Du Lin is the treasure of the Du family, and he is also the meat of Lin Qingrou's heart. She will never forget how she dragged her bulky body to the living room step by step, and struggled on the death line again and again in childbirth, how can people who have not experienced it empathize with the heart-rending pain.

Du Lin is her hope, her only light, and if she doesn't have a son, she will also lose the motivation to live.

In this life, there should never be another child......

Lin Qingrou cleaned herself inside and out, and when she came out in a bathrobe, Du Zeming had already woken up.

His bare upper body, six fast abdominal muscles are clearly defined, a sleeping blanket fades to his waist, the mermaid line is faint, and the whole person is lazily half leaning on the head of the bed. The unkempt hair hung down on his forehead, blocking half of his eyes. The whole person exudes deadly hormones.

Lin Qingrou just walked out and suddenly saw this scene, and her heartbeat accelerated a lot, but when she saw what he was holding in her hand, her little face turned pale.

What Du Zeming was holding in his hand was the broken marriage certificate, his eyes were sharp, and the corners of his mouth were crooked a little, as if he was smiling but not smiling, with a meaningful look.

Disheveled beds, half-naked men, and a broken marriage certificate make for an absurd picture.

"What if it's torn, it's not that you have to stick it up, it's still so ugly...... It's okay, the ugly marriage certificate is also a match for our marriage. Du Zeming shook the red book in his hand and threw it back to the bed disdainfully.

I knew that I could not be fooled by his peaceful appearance when he fell asleep, and when he woke up, he said such mean and vicious words.

"It doesn't take long for this card to be used, and you'll have a new ...... soon"

Lin Qingrou sneered at each other compared to sign language.

It's a pity that Du Zeming can't understand it, and he never wants to understand it, but he can understand Lin Qingrou's expression of refusing to admit defeat.

"No need to compare, I don't understand, how you want to treat it is your business, isn't this what you want?"

After Du Zeming finished speaking, he lifted the thin quilt and got up, wearing only a pair of underwear on his body, and his perfect body was displayed in front of Lin Qingrou's eyes.

Hmph, what's the use of being good-looking, the mouth is like a knife. Lin Qingrou rolled her eyes in her heart and said to herself.

Du Zeming picked up his clothes and put them on his body, walked to Lin Qingrou's side and glanced at her with squinted eyes. Seeing that she still didn't look like oil and salt were not entering, he crossed her a little angrily and slammed the door hard.

Bang! With the loud sound of the door closing, the baby's room next door instantly resounded with Du Lin's crying voice.

Lin Qingrou hurriedly ran to take care of this little baby. After feeding and washing the little guy, Lin Qingrou was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to let Du Zeming take over the care of the child and prepare breakfast by herself.

Because Du Zeming didn't want the nanny to live at home at night to interfere with life, Aunt Zhang came early and returned late every day, which means that they had to support themselves and take turns to take care of the children during the period before breakfast, which was also a rare time for harmonious interaction between them.

"Mommy, I want a car!" Du Lin remembered the luxury car that his grandmother gave him last night.

"Well, dad will play with you for a while."

The smart Du Lin has already understood some simple sign language under his mother's daily training and can understand his mother's meaning.

"Where's Daddy, let's go find Daddy?"

"You play with Peppa first, Dad has to wash the incense." Lin Qingrou was gesturing, the door of the baby room was opened, and Du Zeming walked in.

Because he didn't have to go to work today, Du Zeming casually wore sports casual clothes, and his freshly washed hair was not completely dryed, and hung down softly and obediently. Looks extraordinarily young and energetic.

remembered that when they got up, the two of them were just fighting in the room, and they didn't know how to deal with it at this time. So both of them were dodging each other's eyes, not wanting to look at each other.

"Daddy, go play with the car!"

"Linlin, come and hug." When Du Zeming faced his son, he finally put down his cold mask and showed his warm side.

Lin Qingrou handed over her son to Du Zeming and hurried to the kitchen to make today's breakfast.

The father and son went to the living room to tinker with the Mercedes-Benz children's car that they brought over yesterday. Du Lin applauded excitedly on the side.

"Linlin is going to drive."

Before Du Zeming could charge the car, Du Lin couldn't wait to climb into the car.

"Baby, the car needs to be charged before it can be driven, is it better for Dad to watch cartoons with you first"

"Okay, I'm going to watch Peppa Pig."