Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

There was a buzzing in Cheng Wen's mind, and he stood up reflexively and turned to look.

Jian Qing stared at the nurse anxiously and asked, "Why did it disappear?! Make it clear!"

The nurse was a very young girl. She had just started working not long ago. When she suddenly encountered such a thing, she couldn't hold back anymore. She was so panicked that tears kept streaming down her cheeks, "I just went to the toilet... I came back... At that time, the child disappeared..."

Recently, several news about human traffickers sneaking into the hospital to abduct and sell newborn babies just broke out on the Internet. Jian Qing didn't expect it to happen to her in the blink of an eye. "How do you do it? Hurry up and check the monitoring!!"

Although he panicked, he was still calm. Surveillance cameras were installed in every corner of the hospital, and he could find out who took the child away by checking.

"Okay... okay, I'll go to the dean now..."

In a daze, Cheng Wen thought he was dreaming again, and his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand still. He couldn't listen to what the two people said behind him, and walked towards Jian Qing in a daze, holding the end of the bed.

He knew that Jian Qing was very powerful.

Although Ah Qing doesn't like him, the baby is his daughter after all, as long as he begs him, he should help...

Jian Qing was negotiating with the nurse and was going to watch the surveillance with her, when suddenly he heard a muffled sound from the side, turned his head and saw the little fool fell to the ground with his eyes closed, already unconscious.

"Cheng Wen!"

Jian Qing quickly walked over to pick him up and put him on the bed.

Originally, Cheng Wen's physical condition was already improving, but he didn't expect to develop a high fever that afternoon, which made him delirious, muttering nonsense and crying all the time.

Sometimes he would talk about his mother, saying he missed her, sometimes he would talk about Cheng Ran, telling him he was sorry, and more often he would talk about the baby, murmuring that the baby would not cry.

Xu Shimeng's daughter was a bit difficult to coax, the little fool couldn't coax her no matter what, she was so anxious that she shed tears.

When I woke up at night, my eyes were swollen into two red walnuts. The first thing I said when I saw Jian Qing was, have you found the baby?

Jian Qing hesitated to speak.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cheng Wen thought he was sleepy and asked him in a daze, did I have a nightmare again?

Only then did Jian Qing return to him, "I found it, my dad took it away."

Then he stretched out his hand and stroked the hair on the little fool's forehead, and said in a soft voice, "Don't worry, the baby is fine now, she can eat and drink at my house, and my dad will not treat her badly."

On the way to the monitoring room in the afternoon, Jian Qing received a call from the old man and learned that his daughter was taken away by Jian Yeming. While he was relieved, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. Send the child back.

Such an old person actually did such a thing as stealing a child.

Who knows that the old man's attitude is very tough, insisting that his granddaughter must be raised in the old house, unless he promises to drive Cheng Wen away from his side and marry the youngest son of the Jiang family.

The Jiang family and the Jian family are family friends, and the two parties have long intended to marry. However, both families have sons. No matter how they think about it, they have no choice. Interested in Jian Qing.

Jian Yeming thinks that instead of letting Jian Qing mess around with cats and dogs outside, it's better to find someone who is of the same family and settle down quickly. A man is a man. After all, Jiang Ling was raised by him, and he is different from others.

Jian Qing naturally refused.

Cheng Wen realized that he wasn't dreaming anymore, he blinked his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you say... you won't let uncle take the baby away?"

Jian Qing quickly reached out to wipe his tears, feeling extremely uncomfortable, "Don't cry."

"The old man has just hugged his granddaughter, which is very rare. After he hugs his granddaughter for a few days, he will be sent back by someone."

Cheng Wen didn't cry or make trouble, just stared at Jian Qing in a daze, only the corners of his eyes continued to shed tears, "...Really?"

"Really, the baby will be back in a while." Jian Qing could only coax him like this.

After the fever subsided, Jian Qing took Cheng Wen out of the hospital and went home.

The house was cleaned very well by Aunt Wang. She was very happy when the two owners came home, but she always felt that something was different.

Cheng Wen didn't laugh as much as before.

He often sits on the single chair by the French windows on the second floor and stares out in a daze for an entire afternoon.

Jian Qing went back to the company to go to work, but she would come back from get off work on time every night to accompany Cheng Wen for dinner, and would buy some small gifts on the way to make him happy.

Sometimes it's a delicate strawberry cake, sometimes it's a bouquet of fresh roses.

But the little fool still seldom smiles, and even when he does, he doesn't always look really happy.

Time passed quickly, and a week passed in the blink of an eye. Cheng Wen counted the days with his fingers, hoping that the baby would be sent back suddenly one day.

Jian Qing was always vague and perfunctory to him. He said that for a while, Cheng Wen didn't know how long it would be, half a month, or a month. Tell him earlier so that he can prepare in advance.

Up to now, I haven't prepared the things my baby needs. There are only a few small clothes I bought a long time ago at home.

Cheng Wen would take out a small piece of clothing from the closet every day, stick it on his face, and more often hold it quietly in his arms, just like holding a daughter.

At six o'clock in the evening, there was the sound of brakes outside on time. Today Jian Qing came back with a box of exquisite macarons. Cheng Wen said thank you obediently, and after dinner, he unpacked and ate a small one at his urging.

