Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

Cheng Wen looked away from his daughter's face, and looked up at Jian Qing in a daze. The wound on the corner of his eye was only pressed with a tissue just now, and the blood had not completely stopped.

Thinking of Jian Yeming throwing the teacup over, Jian Qing subconsciously protected him, and Cheng Wen suddenly felt a little sore in his heart.

He knew that he was really stupid and stupid, and he couldn't figure out why Jian Qing was willing to treat him well now, and he always liked to do some misunderstood actions, but no matter what, he didn't dare to trap himself again.

He didn't speak, he held his daughter with one hand, raised his right hand to touch the uninjured skin under Jian Qing's eyes, and said dumbly, "Does it hurt..."

Jian Qing laughed, grabbed his hand and put it down, "It doesn't hurt, I need you to bandage it yourself later, and it won't hurt if I kiss it again."

"Don't change the subject, you haven't replied to me yet."

"Is it good to announce the wedding at the full moon banquet? Or just choose a date and go abroad to collect the certificate in a few days before telling everyone?"

Cheng Wen lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze, and replied in a low voice, "I don't think...it's not good."

"Why is it bad?" Jian Qing was anxious.

Cheng Wen was silent for a while, then plucked up the courage to meet his eyes, and said with a smile, "Ah Qing already has someone he likes... Whether it's Ran Ran or Mr. Jiang, they are better than me."

"You are not a good match with me...you will be delayed."

Jian Qing frowned, "Who told you this?"

What kind of match does not match, how can the little fool say such profound words, he used to just foolishly say that he likes him.

"No one, no one told me." Cheng Wen shook his head.

Jian Qing was afraid that Cheng Wen's ears would be soft, and he would listen to everything others said, "Even if someone tells you something, don't believe it."

"I used to like Cheng Ran, but you are the one who is always by my side. I like you now. As for Jiang Ling, you saw it just now. I have no interest in him at all."

"Xiao Wen, I am willing to use marriage to tie myself to you, don't you believe me?" Jian Qing put her hands on his shoulders a little frustrated.

"Marry me and let me give you a home, okay?"

Jian Qing said similar things before, and he even said the same thing to Cheng Ran in front of the public.

After the press conference incident, Jian Qing's credibility in Cheng Wen's heart had already been reduced to 0.

Who said that being married is a lifetime? Divorce in this day and age is as common as a cold and fever.

Cheng Wen no longer has the strength to endure such a torment. He is really afraid that Jian Qing will suddenly change his face when he wakes up one morning. It's better to continue like this, and the scene won't be too ugly when the other party completely hates him.

He just needs to pack up his own small suitcase and leave quietly, at least he won't be discussed by others, because he is the one who pesters Jian Qing sternly.

"Don't...don't get married." Cheng Wen's eyes turned red, and his voice became hoarse.

"I do not want to get married……"

The little fool is still so kind, he doesn't even have the strength to reject others.

On the contrary, Jian Qing felt distressed by the tears on his face, and anxiously reached out to wipe them away, "Don't cry, Cheng, why don't I force you, we will tie the knot when you are willing."

Holding Cheng Wen's back, he carefully embraced the person and the baby in his arms, and sighed, "You are my little ancestor, and I can't do anything about you."

If it wasn't for seeing her daughter, Jian Qing would be too lazy to go back to the old house. In the morning, the old man had something to go out and was not at home for lunch. Jian Qing was happy and at ease. Home.

After all, he is going to get married in the future. Even if the old man disagrees, the raw rice has already been cooked, and he even has a baby. What else can he do? If it doesn't work, he will get a grandson for him. Jian Yeming just doesn't want to Be happy.

Apart from Mama Jiang, there are a few servants who live in the house. Apart from taking care of housework, they usually talk badly. Maybe they have heard Mama Jiang's training and dare not say anything casually. If Jian Qing is not around, it may not be so.

After lunch, Jian Qing borrowed the old man's study to deal with business, and said he wanted to drink coffee. When Cheng Wen went downstairs to make coffee for him, he heard two old women behind him talking about men having children, whether they were monsters, and so on.

Cheng Wen's hands trembled when he was pouring the water, and the scalding hot water spilled a little, scalding the back of his hands. He wiped it with his sleeve, pretending he didn't hear it, and went upstairs with the cup.

The door of the study room was ajar, and Jian Qing allowed him to enter without knocking. Cheng Wen was afraid of disturbing him, so he tried to walk lightly when he entered.

It is not unreasonable for serious men to read this sentence better.

The heating in the room is sufficient. Jane took off his suit jacket and was wearing a white shirt and trousers. His hair was tied up in a bun at the back of his head. He sat behind a retro-style desk with his back straight and his eyes fixed on him. Looking at the laptop screen, his slender eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his quiet face showed a bit of sternness.

Cheng Wen seldom saw him like this. Jian Qing never allowed him to enter the study when he was working at home, and he was even less allowed to go in the company.

He is very proud that the baby has such a powerful father.

