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Bai Yunling lived in the official residence, and there was no cheerful atmosphere in the house.

The painting building only pretends not to know, and accompanies Bai Yunling to play with Qingge and Su Yue every day. The child, who is almost two months old, can already twist his neck slightly, and he will look around in his arms.

Uncomfortable, Su Yu cried loudly, her voice was very loud, and her cries were all over the house. If Bai Yun returned home, he would rush in when he heard Su Yue's cry, and his face was pale, and he glanced at the nurse and the maid, his cold eyes made people tremble, and the servants trembled.

Then, he personally coaxed Su Yue.

He was not at home, the painting building and the nurse patiently coaxed Su Yue, she was tired of crying for a while, and she would stop slowly.

Compared with the grinding people of Suyue, Qingge is easy to raise.

Whether he was hungry or peeing, he wrinkled his little nose and snorted twice, and the nurse and maid hurriedly rushed up. I was hungry and gave milk, urinated and changed diapers, and immediately quieted down.

If he wasn't sleepy, he opened his eyes that were similar to Bai Yungui's, and his dark eyes looked around, full of curiosity. If the painting building carried him to the window lattice, lifted the curtain and pointed out the outside scenery to show him, he would giggle, and his smile would be as clear and clear as a spring in the deep mountains.

The heart of the painting building is soft.

Once Bai Yunling hugged Qingge, she curled green silk hanging down her shoulders, and pinned a water-blue flannel flower hairpin to her left bun. Qingge looked interesting, raised his hand slightly, and wanted to snatch the hairpin.

It's a pity that my hands are weak, and I wear a thick velvet jacket, which I can't reach for a long time, and I remember babbling and shouting, which scared Bai Yunling.

The nurse knew that Qingge liked bright and dazzling things, so she pointed to the hairpin behind Bai Yunling and asked, "Young Master Qingge, do you want this?" ”

Where can I understand Qingge? A vigorous babbling, his hand stretched out in the direction of the flannel flower hairpin.

Bai Yunling motioned for the nurse to take it off and put it in front of Qingge.

He had no strength in his hands, but he tried to hold on, and then he babbled again, and no one would let him hold him.

The nurse, the painting building, and Bai Yunling were all puzzled. He made a fuss, kept kicking his legs, twisted his body, and his fair little face was red.

The nurse was anxious, put Qingge down, unwrapped the quilt and looked, there was no urine; Then I remembered that I had just been breastfeeding, and it shouldn't have been hungry.

Hua Lou said: "Let's see if he's hungry." ”

The nurse fed him, and he turned his head away and ignored the nurse.

The painting building hugged him. Unusually, he pushed the painting building, not wanting her to hug, the painting building suddenly panicked, she put the child on the shaker, let the nurse and the maid coax Qingge, she wanted to go downstairs in person to call the doctor and ask him to come quickly.

The general's wife personally called the phone, which was more effective than the butler or adjutant, and the doctor did not dare to slack off, and would come as soon as possible.

As soon as he put down the grumpy Qingge, the sound of boots rubbing on the floor sounded outside the door, and Bai Yun returned upstairs. The nurse and the maid changed their faces at the same time, and they looked at the painting building in trepidation.

Qingge was still struggling.

When Bai Yun returned, he saw the reluctant smile of the painting building, the confused look of Bai Yunling, and the panic of the servants.

Then Su Yue, who was sleeping peacefully, frowned and frowned Qingge, his face plummeted as expected, and asked the nurse in a low voice: "What's wrong with Young Master Qingge?" ”

The voice was low and powerful, revealing a thunderous majesty, the nurse's feet were weak, and she knelt down to Bai Yungui: "I don't know ......"

Bai Yungui frowned, but ignored her, looked at the painting building and Bai Yunling who were standing stupidly on the side, picked up Qingge who was angry on the small rocking bed, touched his little head gently, and laughed softly: "What's wrong with Qingge, what's uncomfortable?" ”

The sharpness on his face just now suddenly disappeared, and it was so fast that it was smacking. He walked a few steps with Qingge in his arms and coaxed him.

Qingge immediately frowned and giggled.

The painting building was slightly stunned, the child is fine! She breathed slowly.

When this breath came over, I heard the child's giggles, and there were a few wisps of sour in my heart, and I didn't like her as a mother, and I only thought about Bai Yungui as a father.

She pouted in some disgust.

Bai Yungui's smile grew stronger in the corner of his eyes, and he looked at Qingge lovingly: "Qingge misses his father?" ”

As if in response to Bai Yungui's words, Qingge smiled even sweeter.

Bai Yunling also breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled meaningfully when he looked at the painting building. Such a young child, how to pick people? Bai Yunling stepped forward to make fun: "Just now I was hugging him, he was unhappy and scared me to death." It turned out that I missed my father. Little villain, isn't it good for your aunt to hug you? ”

The delicate fingers gently touched Qingge's fair little face, and Qingge was still happy.

Qingge smiled, and Bai Yungui became extraordinarily tolerant, his eyebrows and eyes were full of joy, teasing Qingge.

The painting floor gave the kneeling nurse on the ground a look and told her to get up and withdraw. The nurse did not dare to hesitate, got up lightly, and retreated to the door.

Qingge raised his hand as if he was about to struggle.

Bai Yungui noticed it carefully, took out his little hand from the wide sleeve of the velvet jacket, and saw that his fingers were white, and he used all his strength to hold a water-blue flannel flower hairpin tightly and stretched it out in front of Bai Yungui.

