"Ye Heng, you're crazy!" Song Ling was angry, the child was only so small, what should he do if he was frightened.

Ye Heng came back to his senses, hurriedly hugged the child who was crying on the bed, patiently teased, and then fed the baby milk.

While Ye Heng was breastfeeding the child, Song Ling went to the living room to clean up.

He, the eldest young master, rarely dared to work roughly, and he lay on the sofa with a sore back in less than an hour.

"Song Ling, you don't have to do this." Ye Heng walked out of the bedroom and saw the new living room, and his heart was soft.

"You should see a psychiatrist, I think it's postpartum depression." Song Ling saw Ye Heng come out, and immediately sat up, although he was not an obstetrician and gynecologist, he knew some knowledge about post-pregnancy.

Ye Heng is silent, psychiatrist, she has no time, no energy, and no wealth to support her.

"It's not safe for children to follow you like this, and from today onwards, I'll live here." Song Ling just made an excuse to stay, Ye Heng was worried that he was seriously ill and would abuse the child, so he reluctantly agreed to stay, the family doctor.

Because the room was simple, Song Ling used the sofa as a bed and slept like this.

When the lights were turned off, the room was pitch black, the sofa was too hard, and his back hurt, and he had some difficulty sleeping.

Late at night, when I heard the child's cry, I thought about it, but after a while, I heard the singing, and the child's crying gradually stopped, leaving only Ye Heng's lullaby.

Song Ling was inexplicably comfortable, listened to the faint singing, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

……

TM Group, the president's lounge, Yin Qian nestled in Cheng Tianze's arms, looking at the video on the mobile phone screen, and the corner of her mouth kept hanging a smile.

"Wow! It's so handsome! She shouted excitedly.

"Handsome than me?" Cheng Tianze pinched her little face, forcibly diverted her attention, and quickly snatched her phone away with his other hand.

She smirked, this doesn't seem to be comparable, of course, Cheng Dashao's beauty is invincible in the world.

Looking at the beautiful man, it is completely to fill her stomach, she is hungry and cold now, and she wants to sleep, but her stomach is so hungry that she can't sleep.

"Cheng Dashao, I'm so hungry." She, the president's wife, was a little swoon, and she began to go hungry.

Cheng Tianze nodded, the kitten was about to be starved, so he picked it up and went directly to the rooftop.

Yin Qian was confused, there was nothing to eat on the rooftop except for the wind.

Just as she was about to speak, she flew from not far away and kept getting off the plane, she hehe, this can't be Cheng Dashao's personal mount, right?

Sure enough, poverty limited her imagination, and a ladder hung down from the plane, Cheng Dashao picked her up and boarded the plane directly.

It's so wild! In today's economic crisis, she can still get on a helicopter, does Cheng Dashao hide a small treasury.

Xicheng is a city that never sleeps, and at ten o'clock in the evening, it is the time when the lights are on and the night is drunk.

Condescendingly looking into the distance, the colorful lights are the most beautiful scenery in the city.

Blowing the evening breeze, she closed her eyes to feel the fresh air on the upper floor, and even wanted to spread her hands and soar in the night sky.

"Cats, do you like it?" Cheng Tianze looked at the kitten beside him and asked dotingly.

"I like it." She leaned down at the window, looking curiously, nodding and smiling back to him.

She smiled sweetly and softly.

Cheng Tianze specially instructed the captain to go around the entire Xicheng and let her take a good look at the city where she has lived for more than 20 years.

The moment she got off the plane, she was still excited, like a happy rabbit, bouncing into the hall.

But when he entered the living room, he turned into a greedy cat and trotted over to the dishes on the table.

"Aze, hurry up." Seeing that Cheng Tianze's speed was too slow, she turned back and took his arm and walked forward.

As soon as he stretched out his hand to take the chopsticks, he was knocked on the back of his hand by Cheng Tianze, and obediently cleaned his hands in the water brought by the servant.

She can finally eat, and that group of media reporters is simply not human, how can they stay at the door of the company without eating or drinking.

It's just in time for the Oscars.

While eating, she suddenly remembered something, put down her chopsticks, and put her palm on Cheng Tianze's head to test the temperature.

"Song Ling's medicine doesn't work, why is it still hot." She couldn't help complaining, picked up two mouthfuls of food at random, and went into the kitchen by herself.

Cheng Ye didn't have much appetite and followed her into the kitchen.

Seeing her cutting the ginger shreds seriously, the warmth in her heart flowed, and a smile appeared in the corners of her eyes.

"Just let the butler come, go to dinner." Cheng Tianze didn't want her to be hungry and busy working here.

Yin Qian shook her head, added water to the stew pot, added shredded ginger, covered the pot, and boiled over low heat.

When she was ready, she returned to the dining table, and when she saw that Cheng Tianze didn't move her chopsticks, she simply picked up the porridge and fed him, "Open your mouth, it's been a whole day, and you only eat so much, you think you are a fairy." ”

In the long run, Cheng Dashao was not tired, but starved.

She fed, Cheng Dashao ate it, and she was quite cooperative, just reaching out and touching her cheek from time to time.

After feeding a big bowl of white porridge and side dishes, she went into the kitchen to check the ginger juice with confidence, and told Cheng Dashao to take a bath.

Yin Qian stayed in the kitchen, carefully poured the hot ginger juice into a small bowl, and went upstairs.

It happened that Cheng Tianze had taken a shower and was leaning on the head of the bed to tinker with the computer.

"Drink it while it's hot, and then cover it all night and sweat it." She instructed and handed him the bowl of rich ginger juice.

Cheng Tianze was soft, reached out to take the ginger soup, took a sip, and almost burned the skin.

She is going to murder her husband, how can she drink it so hot.

"Cat, it's so hot, how can you drink it?" Cheng Tianze smiled bitterly, if he drank this, his whole body would be melted.

"You wait." Yin Qian turned around and went to the tea table to get a cup, and strained the ginger soup back and forth with a small bowl and a water cup to let it cool faster.

When the ginger soup was not too hot, she brought the ginger juice to his mouth again.

Cheng Tianze held her hand and drank the ginger juice in the bowl directly.

After drinking it, his whole body became hot, and he even felt the blood in his body boiling.

"Cat, come here, I have something to say." Cheng Tianze patted the side of the bed and motioned for her to sit down.

Yin Qian put the small bowl away and sat where he patted it, waiting for him to continue.

As soon as Yin Qian was next to the sheets, the whole person was torn down, and she was half lying in Cheng Tianze's arms.

One eye is clear, the other is deep, and the four eyes are facing each other.

"You're not afraid of breaking me, it's so unexpected every time." She snorted, just a stone's throw from his cheek, his breath on hers, blushing.

Cheng Tianze smiled without saying a word, pressed his arm on her back, put his palm on the back of her head, and kissed it.

His breath was all ginger, a little spicy, a little hot.

"Cats, it's getting sweeter." Cheng Tianze smiled contentedly, he couldn't put down her cat, touching his head again, pinching his earlobes, and rubbing his face again.

In the past, Yin Qian always rejected his way of teasing pets, and over time, he was probably domesticated, lying comfortably and sleepy.

"Dirty cat, go take a bath." Cheng Tianze suddenly pinched her nose, making her sober and delving into the bathroom in a daze.

Stay with Cheng Dashao, be at ease, don't worry about anything, and be happy!

She yawned, dried her hair, and burrowed into the hot bed.

With Cheng Dashao here, you don't have to worry about whether it is warm or not!

"Cat, accompany me to the wedding the day after tomorrow." Cheng Tianze turned over, hugged her little waist from behind, and rested his chin on her head.