The clock was ticking to midnight.

The cold wind outside was very cold, and the winter night was difficult.

When the banquet was in a hurry, he was tormented, but he couldn't help a little when it came to giving birth.

On such a cold winter night, the moon slowly burrowed out of the clouds, casting a clear glow all over the ground.

"Wow-"

A crisp cry resounded through the night.

"It's raw!"

"Gave birth...... That's great. ”

A few people who stood outside the door and waited for more than ten hours instantly turned into excitement.

Ling Han raised his eyes and looked at the moon above his head, and whispered as if out of nowhere, "Son of Quanyin." ”

Ling Han's voice was not loud, and he suddenly entered the ears of Yan Junshi, who was still excited about the birth of the child.

When feasting on the king, a spirit, suddenly understood, this child chose this time to be born is not an accident, but inevitable, all yin is not a good thing for ordinary people, but for them with Xuanmen bloodline, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Tossing me to death, I suspect that this little doll deliberately waited until this time to come out of her mother's belly, twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, this point in time, it's weird to think about." Hu Junsheng came out of the room, and the oncoming cold wind made his body tremble, and his back was cold.

"Qingle, how's it going?" Bai Wanru asked.

"Boy or girl?" The public transport flow asked.

"It's been so long, Qingle is fine."

“……”

Hu Junsheng was surrounded at once, besieging his ears one by one, and he didn't know who to answer first.

Yan Jun stepped forward. A cold, clear voice interrupted a group of people's questions, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Hu Junsheng glanced at Yan Jun and frowned, but said with great certainty: "You are the father of the child." ”

There are countless deliveries, and there are not a few young parents who have seen him, and he still has this look, and the worry in this man's eyebrows is clearly something different from others.

"Mother and son are safe, they are a leader." Hu Jun raised his hand angrily, there was nothing to do with him here.

He made a point of emphasizing that he was a handle, just to see how the man who made the base chief pregnant reacted. It's a pity. He didn't see that the man was so happy and crazy when he heard that it was a son.

This made Hu Junsheng disappointed and happy, and at most he was puzzled, the base chief was a girl in her twenties, and she was a mother at this age. Not small. But it's not big. It's just that. He has his own way of looking at people, and although the base leader is young, she is very calm. This calmness is not even possessed by some white-collar elites who have been polished in the workplace for more than ten years, and this calmness will also make her treat her feelings carefully, so the origin of this child is worth considering.

Hu Junsheng speculated wildly in his heart, and looked at the excellent appearance of the banquet monarch, he looked like a human, not like a person who forced a girl from a good family to obey.

If you use your spiritual abilities to find out what he thinks, you'll probably have to kill him.

"Let's all go and rest, and let the young master stay with the base leader." Ling Han said, looking down at Ling Ruo, whose face was blue after the cold wind blew in the middle of the night, a distressed look appeared in his blue eyes.

A few people who were nervous in the middle of the night relaxed for a while, and suddenly felt very tired, yawned a few times and walked away leisurely.

Yanjun was the father of the child, and it was understandable and the most appropriate for him to stay.

In the room, Cang Qingle leaned weakly on the bed, and her slender fingers teased the newborn little doll for a while.

When he stepped into the door, everything inside was cleaned up, and there was no blood, but there was a smell of blood in the air, which made him frown, how much blood had been shed.

Under the leisurely light, the woman at the bedside teased the child beside her lovingly, unaware of his arrival.

Yan Jun looked at this scene, and the softest place in his heart seemed to have a feather scratching, full of indescribable taste, his women, and their children.

"Ah Le." Whispered.

Cang Qingle raised his head unexpectedly, revealing a weak but happy smile, "When you feasted, you came, come and see him." ”

Her gaze looked tenderly at the baby in swaddling clothes, and she was very mesmerized, as if this was the most perfect work of art in the world.

Yan Junshi strode to the side of the bed, looked down at the little naughty ghost who had been tossing Ah Le for a long time, he was really a very attractive child, he was not born red and wrinkled like an ordinary baby, a small face was less than half the size of a palm, white and tender flushed, the small eyes were closed, the mouth hooked a small curved small amplitude, sweet smile, like what kind of sweet dream.

This is the child he and Ah Le, who was born so different.

"Ah Le, thank you." Yan Jun said sincerely.

"Thank you too." Cang Qingle blinked, it is undeniable that without the man in front of him, there would be no child beside him.

From the moment she saw the child, she was extremely glad that she had not made the wrong choice in the first place.

The existence of this child is her rebellion against fate.

"When I feasted on him, I already gave him a name." Cang Qingle smiled.

Listen carefully when feasting.

"Cang Yifei, I hope he doesn't care too much about what others think of him in the future, whether it's right or wrong, right or wrong, I just hope he's carefree." Children's names often carry the expectations of their parents, and in terms of naming, Cang Qingle is no exception.

When feasting, he shouted to the little man on the bed: "Cang Yifei." ”

He knew that the child's name did not follow his surname, and Ah Le probably did not trust him enough.

However, he is not in a hurry, and he will go back to the rest of his life to prove that he will be her biggest backer. No matter what the child's surname is, half of the blood in his body cannot be changed in any way.

"It's better for me to give him a nickname, he was born in such a hurry, it scared his father, and it was called bad." When feasting, he smiled.

Cang Qingle couldn't help but be amused, what kind of broken name is this, "When I was feasting, I had never seen such a father who harmed his son. ”

Yan Jun raised his eyebrows, "Is there one?" Isn't he bad? As soon as I was born, I attracted your attention, and now in front of you, I have no sense of existence at all. ”

Cang Qingle looked at the man with such a childish expression, funny and helpless, "Such a big person, how can he still compete with his son for favor." ”

Yan Junshi's eyes flashed, he leaned over, rubbed her cheek, pecked her lightly on the lips, and then stepped back, "Ah Le, I love you." ”

Cang Qingle was stunned, in her heart, love can't be said lightly, and now when she listened to Yan Jun, she said these three words to her firmly and sincerely, and the throbbing caused in her heart was indescribable.

"When feasting, I ......" came to his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

"I've never seen a pregnant woman who is so energetic after tossing for more than ten hours, rest early." Yan Jun said with a smile, avoiding her embarrassment very well, he knew that it was difficult to want her to say such words as love. (To be continued......)