Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Small white hands clenched into fists in mid-air, Qin Yiren knocked lightly on the door of Chu Xiannian's room, wondering if his work was over.

The temperature in the corridor is lower than in the room with the air conditioner on.

Qin Yiren sneezed with his hands down, stood in front of the door and waited for a minute, but he still couldn't wait for Chu Xiannian to open the door.

The slender eyelashes trembled, and she felt a little panic in her heart, urging her to knock on Chu Xianian's door again: "Chu Xianian, are you there?"

"……exist."

Behind him, the man easily picked her up horizontally, and asked helplessly, "You, you are running around in this look again."

With her heart beating out of rhythm, Qin Yiren raised her hand to hook his neck, and suddenly realized that her uncomfortable mood came from the continuation of the nightmare.

Seeing her obediently biting her lower lip, Chu Xinian looked at her in surprise, not missing the mist quietly accumulated in her eyes.

"Yiren?" Frowning worriedly, he hugged her back to the house for the two of them, and asked coaxingly, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Hearing his uncontrollable anxiety, Qin Yiren shook his head lightly, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "I had a very bad dream, I dreamed that you were in a car accident, and I couldn't save you...It's so real, I'm a little scared."

Chu Xianian leaned over and put her back on the big soft bed, stared into her eyes thoughtfully, and comforted her gently: "It's okay, it's just a dream, if you are worried, I will take care of you in the next few days. Don't go out, okay?"

The expression between Qin Yiren's brows and eyes was a little dazed, and he asked in a ignorant way: "Do you believe in my dream?"

Chu Xinian smiled and explained calmly: "I heard that dreams are reversed. If I die miserably in your dream, it means that I will live a long life in the real world and grow old with you. .”

As he spoke, the corners of his thin lips curled up in a doting arc, as if he was looking forward to such a future.

Affected by his calmness, Qin Yiren's beating little heart gradually returned to calm, and she pressed her snow-white forehead against the man's chest, and said softly sadly: "I slept very deeply, that dream was so real, it made me Can not bear……"

Chu Xiannian raised his hand and patted her slender back, wondering if her dream was implying something.

After all, the person who was in a car accident was not him, but Qin Yiren himself.

Thinking of this, Chu Xinian hugged her arm tightly tightly.

Although Qin Yiren seriously wanted to restore the memory of being Huang Qian, to him, Huang Qian was like a ghost that only existed in the past.

It is undoubtedly the best choice to stay in the past like this, don't disturb his and Qin Yiren's current life.

Nest in his arms to calm down.

Qin Yiren rubbed his eyes, blushing with embarrassment, "Chu Xianian, I'm fine."

Chu Xiannian put away those floating thoughts, looked down at her slap-sized face, "Really? Is there any discomfort?"

"No..." Qin Yiren shook his head, and asked even more embarrassedly: "Am I troublesome?"

"Little idiot, you care about me so much, I don't have time to be happy, how can you find it troublesome?" Chu Xinian pinched her cheek amusedly, "Don't think wildly, although I don't think it's troublesome, maybe the baby will secretly laugh at you. "

Qin Yiren opened his eyes slightly, and said solemnly: "That's right, I'm going to be a mommy, so I should set a good example for my baby."

"Then wash your hands and eat quickly." Chu Xinian lovingly kissed her forehead, "It's my fault. If I had known you would have nightmares, I wouldn't have left your side."

"It's not your fault. Dreams are inherently unpredictable."

Pulling Chu Xiannian's hand to get up, Qin Yiren deliberately hummed a ditty, pretended to be very happy, walked into the bathroom, and began to wash with an electric toothbrush in his mouth.

Guessing that she probably didn't come out of the shadow of the nightmare, Chu Xinian followed her every step of the way, stood at the bathroom door, looked at her and smiled, "Do you want to know what delicious food I made for you?"

Qin Yiren puffed her cheeks, her mouth was full of toothpaste foam: "Think~"

"Listen well." Chu Xinian reported the name of the dish in a serious manner: "First, tomato and shrimp."

Qin Yiren's eyes lit up, and he expressed his affirmation with great interest: "Yes!"

"Cream Baked Corn."

"Uh-huh!"

"Bird's nest with rock sugar."

"Mmmmmmm!"

"Winter melon ribs soup."

"Eh……"

"Steamed Sea Bass."

After Qin Yiren finished washing, she raised her rosy face and muttered sadly: "Hmph, I hate wax gourd and fish the most."

"But the baby likes it, so you agreed to set a good example for the baby?"

Holding her hand and leaving the room, Chu Xinian brought her to the restaurant and ordered his aunt to serve the food.

"Miss Qin, are you feeling better?"

The aunt quickly brought out the delicious and delicious dishes, and said kindly: "Hurry up and eat more. Mr. Chu prepared these dishes himself, and he didn't allow me to help. It took two hours."

Qin Yiren's heart moved, he looked at the handsome and gentle man, and asked with distress: "You are so busy with work, why waste your time preparing dinner?"