There was nothing that could help, Cheng Wen put the black mug gently in Jian Qing's hand, turned around and was about to leave.

Tightening her wrist, Jian Qing suddenly pulled him onto her lap.

Cheng Wen exclaimed and looked at him nervously.

Jian Qing's expression was not as serious as before, and the smile between his brows looked very gentle, "Why is it so long?"

Cheng Wen thought of what happened just now, and was a little dazed, "Now... freshly ground coffee, it takes time."

Jian Qing feigned dissatisfaction and hugged the little fool's slender waist, and moved to his lips and kissed him ambiguously, "Let me wait."

The temperature in the room rose sharply, but Cheng Wen didn't notice it stupidly. He lowered his head and asked sullenly, "Ah Qing, men give birth...do they really look like monsters?"

"When the baby goes to school, if her classmates know that I gave birth to her, will they look down on her?"

Jian Qing suddenly remembered what she had said before, thinking that Cheng Wen had started to think wildly again, and scolded herself angrily, "Who said that men who give birth to children are monsters?"

"People like you are favored by God, and even I have been honored, or else I would have lost all children and grandchildren?"

Cheng Wen turned to look at him in a daze, a little in disbelief that Jian Qing would say such a thing, "...really...really?"

"But...you..."

Jian Qing knew what he was going to say, and grabbed Cheng Wen's hand on his lap, "I was blinded by lard and my eyes by dog ​​poop. I don't count what I said before, but now I count what I say."

Cheng Wen belatedly realized that Jian Qing's voice was surprisingly low and hoarse, and it was uncomfortable to be pressed by some hardware under her body. Before she could realize what it was, the other party turned her face and kissed him gently.

Jian Qing's breathing was heavy, and he controlled himself not to scare Cheng Wen, so he just rubbed his lips and teeth lightly, and retreated reluctantly after a minute, with the tip of his nose against his forehead, and his broad palm restrained him. The waist tightened a little, "Xiaowen, I have endured it for a long time... is it okay?..."

Cheng Wen's eyes were a little wet from being bullied, and he shook his head in a panic, "No... no... I will have a baby..."

Jian Qing's willpower has reached the extreme, and the desires accumulated over the past few days caused his reason to collapse at this moment. His eyes were scarlet, he took a deep breath, picked up the little fool and put him on the desk, bullying him, "If you are pregnant, you will be born. I can afford it."

The fig leaf was peeled off one by one, and a suppressed murmur came from the study.

Jian Qing tried her best to be as gentle as possible, but the little fool was still made to cry. After finishing the work, she said that her stomach hurt a little and fell asleep drowsily.

He endured the pain and refrained from speaking, it was Jian Qing who saw that his face was not right, and asked the little fool several times before he was willing to speak out.

Jian Qing was a little worried, so she called Fei Wenluo to visit the old house.

Fei Wenluo scolded him as soon as he finished talking about the situation, saying that he was a beast, and Cheng Wen forced him to do that kind of thing within a month after giving birth.

How did Jian Qing know that men also have confinement, and his intestines were green with regret, and he stayed by the bedside to take care of him every step of the way, until Cheng Wen woke up at night and said that it was much better, so he reluctantly let go.

Dinner was served to him, and when he was sleeping at night, he remembered Fei Wenluo's words very carefully and rubbed Cheng Wen's stomach.

The lower abdomen was rubbed warmly, and Cheng Wen slept soundly that night.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, which meant that they had to leave the old house. It was not impossible to continue to live, but it was far away from Jian Qing's company and it was inconvenient to go to work.

Knowing that Cheng Wen missed his daughter, but leaving him here alone, Jian Qing was worried after all.

When he's not around, Jian Yeming still doesn't know how to bully him, and if he doesn't see the little fool when he goes home at night, he will miss him.

After thinking about it, I still have to find a way to bring my daughter back.

Jian Qing decided to stay with Cheng Wen for dinner. At the dinner table, he softened his attitude and discussed the matter with Jian Yeming, and cited several benefits of newborn babies living with their father.

No matter how professional the nanny is, she is definitely not as caring and careful as the person who gave birth to the baby.

Who knew that Jian Yeming refused to let go, and even sneered at Cheng Wen in front of Jian Qing, saying that he was a fool with a brain problem, and if his granddaughter was raised by him, no matter how smart her brain was, she would become an idiot.

Jian Qing couldn't take it anymore, and immediately dropped the cup. Jian Yeming, not to be outdone, dropped the bowl in front of him. The father and son just fought like this. The scene was extremely tragic. In the end, even the table was not spared and was overturned to the ground.

"You unfilial son, you are going to sever ties with your father today because of this fool, aren't you?!"

Jian Yeming was scolding angrily with a dark face, the door was suddenly opened, and a very beautiful woman walked in with a suitcase.

"Why are you arguing? What are you arguing about? My mother is not at home for such a short time, you father and son are going to be turned upside down, aren't you?!"

The author has something to say

Yes, mother will love our little Wen very much.