But Ye Heng disdained, pushed the stroller, and went directly into the bedroom.

"Ye Heng, it's really a gift." Song Ling didn't give up, he was used to Ye Heng being lukewarm to him anyway.

Ye Heng turned his head, glared at him, pointed at the baby, affectionately dropped a kiss on the baby's cheek, and then got up and pushed Song Ling out of the bedroom.

"Song Ling, it's almost time for you to go." Ye Heng didn't give a good face, and he didn't even show mercy in his voice.

"Ye Heng, don't always be so cold, I also want to live a good life." Song Ling was serious, he really wanted to have a home.

"I don't have a good life with you, at most you are my accomplice to killing my husband and enemy." Ye Heng was still indifferent and his words were sharp.

Song Ling was angry, he abandoned his self-esteem and gave in every way, but in exchange for Ye Heng's evil words, he felt bitter in his heart.

He left, and before leaving, he solemnly told Ye Heng: I want to marry you, it's not child's play.

Looking at the closed door, Ye Heng sat down on the chair and stroked the dress box stupidly.

Girls have princess dreams, they all want to be hurt and loved, how can she be an exception.

She wants the baby to have a father, and she doesn't want to have to stumble and prevaricate every time someone asks about the child's father.

But will Song Ling be her destination, she is not tireless, she has been irritable lately, and sometimes she even loses her temper with a babbling doll.

Song Ling's words are right, she has postpartum depression, and she has suicidal thoughts several times, but looking at the child, she can't bear it.

Song Ling is good, she can feel it, but there is a hurdle buried in her heart, and she can't cross it at all, and she can't get out.

She doesn't believe in love, not that she doesn't believe in Song Ling.

Since Bai Feng's death, Ye Heng has been crying for a long time, she has to be strong, but she also knows that it is not easy for a single woman to carry a child.

She envies Sissi's happiness, Sissi has Cheng Tianze, the man who can take care of Sissi to the fullest.

Their love is vigorous, flesh and blood, and she is timid and does not have the courage to fight.

"Sissi, can I be happy too?" Ye Heng muttered to himself, tears rolling down the corners of his eyes.

……

Yin Qian ushered in again, her brain was still drowsy, and she reached out and slapped her temple fiercely.

It's so uncomfortable! The nose is still not breathing, and it is all to blame Cheng Tianze, a bastard, who infected her.

She touched her phone and saw that it was night, and she slept for a long time.

I vaguely remember that Cheng Shaoxuan came, when he left, I can't remember clearly.

She was pondering when the door opened, and the evil Cheng Dashao returned.

"Awake? Lazy cat, you haven't even eaten lunch. Cheng Tianze took pity, put down the food plate in his hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and hugged her on the back of the bed.

According to the servant, the lady slept so deeply that she could not wake up.

"Cheng Dashao, it's all your fault, it's so uncomfortable." She complained, her voice so hoarse that she could barely say a word.

Yesterday he was sick, and today it's her.

"Good, let me bully a few more times tonight, and my brother will help you get rid of the cold." Cheng Tianze teased and reached out to hang her messy hair behind her ears.

He actually had the heart to start a joke, really when the cold and fever were something he could control, he said that he would transfer.

She was really uncomfortable, and after sleeping, she felt her body sink even more, and she didn't want to lean on the edge of the bed, so she lay on his shoulder, hanging her arms weakly.

"Eat something and sleep, lose weight, but a gust of wind blows away." Cheng Tianze pulled the quilt and wrapped her whole person, her clothes were disheveled, and she was not afraid of the wind and cold again.

She shook her head, she had no appetite, the only thing she wanted to do was sleep, and when she fell asleep, her head would not be uncomfortable.

Cheng Tianze persuaded her for a long time, said all the good things, and finally fed her two mouthfuls of porridge and drank some chicken soup.

But when she touched the food, she was sick to her stomach, her face was ugly, and even her lips were a little pale.