If she had known that he personally prepared it, she would definitely not have acted like a baby just now.

"Where is the waste of time doing what you like to eat?" Chu Xinian smiled, picked up the chopsticks to pick up food for her: "Besides, you are very sick, I can't help you, I can only take good care of you, let Get a little more comfortable."

She tasted the sweet soup softly in her heart, and the just right warmth spread from the tip of her tongue to the bottom of her heart, making her smile uncontrollably.

No chef, no matter how good he is, can't be as familiar with her taste as Chu Xinian.

Raising his hand and touching his forehead, Qin Yiren had a rare appetite, so he was going to cheer up and eat more, so as not to let Chu Xinian's hard work be in vain.

Even so, she doesn't have much appetite.

Reluctantly refilling the second bowl of rice, Qin Yiren drank the sweet soup in front of him and had no choice but to declare the dinner over.

"Well done, so sweet."

Chu Xiannian gave her a thumbs up, and left the rest of the mess to his aunt, and took her hand to the living room.

During the two days of illness, Qin Yiren stayed at home, maintaining a state of not leaving the door or going out.

Looking at the night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, she raised her hand and tugged at the neckline, eager to try to blow some air.

"Yi Ren..." Seeing her small thoughts, Chu Xinian felt a little helpless: "You haven't recovered yet, do you really want to go out to play?"

After belatedly realizing that she was still ill, Qin Yiren stuck out the tip of her tongue mischievously: "I don't feel dizzy anymore, but you are right, let's wait until I recover."

Chu Xiannian looked at her distrustfully, found the forehead gun and pointed it at her.

The words 37 degrees two were displayed on the screen, which was only a little higher than the normal body temperature. No wonder she looked more lively.

"Well, am I right?"

Leaning over to look at the number on the forehead temperature gun, Qin Yiren raised the corners of his lips triumphantly, then thought of something, and kissed Chu Xiannian on the cheek: "I probably will be fine tomorrow morning, because you took good care of me."

"Happy cooperation, beat the cold." Chu Xinian looked at her with a smile on his face, his heart softened like cotton candy soaked in water, "If you're willing to wrap yourself in a quilt, I'll take you to sit on the terrace? 10 minutes , no, 5 minutes?"

Even though it's only 5 minutes, it also sounds like a good proposition.

Qin Yiren readily agreed, returned to the room wrapped in a quilt, wobbling like a clumsy little penguin, followed Chu Xiannian to the terrace.

In early autumn, the night breeze is slightly cool.

Standing on the terrace and taking a deep breath, Qin Yiren chatted energetically: "Chu Xinian, is your cousin beautiful?"

Somewhat unexpectedly, she suddenly mentioned this.

Chu Xiannian's narrow eyes narrowed, realizing that Zhou Beiyan had told Qin Yiren what she saw.

Observing her expression unobtrusively, he said slowly, "The last time I saw her was five years ago, and she looks very pretty in my impression."

"You don't usually contact each other?"

"She was very young when she and her parents left the country, and her parents occasionally contacted my parents, but we juniors didn't have much friendship."

"I see."

Qin Yiren looked at the exquisitely crafted villa area, recalled Zhou Beiyan's unwilling expression, and asked for her for the sake of her classmates: "Better than Dr. Zhou?"

Chu Xinian smiled slightly: "She asked you to ask?"

Qin Yiren nodded, and said with some sympathy: "She has liked Professor Bo for a long time, but she mustered up the courage to confess and was immediately rejected. It will be hard to let go for a while."

"Certainly prettier than her."

Giving the answer concisely, Chu Xiannian said that he couldn't understand Zhou Beiyan's wishful thinking, "The Bo family in the capital is quite famous. I heard that it was an important family hundreds of years ago. It is almost... no, it is completely impossible for her to marry Bo Jingxing." .”

Qin Yiren lowered her eyes quietly, her mood suddenly became complicated for some reason.

Raising her hand to press her chest, she changed the subject unconsciously: "Tomorrow you don't have to stay at home to take care of me. The company's affairs are more important, and I'm already getting better."

Chu Xianian pondered for a moment: "Isn't it boring for you to stay at home alone?"

"It's okay, Xiao Yunduo gave me a new game disk." Thinking of the big adventure that he hadn't experienced yet, Qin Yiren suppressed his small thoughts, "By the way, if I can help you with your work, just do whatever you want. Say you're welcome."

Seeing her serious face, Chu Xinian thought for a while: "There is indeed something, the family is scheduled to worship the ancestors this Friday, and there are still three days to prepare, I have already handed over these trivial matters to the responsible studio, you Would you like to help finalize the details?"

"Okay." Qin Yiren agreed without saying a word, and then asked: "Worshiping the ancestors... the one with an ancestral hall in your family?"

Chu Xianian shook his head, and patiently explained: "It's not an ancestral hall, the Chu family has a family cemetery, and every five years all the descendants come back to pay homage, the rules left by the ancestors."

Qin Yiren thought for a while, and asked in surprise: "So, I can see your cousin soon?"