Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

“……”Wen Jin remained silent and chose to accept his fate.

It's just a name anyway! She said silently in her heart.

But how did I become a mother for no apparent reason?

She looked at Ji Yunmiao and was about to say something.

Just when he looked up, he saw Ji Yunmiao with a smile on his face.

What makes him happy?

"You seem very happy?" Wen Jin narrowed his eyes.

Hearing this, Ji Yunmiao immediately put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "You are mistaken, I don't have it."

What to do! He was very happy when he thought that there would be a dragon who would call Ah Jin mother and daddy in front of everyone!

There is a feeling of being fully recognized! Is this happiness? !

Wen Jin looked at him suspiciously, and lifted Xiao Long, who was drinking tea from the teacup, in front of Ji Yunmiao: "You want to be your father, right? I'll raise you."

Xiaolong felt that he was inexplicably suspended in the air and then falling down, but he didn't let go of the small teacup in his hand at all.

It raised its head and looked at Ji Yunmiao in front of it, and once again shouted in a crisp voice: "Daddy!"

When Ji Yunmiao heard this, he, who had clearly prepared himself mentally, suddenly felt a hint of red on the tip of his ears.

Seeing this, Wen Jin snorted: She is stronger than anyone else in front of outsiders, but she is shy behind closed doors! She hasn't slept much, and suddenly a daughter appears. She wants to see how Ji Yunmiao takes care of her!

……

The next day, Xiaolong obediently lay on Ji Yunmiao's shoulder and went out with him.

Kong Qing, who was traveling with them, kept glancing at them out of the corner of his eye.

"Where is your master?" Ji Yunmiao asked cautiously as he moved Xiaolong to his other shoulder.

Kong Qing snorted and did not answer. Instead, he walked ahead without looking back.

Don't you want to say it?

Ji Yunmiao looked at Kong Qing's back, and immediately began to wonder: Is this related to the previous incident...

……

Wen Jin felt that Xiao Long had grown too fast during this period. From the time Ji Yunmiao left home in the morning to the time Ji Yunmiao came back in the evening, the difference was not very obvious. It was not until the third day that she suddenly realized that Xiao Long was almost as big as her palm. At the beginning, it was only the size of her palm! !

She hasn't even decided what to name it yet, and it's already grown this big?

Wen Jin took the yawning little dragon off Ji Yunmiao's shoulder and carefully compared its size with his palm. Then he raised his head and looked at Ji Yunmiao with a serious look: "It's so big now, have you named it?"

"Ah?" Ji Yunmiao was slightly startled when he heard this, and then answered obediently: "No."

Naming it was not something he considered at all - there didn't seem to be any occasion where he needed to call it by its name in the past few days?

"It's time to name one." Wen Jin nodded seriously, holding onto Xiaolong, who he could hardly hold anymore.

Ji Yunmiao had no objection: "Come back tonight to get it."

He still had to rush to see patients, and Kong Qing said there was a patient today who he could try to treat independently.

"Okay." Wen Jin nodded and put Xiaolong back on Ji Yunmiao's shoulder.

Ji Yunmiao only felt his shoulders suddenly sink: he didn't feel anything when he put it on him, but when Ajin suddenly put it on him, he really felt that Xiaolong had indeed grown up a lot.

He looked sideways: the two small wings on its back had grown a lot bigger? When would it be able to fly?

……

When Ji Yunmiao came back, he saw Wen Jin sitting on the roof, seemingly in a trance.

As night falls, the moon hangs quietly in the sky, casting thousands of rays of light.

He stopped in the yard and stared at Wen Jin for a while:

The person sitting on the roof was wearing a thin plain dress, and the sleeves of his clothes scattered under his body were swaying gently in the wind.

Her hair was tied loosely at the back of her head, with a few strands of hair casually falling on her cheeks, giving off a faint luster.

The whole person was enveloped in a layer of cold light.

He had never looked at her so seriously before. Either he glanced at her quickly and then looked away, or they made eye contact and stared at each other.

At this moment, Wen Jin was in a state of meditation. His black eyes, which often made the tips of his ears turn red, were slightly closed, giving him the opportunity to look carefully.

Ji Yunmiao's breathing slowed down a little.

Xiaolong, who had been lying with his head down, turned his head to look at Ji Yunmiao who was standing still. He blinked in confusion and then looked up in the direction he was looking.

"Mom is so beautiful!" It expressed its admiration without reservation.

The voice was soft, with a kind of naive wonderment.

Ji Yunmiao came back to his senses after hearing the sound and calmly stuffed a pill into its mouth.

"Keep your voice down." He said, reaching out and nodding Xiaolong's head: "Let's go in and wait for your mother first."

……

When Wen Jin pushed open the door, she saw two people, one big and one small, a man and a dragon, waiting for her at the table.

The candlelight inside the house spilled out, and the moonlight outside shone in, meeting at the door.

Her face was reflected in the glow of the candlelight, which lacked the cold and clear beauty of the moonlight, but instead added a touch of gentle warmth.

But as soon as Wen Jin opened his mouth, this gentle mood was broken.

"What are you doing!" she exclaimed, and rushed in without even closing the door, and picked up Ji Yunmiao from the table.

Ji Yunmiao was a head taller than her. She simply grabbed the back of Ji Yunmiao's collar and pulled him three steps away.

Then she took two steps forward and picked up Xiaolong, who was still standing on the table and eating.

The porcelain vase on the table was kicked over by Xiaolong's subconscious kicking feet. The fallen small porcelain bottle rolled over on the table several times and was about to fall off the edge of the table - Wen Jin quickly grabbed it!

She raised her brows slightly, holding Xiaolong in one hand and pushing the porcelain bottle in front of Ji Yunmiao with the other hand: "What are you two doing?!"

Ji Yunmiao took a step forward and wanted to take the porcelain bottle from Wen Jin's hand, but Wen Jin simply pulled his hand back and placed the porcelain bottle heavily on the table - neatly placed together with the other porcelain bottles.

With a "pop" sound, the little dragon that was struggling just now suddenly wilted.

Wen Jin pointed his hand at the table, then looked at Ji Yunmiao: "Are these all for it to eat?"

After she asked, without waiting for Ji Yunmiao to speak, she turned to Xiaolong and asked, "Are these all for you to eat?"

The little dragon lowered his head, as if trying to cover his head with his two wings that had not yet grown. Ji Yunmiao's voice of acknowledgement came from the other side: "Yes..."

He had just admitted it when Wen Jin glared at him.

Ji Yunmiao straightened up at that moment, and continued to explain to Wen Jin: "It was him. He always asked me to give him some pills to eat, and at least two of these bottles were fed by Kong Qing."

He quickly walked to the table and picked out two of the medicine bottles accurately: "Kong Qing fed them while I was giving him acupuncture... I saw that he was happy eating..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Jin glared at him again, and then she lifted Xiaolong to a place where her line of sight was level, and said with a stern face: "Do you just eat whatever others give you? Do you want to be poisoned to death if you don't take a photo?"

Xiaolong still kept his head down and said nothing.

When the atmosphere was tense, Cang Yan suddenly floated out of Wen Jin's consciousness.