After I was pregnant with a cub, I was spoiled by the rich and powerful [Cross Book]

In the living room of Wei Ming's house, several people were sitting in a row like kindergarten children, each holding an apple that had been peeled.

But only Yan Ting didn't.

Wei Ming and his wife and assistant Sun Qing looked at each other, neither of them dared to eat.

Lin Yuan continued to peel the apples, and he flexibly used the sharp fruit knife to smoothly peel off a large piece of apple skin.

"Tell me, why did you run out of the hospital?" Lin Yuan took a bite of the apple, frowning delicately.

So sweet and not tasty at all.

Lin Yuan shoved the apple into Yan Ting's hands with disgust, and then peeled off a tangerine peel and stuffed plum candy into his mouth, only then did he feel more comfortable.

Obviously, the cub in his stomach has been more than three months old and has passed the initial period of early pregnancy nausea, but recently the morning sickness has come back again, tormenting people.

In the past few days, Lin Yuan didn't actually stay at Wei Ming's house, but stayed at a nearby hotel.

Wei Ming's wife didn't go on a business trip either, and she cooked delicious food for him every day.

Lin Yuan deliberately asked Qin Mian to say that, just to get angry, who told this old man not to keep his promise, to pick him up and go home.

It made me think wildly, thinking that I would really be a single father.

Lin Yuan grew up with his mother since he was a child. He still remembers that when he was in elementary school, many classmates said that he was a bastard without a father, they would not play with him, and they would throw garbage in the drawer of his desk.

Whenever the textbooks were soiled, or dead bugs were picked out from the belly of the table, Lin Yuan would think that he would definitely give his children a complete family in the future.

He said that it was okay to raise a cub by himself, but in his heart he hoped that Yan Ting could accept the cub and be his father.

Even if you don't pay child support, as long as you can visit the child from time to time, let Zai Zai know that you have a father and a father.

That's good.

The moment Yan Ting said that he would take him home, Lin Yuan was so happy that he almost jumped out of bed.If it wasn't still dark at that time, he wished Yan Ting could set off right away.

But Yan Ting broke his promise and was three days late.

During those three days, Lin Yuan thought countless times that he worked hard to grow up, support himself, and escape from the environment where he was judged by others, but he still couldn't get rid of the fate of a single-parent family.

His child may repeat his own mistakes in the future...

Never do that!

Lin Yuan came back with a small suitcase.

Fortunately, he came back, he thought.Otherwise, she might never know for the rest of her life that Yan Ting's childhood was no better than her own.

The life of the rich is actually not so easy.

Yan Ting treasured the apple in his hand, not wanting to eat it, looked at the little face pretending to be fierce with deep eyes, and said softly: "Yuan Yuan, I miss you."

In an instant, Lin Yuan lost all anger.

This old thing, if there is something to say, can the two of you carry it together?

He's not really a three-year-old kid, why didn't he tell him, and hid alone for treatment.

I also want Wei Ming to prick me with a needle. If I am stupid, who can compensate me for a boyfriend who has a high IQ and can make money?

Lin Yuan knew everything.

Yan Ting's pretense, forbearance, and pain.

The more you know, the tighter your heart is.

A seemingly resolute and powerful man turns out to be afraid in his heart.

Afraid that he will be afraid after knowing the truth, and will stay away...

Lin Yuan couldn't figure out what he had shown to make Yan Ting feel that he was a person who couldn't handle big things.

Biting the plum sugar in his mouth with a click, Lin Yuan raised his clear eyes and suddenly smiled, "Because you miss me so much, I'll go home with you. But, I'm tired, you have to Carry me downstairs."

Not to mention carrying her back downstairs, even if she was walking home through the entire city C with her back on her back, Yan Ting would agree without hesitation.

Yan Ting missed Lin Yuan so much.

I want to die, and my heart hurts.

I can't help but want to be close to him.

Lin Yuan lay on Yan Ting's back, fingers hanging from his shoulders, touched the button of his shirt, and said softly: "You can carry me for another two months, and when your stomach grows bigger, you can no longer carry me." .”

My heart, which had been restless for a week, finally returned to its original place, calm and peaceful.

Yan Ting abandoned the elevator and walked down the stairs with the little guy on his back, without feeling at all how tiring going down sixteen floors.

"When you can't carry it on your back, I will hug you instead. Wherever you want to go, baby, I will carry you." Yan Ting went down the stairs, like coaxing a child, shaking the little guy on his back from time to time.

Lin Yuan tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder, acquiescing to his childish behavior.

Old men sometimes need to be coaxed, and I have to coax him.

Lin Yuan thought so.

The slender fingers were not idle, picking the buttons of Yan Ting's shirt for a while, and touching his Adam's apple for a while.

No matter how good Yan Ting's physical strength was, he was still a little out of breath after going down the steps on the sixteenth floor.

Lin Yuan ruthlessly rejected his proposal to walk home behind his back, and quickly climbed into the car.

On the way home, Lin Yuan nestled in Yan Ting's arms and was drowsy, his head was shaking bit by bit.

The soft hair kept rubbing against Yan Ting's chin, making people's hearts itch.

With the person he likes in his arms, obedient and soft, Yan Ting really wants to do something to Lin Yuan.

I want to kiss him, I want to do something that Jinjiang Literature City doesn't allow.

My kidneys were hard, as if they were about to explode.

But he can't.

Lin Yuan still had cubs in his stomach, and the carriage was cramped, so it was not a good place.

Besides, there is a driver in the car...

Yan Ting couldn't bear to let his little guy be seen by others.

