”

Wen Yunting's brain was buzzing, and his hand couldn't help but hug her tightly, "Yaoyao, you...... You gave birth to a child...... "Child, that child, their child, she gave birth?"

Le Yao nodded, tears fell on his chest: "Yunting ......" Four years ago, in the early summer morning, after a day and a night of pain, the doctor finally decided to have a caesarean section, when she was groggy, the child's first cry woke her up, at that time, she only remembered that the nurse seemed to say: "Girl, four pounds and eight taels." ”

Wen Yunting's heart hurt very much, how much did she suffer? He was heartbroken for a while, he didn't know what to say to her, just kissed her, kissed her gently.

"I ...... I haven't even had time to look at her," her fingers clutched the edge of the sofa tightly, tears, but flooded, for several years, when she dreamed back at midnight, she would always lick her wounds alone, always wake up with the sadness in her heart, and then couldn't sleep all night, but in front of her father, she could only force her face, because she couldn't make her father sad and sad.

Her trembling, her pain, Wen Yunting could feel it all at the moment, he just felt sorry for her.

"Yunting, oh, Yunting," she cried, her tears flooding down their unmasked child......

Wen Yunting hugged her tightly to his chest, there was no blame, only endless pain, he hated himself, how could he let her bear so much alone: "Silly girl, such a big thing, why didn't you tell me?"

"I told you in the letter. Le Yao cried, back then, all she had was his home address, several times, she went to look for him, but was blocked by the maid outside the door of the carving, she had no choice but to write to him, word by word, sentence by sentence...... All she wanted was one of his answers, "But, you haven't replied to any of the twelve letters." ”

"I'm sorry, Yaoyao. He was distressed, he could feel her pain back then, just like when he heard that Biyuan had been burned and she was gone, "But why didn't you come to me?"

Le Yao was sad: "I looked for you...... But you don't know me. ”

As she spoke, she whispered about the night that broke her heart: that night, it was almost the New Year, it was drizzling, and after the Biyuan was burned, she and her father rented a house on the outskirts of Z City, at that time, she was five months pregnant, and her lower abdomen had already been revealed, and when she sent twelve letters in a row but did not get any response, she came, and came to the Wen house to find him again.

That night, outside the Wen house, many expensive cars were parked, inside the Wen house, the lights were brilliant, the guests were like clouds, at that time, she remembered, she stood outside the door of the carved flowers, looking forward to seeing him, the thin rain was mixed with the cold wind, falling on the body, it was so cold.

She waited for a long time, and finally saw him come out, but in his hand, he was holding a beautiful girl, the appearance of the two was very compatible, it seems, just after dancing, she remembers, the girl leaned in his arm, smiled very happily. She remembered more clearly that at that time, his gaze had unintentionally swept over her body standing outside the openwork door, but his gaze was very indifferently shifted. At that time, her heart was so painful that she was dripping blood, and she almost fainted.

The past was sad to her, but in Wen Yunting's heart, it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, so she could only keep kissing her and keep saying sorry. It turned out that she had endured so much back then. If he had received her letter, if she had been able to stop him at that time, then he would never have given up on her, let alone let her bear so much alone.

When she recounted the past, he burst into tears: "Yaoyao," At this moment, all he can express his feelings is a kiss...... Tiny kisses fell on her cheeks, kissed away her tears, he hugged her tightly, and secretly swore that he would never let her be sad again.

"Because the child was born too young, she lived in the incubator," Le Yao's tears never stopped: "However, she didn't survive......" She remembered that the day after she had a caesarean section, her father told her that the child was dead, and she didn't dare to cry in front of her father. Up to now, the sadness that has been suppressed for too long has hit her one after another, and her heart hurts so much.

Wen Yunting's pain was no less than hers...... He felt guilty, he blamed himself, he hated himself, why should he believe his aunt's words and think that Derpy was dead...... He hated himself, why didn't he go to Biyuan a few more times, although Le Zhengming prevented him from seeing her, but if he insisted, there would be a day when he waited for her.

It turned out that they had missed each other many times.