nativity

At this time, it was already late, and Mu Fan was resting.

For eight weeks, Mu Fan's body is very heavy now, and he usually has nothing to do, and spends most of his time in the house.

The person who brought Ye Lingtian all the way brought him into a courtyard, only pointed to Mu Fan's room, and waited where he was, signaling him to go in by himself.

Ye Lingtian gently pushed open the front door. The room was a little dim, and the furnishings inside the room were hard to see, but it gave off a sense of elegance. After walking through the inner hall, he came to Mu Fan's room, raised his knocking hand and paused. After a pause, with some hesitation, he simply didn't knock on the door, and directly pushed the door of the side room lightly.

The surrounding was very quiet, and in the dimness, one could vaguely see a familiar silhouette on the bed, lying sideways facing the door, the soft blanket covering his body lightly, unable to conceal the slightly bulging waist and abdomen.

I haven't seen the little guy for a long, long time, and the person I miss every day is right in front of me. Ye Lingtian smiled softly, unable to explain what he was feeling, and took a step closer involuntarily.

"Brother Mingfei? Is that you?" Mu Fan woke up from his dream as if he heard the movement.

Ye Lingtian couldn't help feeling jealous when he heard that the little guy was calling out to another man, not himself.

Forgetting the embarrassment when he came, Ye Lingtian approached slowly, sat on Mu Fan's bed, held Mu Fan's hand, and stared deeply at Mu Fan: "It's me..."

"Brother Ling Tian!" Mu Fan was involuntarily delighted, but immediately his face darkened, knowing that he was not dreaming.

Mu Fan pulled out his hands, his face darkened: "What are you doing here? Why do you know this place? And why can't I detect your breath?"

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Ye Lingtian pursed his lips and smiled, not annoyed. He didn't have time to answer a series of questions from the little guy, but only glanced at Mu Fan's stomach from time to time.

"I know you're angry with me..." Ye Lingtian tucked the quilt up for Mu Fan, but was interrupted by Mu Fan.

"How dare I be angry with Mr. Ye!" Mu Fan didn't appreciate it. He suddenly lifted the blanket, sat up straight, found a pair of shoes and put them on on his own.

Seeing Mu Fan struggling, Ye Lingtian wanted to help, but was repelled by Mu Fan's slap in the face.

The door of the side room was pushed creakingly, and he walked slowly to the main hall, Mu Fan lit the lamp, and the room brightened up, and he could clearly see the face of the person who came.

Mu Fan only glanced at Ye Lingtian lightly, and his heart froze. He saw that the man's eye sockets were sunken, his hair was a little dry, and his complexion was a little abnormally sallow. It was obviously caused by lack of rest and excessive worry.

But there was still a faint expression on his face, Mu Fan laughed: "Heh~, it seems that Mr. Ye has not had a good time these days, Jiang Min seems to be very good at taking care of others."

"You're not by my side, so I'm not having a good time." Ye Lingtian took a step closer, his face no longer tense, looking at the little guy's slightly soft and fat body due to pregnancy, he always had a faint smile on his face .

If it wasn't for the fact that the little guy still had a grudge against him now, he really wanted to pull him over and rub him into his arms.

"Hmph, maybe it's because of having a romantic relationship with Jiang Min day and night, and being lewd every day!" Mu Fan turned his face away, watching Ye Lingtian keep looking back and forth at him, and directly hurled harsh words.

Ye Lingtian's complexion changed slightly, and the smile on his face subsided: "Xiaofan, in your eyes, am I such a licentious person?"

"Yes or no, you know in your heart that it has nothing to do with me." Mu Fan poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip, "Tell me, what are you doing here? I don't have time to chat with you!"

"I just came to see you, I..." Ye Lingtian was about to explain when he heard Mu Fan's voice.

"Okay, I've seen it, I should go, I'm going to rest, you go back first." Mu Fan felt wronged, and didn't want to hear any explanation about Ye Lingtian at all.

After Mu Fan finished speaking, he walked into his room and closed the door behind him.

Ye Lingtian followed closely behind, but was locked out of the door.

A door seems to divide this small bamboo house into two completely different worlds. One person refuses to open, and the other cannot enter...

"Xiaofan, open the door, and I'll explain it to you." Ye Lingtian knocked on the door, feeling very anxious.

After a long time, there was a sound from inside.

"I said that I don't want to hear your explanation. You go back, let's just let this matter go, just... just pretend that we have never met..." Mu Fan's aggrieved voice came from the door It was a bit blurry, but it was so clear to Ye Lingtian's ears.

Ye Lingtian frowned, feeling sad that Xiaofan would say such words, but he didn't show it on his face, he just kept repeating: "Xiaofan, open the door."

No one in the room responded, and no matter how Ye Lingtian shouted, Mu Fan remained unmoved.

General Ye was defeated.

"Xiaofan, then...you rest first, and I'll tell you tomorrow, I'm in the next room, call me if you need something." Ye Lingtian shook his head, not knowing what to do.

In all fairness, this is the first time Ye Lingtian has been in such a mess since he was so old. It is no wonder that a hero is sad because of a beauty. Perhaps this is the best explanation...

Yan Yue stood quietly not far away in the bamboo forest. He heard everything in the house. As someone who had experienced it, he saw the reaction of the two of them, and he understood that perhaps the fate of the two did not stop there...

In the morning of the second day, Ye Lingtian got up very early, walked to the courtyard, and checked what he could do, while waiting for Mu Fan to come out.