It tastes very sweet in the mouth, but when you taste it, it becomes bitter for no reason.

Cheng Wen didn't have the habit of wasting food. After eating what he had in hand, he put the rest in the refrigerator.

"If you like it, I will buy it for you every day, don't be reluctant to eat it." When she came out of the kitchen, Jian Qing hugged him stickily and kissed him.

Cheng Wen nodded in response, wanting to ask about his daughter, but Jian Qing had already let him go and turned to go upstairs.

The two haven't done it for a long time. The young man is full of vigor, and it's inevitable that he will react when he touches the person he likes.

He knew that Cheng Wen was in a bad mood recently, and he didn't want to force him, and he didn't bother to solve it by himself, so he took a half-cold shower and it was over.

He is also worried about his daughter.

The old man refused to let go of what he said, and insisted on marrying the young master of the Jiang family.

How can he.

The only person who can persuade Jian Yeming is her mother, but she has been traveling all over the world with her girlfriends recently, so she has no time to talk to him at all.

Cheng Wen was already asleep when he went out, Jian Qing turned off the small lamp by the bed, lifted the quilt and got in, hugged him and kissed him.

When he closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep, he suddenly felt the person in his arms turn over, and his soft and boneless hands slowly wrapped around his neck.

Jian Qing was stunned for a moment, opened her eyes subconsciously, and was about to ask Cheng Wen what's wrong, when the other's warm lips pressed against his.

Even if he just kissed and left, Jian Qing could feel that he was nervous and his breathing was messed up.

"Ah Qing...I...let's do it." Cheng Wen's voice was a little hoarse.

Jian Qing thought she heard it wrong, the little fool was always passive in this kind of thing, how could he take the initiative to ask him for sex.

Even though he knew there was a reason for the incident, it was inevitable that his head would become hot, and even his body would become hot. He wrapped his arms around his waist, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Wen didn't speak, but retracted his hand and lifted up the hem of his pajamas silently, pulling Jian Qing's big palm to his body, "I know you want this... I can do it, as long as Ah Qing wants, I can do it every day." Can."

"Can you let me see my daughter? ... Don't have to hug me back and stay by my side every day, just let me take a look... Just take a look once in a while, okay?"

His whole body was shaking.

The skin of the abdomen is flat and smooth, only a two-inch long scar below the belly button stands out suddenly, which is left over from the birth of the baby.

Jian Qing felt that a basin of cold water was poured over his head, eliminating the animal desire that shouldn't have arisen, so he got up in the dark and turned on the bedside lamp.

Cheng Wen was crying, and tears had already soaked his pale face.

He sat up and saw Jian Qing's strange expression, and realized that he had lost his composure. He knew that Jian Qing didn't like him crying, so he hurriedly wiped away his tears and smiled at him, "I don't cry... …That’s right, I miss the baby a little bit…”

"Ah Qing, take me to see her, okay?..."

"If you don't have time tomorrow, you can do it the day after tomorrow... I don't have time the day after tomorrow... Then, I'll wait a little longer... Next week... I can..."

"..." Jian Qing's heart was broken.

He only saw Cheng Wen unhappy these days, but he never cried in front of himself.

He thought that when his mother came back, there would be a mother who would persuade his father. If there were no accidents, he should be [-]% sure that he would be able to persuade him, and then he would be able to bring the baby back smoothly.

He can wait, so he thinks that the little fool can also wait.

Since the daughter is more important than life, after being pregnant for nearly nine months and desperately giving birth to the child, it must be a painful moment to part, let alone for so long.

Seeing Jian Qing's silence, Cheng Wen thought that he disagreed, and he had already used all the tricks he could think of. Apart from his own body, he didn't know what else could make Jian Qing compromise.

I just hope that for his pity's sake, it would be good to give him a little mercy.

Cheng Wen stretched out his hand to grab Jian Qing's right hand that was placed on the quilt, and begged in a low voice, "Please..."

"please……"

"Ah Ching wants me to do anything... I will be very obedient, very obedient, and I will never cry again..."

He said that he would never cry again, but he couldn't help but choked up in a low voice like a child.

Jian Qing's Adam's apple twitched, and she couldn't hold it anymore, she reached out and hugged the man tightly in her arms, "I'll take you to see the baby tomorrow."

"We'll go tomorrow."

"Thank you... Thank you, Ah Qing." Cheng Wen hurriedly thanked him as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

Jian Qing felt very uncomfortable, the little fool was clearly in his arms, but he treated him like a stranger.

He corrected in a low voice.

"You are not allowed to say thank you in the future. If you really want to thank you, just say I love you."

"Love Ah Qing, it sounds better than thanking you."

Cheng Wen doesn't want to say that anymore, but if it's just for thanks, he can pretend that those three words mean thank you: "Love...love Ah Qing."

"I love you too." Jian Qing curled her lips, feeling much better, and leaned over to kiss his ear.

Immediately, he couldn't help worrying that the old man would embarrass him when he saw Cheng Wen, so he thought for a moment and said.

"...My dad may not like you very much, but no matter what he says tomorrow, don't take it to heart, you just need to remember that I like you, understand?"

"I know...No, it's okay." Cheng Wen whispered back to him.

He was already annoying, and he was used to it.

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Slightly thicker, longer and smaller than usual~