Everyone was stunned.

Bai Yungui reacted and asked, "Qingge, is this for Dad?" ”

Qingge let go of his hand, and the aqua blue flannel hairpin fell on Bai Yungui's body, and he caught it with his eyes. Looking at Er's fair and immature face, his eyes were as bright as purple grapes, and his heart softened, as if it was all melted into Er's smile.

Catching the hairpin, his eyes welled up with tears.

A room of servants was present, he wiped away his tears, coughed, still smiling and teasing Qingge, his tone was unprecedentedly gentle, and Qingge giggled.

This kind of emotion lasted for several days, and Bai Yungui kept whispering in the ear of the painting building like a wife, saying that the child was early and sensible.

For the events of that day, the feeling of painting building and Bai Yungui is completely opposite, she is very unwilling to be pregnant for ten months, the ghost door is closed, and it hurts for four hours to give birth to the child, and the result is only two months old, and the completely unconscious child actually has something beautiful to leave for Bai Yungui.

I couldn't have thought of her her.

If it is said that children are educated, whoever is good to him will be good to whom, then why is such a small child?

When she thought about it, she felt a sour smell of vinegar in her heart.

Hualou remembered that as long as Bai Yungui went home, he would stay in the baby room, forgetting to sleep and eat to accompany his pair of children.

She interrupted Bai Yungui's chatter, turned around and threw herself into his arms, and said fiercely: "You are not allowed to buy my children, you are only allowed to watch them for dinner for an hour in the future!" ”

Bai Yungui was stunned, but he could feel her slender waist like a shaved waist, and the silk nightgown on her chest was soft and sticking to his chest.

Murong Hualou rarely threw himself into his arms like this, he tightly wrapped his arms around her waist and licked her neck: "All nonsense, our child, how did he become your child?" Is it wrong for a father to love his children? ”

Painting Lou said: "Strict father and mother! ”

Bai Yungui listened, and laughed: "I'm not suitable to be a strict father, but your fierce appearance is suitable for being a strict mother." In the future, I will be a loving father, and you will discipline them......"

Parents educate their children, there must always be a step down, in the later generations, the mother sings white-faced, the father sings red-faced, the mother scolds the child, and the father coaxes.

But now it's still the Republic of China. Since ancient times, he has been a strict father and mother, Bai Yungui does not want to be ahead of the times, he just wants to be a good person, let the children like him, and leave the wicked to the painting building!

This malevolent man!

The painting lou bit him on the shoulder.

Bai Yungui was very exaggerated and shouted in pain, and the painting building was slightly surprised. The moment she was stunned, Bai Yungui saw the opportunity and pressed her under her.

It's been two months, and the painting building doesn't need to breastfeed, so you can have sex with you.

They all know it.

Skip half push and half push, both of them conform to their own **, and the house is beautiful for a while.

When the painting floor came back from taking a shower, he saw that Bai Yun was still looking at the flannel flower hairpin on the bedside table, and his eyes were as pure and gentle as Qionghua under the orange light.

"Bai Yungui, you really don't think Qingge is ...... Did he mature early? Su Yue landed at the same time as him, but Su Yue would not choose anyone, whoever hugged her was the same, but Qingge was different. How can a two-month-old child be so smart? Hualou asked.

Since the last time she called him a general, he frowned and said that it was really ugly, and Hualou gritted his teeth and called him Bai Yungui in private. Now it's getting more and more palatable.

Bai Yungui, who has always been vigilant, didn't care about it this time: "Our Qingge is originally different!" Who doesn't cry when he lands on the ground, doesn't say anything for four days, and giggles when he opens his mouth? Who doesn't cry but laughs? If you think too much, Qingge is different! ”

She'd rather be an ordinary child.

She knew how she came to this world, so she could accept strange things.

"Qingge only likes you......" she muttered quietly.

Bai Yungui didn't hear clearly, and when he asked her what she said, she didn't say more. After lying down, Hualou couldn't help but think that if Qingge didn't want to return to Baiyun, but gave her the hairpin, she would also feel that the child was unusual, instead of suspicious.

In the final analysis, the painting building is still difficult to settle.

That's her!

For the next few days, she stopped seeing guests and stayed in the nursery. Qingge saw her more often and smiled more in front of her.

Su Yue loves to cry very much, and when she is a little unsatisfactory, she laughs heartbreakingly.

I didn't think it before, but now when the child cries, her heart hurts.

The only person in the mansion who forced a smile was Bai Yunling. Since Zhou's death, Zhou has been relying on Zhang Junyang like a collapse, her heart has been tightly pinched, a little painful, and now, it has already hurt so much that she will be affected by panting.

Especially looking at the happiness of Baiyungui's family of four, I feel more and more that I can't stay here.

But where can she go?

When she returned to the Bai Mansion, her mother and second sister-in-law would definitely keep persuading her not to be stupid, give up her position in vain, and cheapen that woman.

The sister-in-law can't say these words, but looking at her sweetness, Bai Yunling's heart is full of sourness.

She stayed in the mansion for ten days, and Zhang Junyang came to see her twice. Every time he tried to ask her if she wanted to go back, Bai Yunling said he didn't want to, so he stopped insisting.

I don't know what he thinks.

On November 15, Wei'er gave birth to a boy, more than seven pounds, and He Wangshu was overjoyed and came to report to the painting building in person. The painting building left him to eat, and he said that he still had friends to inform, so he didn't stay longer.

As soon as He Wangshu left, Bai Yunling couldn't help it, and tears fell down his eyes.

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