Yan Yue also came over at this time, and yesterday he gave up his room to Ye Lingtian, while he rested at the high priest's place.

"Uncle, you are here!" Ye Lingtian stood up respectfully.

"Why are you still here?" Yan Yue asked, looked at Mu Fan's room, and then glanced at him casually.

"I have to explain it clearly to him." Ye Lingtian's face was dark, he glanced at the closed door, and then looked away.

Yan Yue sighed slightly, turned and left, leaving only one sentence: Fan'er likes to eat wild bamboo shoots in the mountains!

"Thank you, Uncle!" Ye Lingtian felt elated, not only because he knew Mu Fan's preferences, but also felt that he seemed to be somewhat approved by Xiao Fan's father.

Ye Lingtian didn't hesitate. He had seen bamboo shoots during camping training and knew how to dig them, so he took the tools and left.

Not long after the man left, Mu Fan got up, and then Yan Yue turned back and went to his room.

"Father, where is he?" Mu Fan didn't see Ye Lingtian in the room, and for some reason, he always felt a little disappointed.

"He?" Yan Yue smiled, knowing who Mu Fan was referring to, he asked deliberately.

"You know who I'm talking about." Mu Fan was a little impatient.

"Okay, after all these years, I still don't understand your temperament." Yan Yue smiled softly, "I asked him to find mountain bamboo shoots for you."

"Father, you clearly know that bamboo shoots are scarce in the mountains at this time." Mu Fan frowned, as if he didn't agree with Yan Yue's approach, "Even if you plow the entire mountain, you may not be able to find a few. "

"Of course I know that the bamboo shoots are scarce at this time, father just wants to see how Ye Lingtian thinks about you." Yan Yue looked into the distance thoughtfully.

"Actually, there is no need to do this at all. I don't want to have anything to do with him." Mu Fan looked at the ground with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"Stupid child..." Yan Yue stroked Mu Fan's hair with his hands, and sighed slightly.

Yan Yue can naturally see the affection between Ye Lingtian and Mu Fan, and if the two can reconcile, that would be the best thing, Yan Yue doesn't want to see his child think like himself.

In the afternoon, Ye Lingtian finally came back, his expensive clothes were covered with weeds, his trousers were also covered with apricot-yellow soil, and as expected, he had two fresh bamboo shoots in his hands.

Ye Lingtian saw such a scene just after returning to the yard, before he had time to put down his things.

The young man was lying on the reclining chair in the yard, his eyes squinted slightly, the sunlight in the bamboo forest fell slowly through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, it was not hot, the rocking chair was shaking slightly, the person on the chair had a peaceful posture, and his white hands were attached to the tall On the high raised belly, it seemed to be waiting for him to come back.

Ye Lingtian smiled. Although there is no city's high-tech here, there are fewer disturbances. Perhaps Xiaofan's calm and breezy personality was developed here.

Perhaps, the man thought deeply, if he could let it go, it would be a good choice to spend the rest of his life here with Mu Fan.

Ye Lingtian was startled, he felt that he had changed, his character and behavior seemed to be gradually assimilated by Mu Fan, and he was no longer as aggressive, belligerent, and meritorious as before. Maybe this is really the change of loving someone.

Ye Lingtian pushed the door open and entered, his gaze kept on the people in the courtyard.

Mu Fan noticed that someone was coming, and opened his eyes to find that it was Ye Lingtian. For some reason, he always felt that Ye Lingtian seemed different, and he couldn't feel his breath when he was so close.

"Xiaofan, just wait, I'll make fried mountain bamboo shoots for you." Ye Lingtian smiled dotingly.

Mu Fan glanced at the man who had returned in a hurry: "I ate it, but now I can't eat it!"

Ye Lingtian found a place, put down the things in his hands, and smiled at him: "Then save it for dinner."

Mu Fan didn't speak, and didn't get up, just continued to rest his eyes on the bamboo chair, and didn't look back at the figure dangling in front of him.

Ye Lingtian was at a loss at the side, and wanted to get closer, only to find the dirt on his body.

The man took off his coat, skillfully put it aside, found the kitchen, poured a basin of clean water, cleaned it, suddenly smelled the faint fragrance in the pot, lifted the lid, Ye Lingtian smiled, because He specially reserved meals.

In fact, Mu Fan has been inconvenient since he was pregnant, so he doesn't cook in the kitchen anymore, and Yan Yue or the clan prepares the food specially for him.

The food left in the pot was naturally prepared by Yan Yue, of course, Mu Fan would not be ignorant.

In the evening, Yan Yue brought the food, and as expected, he prepared two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

After Yan Yue put down the food, he left, not forgetting to take a meaningful look at Ye Lingtian before leaving.

Ye Lingtian was still very appreciative, as if he knew what he meant, he took the food box and started to work familiarly, and put them on the table one by one. Sure enough, there was an extra dish of stir-fried wild bamboo shoots.

There were only Mu Fan and Ye Lingtian at the dinner table, and they ate by themselves, relatively silent.

Ye Lingtian continued to pick up vegetables for Mu Fan as usual, without any scruples about Mu Fan's eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Mu Fan was a little impatient, and Ye Lingtian couldn't help it if he kept pestering him like this.

"I'm at fault for this matter, but you have to listen to my explanation." Ye Lingtian held Mu Fan's hand tightly, with a serious and sincere expression, showing no need to question.

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