"Song Ling, a quack, will revoke his license sooner or later." Cheng Tianze was distressed, and he had nowhere to vent his irritability, and he was annoyed when he thought of Song Ling.

Cheng Tianze fed her medicine, he was afraid that she was bitter, so he deliberately peeled a piece of candy and put it in her mouth, the only thing he could do was to stay by her side and coax her to sleep.

His face was calm, and even his eyes were dim, and he stared at her silently.

"I'm sick, what are you sad about." Yin Qian couldn't stand his gloomy cheeks, and couldn't help but complain.

She's just sick, not dead!

"If you can't eat meat, can you feel good?" He explained stupidly, righteously, rubbing the corners of her brows to dissipate her discomfort.

This answer sounds very reasonable, Yin Qian feels that there is no way to refute it at all, but this answer may not be too colorful! Not suitable for children!

She really didn't dare to let Cheng Da Shao kiss, it would be bad if the cold spread to him again

When she went to bed at night, she asked to sleep separately, but he refused, preferring to be infected and sleeping in his arms, slimy and unable to get rid of at all.

In my memory, I fell asleep in his arms, and when I woke up in the morning, it was not in his arms, but in my chest!

What unspeakable things happened last night, she doesn't quite know!

"Cheng Dashao, get up, I'm going to attend my ex-girlfriend's wedding today." She was much better, her nose was no longer blocked, and her head was less painful.

"Don't go!" He buried himself in her neck and muttered, his tone full of impatience.

Not going?

Yesterday, he said he was going, and she even typed the manuscript, just waiting for Su Yining to provoke her uninterestingly.

As a result, Cheng Dashao couldn't go?

"How's that going to work!" Of course, she was resolutely opposed, and she had to go, not to go to how she tore the White Lotus.

Su Huo married, how could Su Wan and Cheng Shaoyun not go, they had made such a big formation before, and they wanted TM Group to go bankrupt, and they didn't go back, and they were uneasy.

"Cat, you didn't make enough fuss last night, huh?" Cheng Tianze raised his head and asked the teacher with a tired face.

His eyes were darkened, and a row of tooth marks were clearly visible on his neck.

Yin Qian was confused, she went to bed early last night and didn't do anything, why did she make a fuss? Could it be that she bit someone last night?

She touched his wound weakly, tsk, biting so hard that if the skin was thin, I was afraid it would bleed.

"Aze, I said I don't remember anything, do you believe it?" She was struggling, definitely not on purpose, how could she be willing to bite such a good-looking person.

Cheng Tianze was helpless, buried his head in her neck socket, closed his eyes and slept.

After taking some medicine last night, she was jubilant, meowing and meowing, she had to run out, and she didn't let her get out of bed, she was fine, and she bit when she opened her mouth.

I've seen someone get drunk, but I've never seen someone drunk.

Yin Qian felt a little itchy in her neck, but she tried not to move, and resolutely did not affect his sleep, but she couldn't sleep all day, she tentatively asked again: "Or, why don't you sleep for a while, let's go again?" ”

He ignored him, and she didn't dare to ask again.

She really broke last night, she doesn't remember anything.

As for what she did to Cheng Dashao, she didn't know anything.

Cheng Tianze was very quiet, he didn't even make a sound of breathing, only the meager breath around his neck proved that he was asleep.

However, there are always people who don't know the mood, so they have to disturb Cheng Dashao when he is sleeping.

This person is not Song Ling, who can he be.

Cheng Dashao was very irritable, threw out the good mobile phone directly, and half-pressed Yin Qian and kissed her fiercely.

"Aze, you're pushing too hard, it's a little painful." She touched her lips, eager to slap Song Ling a few times, and hurt her again!

Cheng Tianze and Song Ling have been brothers for twenty or thirty years, and they don't even have a tacit understanding with each other.

Cheng Tianze leaned over, removed her hand, looked at her lips carefully, kissed it again, and kissed it softly, "Does it still hurt?" ”