Gu Yingqing knew that he was a liar.

Because his eyes and face unabashedly reveal the meaning of "deliberate" and "ulterior motives".

Cheng Yuesheng didn't mind letting her know his intentions at all.

She understands best.

Just like at the beginning, even if he had to use some means, he always did not shy away from planning in front of her—almost explicitly telling her what he wanted and how he was going to do it.

Not surprisingly, in the end he got it and did it.

Perhaps for him, this kind of game that can be won after the cards are revealed, is more fulfilling.

Gu Yingqing took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell, and he pulled out a smile, defensively, suppressing the exposure of his true feelings.

She didn't speak, because Yan Yan was standing not far away and peeking at them.

"Don't drink too much at once, the drink is too cold." Gu Yingqing took the opportunity to avoid Cheng Yuesheng and stepped forward to take the orange juice in the child's hand.

This familiar situation and words brought Gu Yingqing's memory back to a certain night last winter.

A simple banquet with the door closed, she was like a foil, accepting all the malicious scrutiny.

Gu Yingqing wandered for a moment, immersed in the past, and returned to reality in the blink of an eye, Yan Yan had already run away, took off his socks and ran to the bed to start trampoling.

While jumping, he giggled and said, "This bed is so soft!"

There are only the two of them in this building, and they are not afraid that the movement will affect others, Cheng Yuesheng ignored it and went with him.

Gu Yingqing said, "It's not early, you should take a bath and sleep."

Yan Yan threw herself into the soft goose down quilt, crossed her feet and said, "Dad, can you help me put water in the bath?"

Cheng Yuesheng glanced at Gu Yingqing, who was standing in the living room, a little unsure of how to deal with himself, blocked his son's sight, his eyes fell, and he teased her in a low voice: "How can you be as restrained as a guest?"

"I am indeed a guest."

I don't plan to recognize the child, for the child, she is a guest who enters their father's and son's territory.

In the past, she had always had a vague identity and an embarrassing situation in the Zhao family, but in this case, she had long been accustomed to letting herself wander away from the crowd.

Cheng Yuesheng fixed his eyes on her, wanting to reach out to touch her, but was avoided by Gu Yingqing, she was slightly annoyed, glared at him, and pointed in the direction of Cheng Zhiyan.

Cheng Yuesheng pursed his lower lip, put his phone aside, turned around and went into the bathroom, and went to make hot water for his son.

Yan Yan was already able to take a bath independently, and Cheng Yuesheng would occasionally help him wash when he was there.

It was a little difficult for the child to take off his winter clothes, Gu Yingqing helped him take them off, put on the children's bathrobe, and he went into the bathroom by himself.

Cheng Yuesheng was washing him inside, and the father and son didn't know what to say in a low voice, and from time to time there were laughter and screams.

Cheng Yuesheng told him to calm down and don't scream.

Gu Yingqing felt very conflicted, calm and sober on the one hand, and chaotic on the other.

On the coffee table, Cheng Yuesheng's mobile phone rang, it was Nanjiang's unfamiliar number.

She ignored it, went downstairs, and took a casual look.

After a while, Yan Yan came out of the shower, didn't see her, and asked anxiously, "Where did she go?"

"Here."

There was music playing in the stereo upstairs, and Yan Yan looked for her with a white face, making an anxious sound.

Cheng Yuesheng told him that he was downstairs.

Gu Yingqing hurriedly went up, Yan Yan was wearing a bathrobe, her face was red, and she had a bath towel on her head, his father was wiping his hair, and the moment the child saw Gu Yingqing, he immediately turned cloudy.

"Don't go, go take a shower, let's sleep together."

Gu Yingqing said to Cheng Yuesheng, "You just had a phone."

Cheng Yuesheng naturally handed her the bath towel, "You help him wipe it off."

He took his phone, looked at the caller ID, and went downstairs.

Gu Yingqing couldn't help but stare at his back.

After wiping her hair, Gu Yingqing used a hair dryer to dry Yan Yan's short hair, and the child began to trampoline again, jumping half-collapsed in his nightgown, showing his shoulders like a puppy.

Yan Yan was afraid that she would leave, and urged her, "You should go take a bath too, we should go to bed."

"I'll wash when you're asleep."

"Really?"

"Really."

Yan Yan jumped in front of her: "Anyway, I won't see you when I wake up tomorrow morning, I'll cry."

"Why are you so afraid of me leaving?" Gu Yingqing was a little curious, she hadn't seen the child for several months, and he was still very clingy to her.

Thinking back to the beginning of the meeting, Yan Yan has shown good feelings and kindness to her, but he is a very observant child, and he is rarely so close to strangers who have just met.

Is there really such a thing as a mother-son bond?

Yan Yan did not hesitate to express: "Because I like you and want to stay with you." qδ.net

Gu Yingqing pressed down on the indescribable warmth flowing in his heart, "Your mouth is so sweet."

Yan Yan suddenly became shy, buried herself in the quilt and said, "Adults like sweet-mouthed children, right?"

"That's right."

"But Daddy said I was a sycophant."

"He talked nonsense."

Gu Yingqing sat on the edge of the bed to accompany him, the child made a fuss for a while, the excitement passed, he was tired, he lay on the bed and chatted, and he was sleepy after a while.

Gu Yingqing listened to the little guy's mouth mumbly utter a few syllables, and he was completely silent.

The bedroom was quiet, and the presence of the song of "Fire Oil" suddenly became strong, and Gu Yingqing was afraid of waking up the child, so he hurriedly got up and turned off the music.

"The night is drunk, the night is drunk, let it be quiet until dawn......

It's really the right time.

Yan Yan let out another child's unconscious mutter, and Gu Yingqing stomped his slippers to the side of the bed and dimmed the light.

Gu Yingqing stayed by the bed, the child was sleeping deeply, she stared at the child's immature and soft face, and was fascinated for a while, as if she had forgotten why she didn't dare to look at him before.

Gradually, she looked at the child from a different perspective than before.

It's not looking at someone else's son, it's not looking for his father's shadow, it's from the mother's point of view.

She still couldn't ignore Yan Yan's eyebrows and eye contours that were extremely similar to Cheng Yuesheng.

And so a strange sensation arose.

This is the child she gave birth to, and the child born to Cheng Yue.

She has known Cheng Yue for less than a year, but she has a four-year-old child with him.

How so?

How could it be......

There was even an embryo that had not been formed......

The embryo seemed to be some kind of evidence that she had been with him, and as it passed, the period that had become a thing of the past seemed to be given an even more intense tragic color.

The child slept on all fours, her hands resting on the pillow in surrender, and she put her index finger into his small palm as if she were enchanted.

Yan Yan moved her mouth in her sleep, and then took her fingers.

It was like an electric current hitting the heart, and Gu Yingqing's heart twitched.

After the umbilical cord was cut at birth, a new bond with the mother that should have been established in this way was finally achieved after many years.

After some time, a voice pulled her back to reality: "He's asleep."

Gu Yingqing suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the man who was standing beside the bed at some point.

I don't even know how long he's been standing here.