Lin Yuan was drowsy, felt his cheeks itch, and ruthlessly swung his paws to scratch.

The old man who stole the fragrance was accurately shot, leaving a scratch on his handsome face.

"You are so annoying." Lin Yuan muttered, buried his head in Yan Ting's trench coat, and hid himself.

Lin Yuan fell asleep all the way, and woke up when the car slowly drove into the yard.

He rubbed his eyes sleepily, was hugged by Yan Ting even with a blanket, and brought him into the house,

Lin Yuan grabbed the phone, avoiding Yan Ting's sight and sending messages.

Yan Ting tried to take a peek, but was stared at.

The little guy actually has a secret behind his back.

Yan Ting felt that he was not very dignified as a guardian, and planned to establish a family tradition.

Let Lin Yuan know that he can't hide anything from himself.

Lin Yuan was put on the sofa, still holding the phone and not letting go.

Yan Ting was very angry, ready to build up his prestige!Hold the little guy in your arms, give him a good spanking, and let him know who is in charge of the family.

Before the plan was implemented, it was instantly disintegrated by Lin Yuan.

He had just woken up, his eyes were still a little dazed, he stretched out his hand and tugged at Yan Ting's sleeve in a daze, and said coquettishly: "I'm hungry."

What about establishing prestige, what about being the master of the country, was instantly forgotten by Yan Ting.

Is there anything more important in the world than feeding the little ones?

No!

Yan Ting personally cooked a bowl of Lin Yuan's favorite tomato and egg noodles, brought it to the table, and watched the children eat eagerly.

Lin Yuan took a bite with his chopsticks and threw up.

"It's so unpalatable." He threw away the chopsticks in disgust, unwilling to eat any more.

Yan Ting's expectant heart shattered into pieces with a click.

He tasted it himself before serving it on the table just now, and the taste was not bad.

And he's done this before, the little guy obviously eats very happily every time.

"Baby, then eat some fruit first, and I'll make it for you again." Yan Ting took the noodles back to the kitchen and dumped them into the trash can.

Beside the dining table, Lin Yuan was chewing a slice of sour plum, squinting his eyes to send a message to Wei Ming.

"Doctor Wei, don't worry, I will follow the doctor's advice and try my best to help him tide over the difficulties and eliminate the psychological barrier."

What Yan Ting was afraid of was the child who had already been born, and he didn't reject the child that was still in his belly.

Lin Yuan and Wei Ming decided to take advantage of this time to let Yan Ting understand that being a father is not so easy.

To die and then to live.

Maybe after he experienced it and got used to it, the rejection in his heart would decrease little by little.

If it doesn't work, think of another way.

That night, Lin Yuan tormented Yan Ting a lot, arguing for noodles, and only eating noodles cooked by Yan Ting himself.

When Yan Ting cooked it, he felt it was not tasty.

One bowl after another, when Yan Ting made the No.18 bowl of noodles, Lin Yuan said that he was full.

He ate a chopstick for each bowl of noodles in front of him, adding up to a big bowl.

After taking a shower and lying on the bed, Yan Ting, who originally wanted to do some exercise before going to bed, didn't think about anything else.

He just wants to sleep.

Pregnant little guy, too toss people.

Yan Ting was exhausted from cooking noodles, and he didn't want to go into the kitchen again in his life, but Lin Yuan was full of vigor and vitality.

Humming a song, she came out of the bathroom, still shaking her two big white legs.

He climbed onto the bed, knelt on his heels, looked at the man lying on the bed with a smile on his face, took out a small brightly colored box from the pocket of his nightgown, and shook it happily, "I heard that there is a durian out there recently." Smell, I went to buy a box today, do you want to try it?"

Yan Ting was most afraid of eating durians, and he withered as soon as he heard about it.

"Honey, can we have a different flavor?" he negotiated.

"Alright." Lin Yuan was very talkative, and took out a red box from his pocket, "Why don't you try the tomato flavor?"

"Ouch." Yan Ting vomited.

Tonight he made eighteen bowls of egg noodles with tomato, and he was afraid when he heard tomato.

Yan Ting bent down and whispered in front of the sink, Lin Yuan leaned on the door frame and looked at him, and said with disgust: "I don't know, I thought you were the one who was pregnant."

"Forget it, let's go to sleep." Lin Yuan waved his hand and sighed, "Who would have thought that I would lose my X life at such a young age. If this continues, Shuiliandong may also become a spider net."

Yan Ting really wanted to satisfy the sighing little guy.

But... Facing the durian-flavored and tomato-flavored set, he chose to sleep.

Yan Ting lay on the bed.

Lin Yuan next to him tossed and turned, sighing every time he turned over.At a young age, he became a little old man.

Yan Ting pretended not to hear, closed his eyes coldly and pretended to be asleep.

Lin Yuan couldn't sleep, took out his phone, clicked on the chat page, and began to complain: "I tell you, when looking for a boyfriend, you must find a young man with good physical strength, otherwise the bed will be shaken late at night, and I can only be empty and lonely, hey ...I want to consider changing boyfriends."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was snatched.

Lin Yuan was overjoyed, wow, from time to time he wanted to dominate the boss's bed, and then forced love.

Then there is an intense in-depth exchange.

Lin Yuan didn't resist, and was hugged obediently by the man, expecting Yan Ting to say in his ear: "I'll let you see if I can do it right now."

Everything is developing as he expected.

Yan Ting kissed his face, put her thin lips close to his ears, flirtatiously blew hot air, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sleep."

Lin Yuan: "Huh??"