One hundred postures to tease a male god [Quick Transmigration]

After returning to the room, I rinsed my mouth several times, and the taste of Chinese medicine in my mouth became slightly weaker.

As soon as he came out of the toilet, he saw Xiao Baozi rushing in, grabbing Qiao Yue's trouser legs and crying, "Daddy! Daddy!"

Qiao Yue was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"Father insisted that I brush my teeth, it's just that thing with hard hairs that moves around in my mouth, it's so scary." Xiao Baozi said while gesticulating.

At this time, Zhou Yuan walked in with a gloomy face, his left hand was wet, and his eyes were fixed on the little bun. Qiao Yue also felt the anger from his whole body, and covered the little bun behind him: "This... Zhou Yuan... calm down."

Zhou Yuan's eyes swept across Qiao Yue's body: "I'm very calm."

It must be able to 'cold' people so calmly, Qiao Yue trembled, but what could he do, there was a pitiful little bun behind him, if he flinched at this moment, the little bun must have no good fruit to eat.

He took a step forward and put his hand on Zhou Yuan's chest. He wanted to push Zhou Yuan back a step, but he tried hard but didn't push, and put his hand down awkwardly.

"Baozi just can't get used to it for a while, just brush it a few more times." Qiao Yue added, "There's no need to get so angry over such a trivial matter."

Hearing Qiao Yue's words, Zhou Yuan's face became colder: "Angry? Yes, since Nuo'er was born, you have never cared about him. Of course you will not get angry with him for these things." After finishing speaking, before Qiao Yue The more he reacted, he turned and left, leaving only a distant view of Qiao Yue.

"Dad, what should we do? Dad seems to be really angry." The little bun pulled Qiao Yue's sleeve, and Qiao Yue came back to his senses. He knelt down helplessly and patted the little bun's head: "You, just brush your teeth. , what's scary."

Little Baozi pouted unhappily: "Don't you have anything to be afraid of, Dad?"

This question caught Qiao Yue at once, and after a while, Qiao Yue replied: "Yes."

"That's right. Dad has things to fear, and I also have things to fear. Although the things are different in severity, they are all the same in nature." The little bun was as big as a kid, and he said it clearly.

"Okay." Qiao Yue held his forehead, "But although you are afraid, you still have to learn to overcome it, you know? Go get the toothbrush and I will brush it with you."

"If I brush my teeth with Dad, can I sleep with Dad today?" Xiao Baozi's brains moved faster, and he began to push forward.

"..." Qiao Yue was speechless.

"Father, just let me sleep with you, okay?" Little Baozi took the opportunity to act like a spoiled child.

"...Okay." Qiao Yue nodded helplessly, Xiao Baozi happily fetched the toothbrush and handed it to Qiao Yue.Walking into the toilet, Qiao Yue asked Xiao Baozi to open his mouth, squeezed out the toothpaste and brushed his teeth carefully.

Then he was asked to rinse his mouth, but after hearing a "gudong", Xiao Baozi actually swallowed the mouthwash.Joe said nervously, "Why did you swallow the mouthwash?"

"Huh? I thought I could drink it down." Xiao Baozi looked dumbfounded, "The strawberry flavor is my favorite."

Qiao Yue raised his forehead: "Didn't your father tell you to spit out the mouthwash?"

"My dad didn't supervise me brushing my teeth before, and I just got by without brushing my teeth." Xiao Baozi admitted shyly.

"...You have to spit out the mouthwash after brushing your teeth, you know? You will have diarrhea after swallowing it." Qiao Yue advised patiently.

"Okay." Xiao Baozi was startled by Qiao Yue: "But Dad, will you really have diarrhea? Then what should I do with the one I just swallowed?"

"Just one bite...it shouldn't matter."

But Xiao Baozi is still sad, diarrhea is a very painful thing.Once Xiao Baozi ate bad food and was taken to the hospital.

Qiao Yue didn't know that Xiao Baozi had such a painful experience. Seeing Xiao Baozi's sad face and frowning, he wondered if he had said something excessive?It seems that there is no such thing.

"Baozi, what's wrong with you?"

Little Baozi came back to his senses: "Father, is there time for me to take the medicine now? I don't want to have diarrhea."

"This..." seems to have nothing to do with whether you think about it or not: "It's like this. Dad just said that there is a possibility, and it doesn't mean that you will have diarrhea. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Qiao Yue didn't even realize that he attached himself to Baozi's 'father' because he listened to Baozi talk too much and subtly influenced it?

Hearing Qiao Yue's reassurance to himself, Xiao Baozi was relieved, obediently obeyed his words and climbed into bed, the hairy sleepiness on his body was like a round snowball.

Go over to cover Xiao Baozi with a quilt, and tell him not to move around while sleeping, so as to prevent him from accidentally rolling down.

But there is one thing in my heart, which is the sentence that Zhou Yuan dropped in anger just now: Since Nuoer was born, you have never cared about him, so naturally you will not be angry with him because of these things.

Zhou Nuo, whose child is he, and why was he involved and called Dad by Zhou Nuo?

Joe couldn't make sense of all this.What kind of feelings does he have towards Zhou Yuan?Qin Qi said that he hated Zhou Yuan, and Zhou Yuan himself said that he hated himself, but the feeling in Qiao Yue's heart told him soberly that what they said was not the case.

If you don't know the facts, you can only get information from those who know the facts.

"Knock-"

Lying on the bed, Zhou Yuan heard a knock at the door, thought it was Zhou Nuo, and naturally replied, "Come in."

Qiao Yue pushed open the door hesitantly, walked in, and saw Zhou Yuan, dressed in dark blue sleepiness, half leaning on the bed, holding a book in his hand, without lifting his head.

"Ahem——" He coughed twice in embarrassment, attracting his attention.Zhou Yuan heard that the voice was wrong, raised his head, glanced at him, then lowered his head calmly and continued to read.

Slowly walked to Zhou Yuan's side: "Zhou Yuan, I want to talk to you, can I?"

After a pause, Zhou Yuan slowly got up: "Talk here, or go to the study."

"It's fine here." Joe said anxiously.

Zhou Yuan nodded to show that he understood: "Okay." He walked to the side of the American sofa and sat down, picked up the sober red wine from the coffee table, poured it into the goblet beside it, the dark red liquid was flowing slowly Wei Yang, Qiao Yue's heart skipped a beat, he seemed to have seen such a scene before.

"Do you want some?" He looked up at Qiao Yue, and then seemed to realize something, put down the bottle in his hand: "Forget it, you probably don't need it."

Qiao Yue went to sit on the sofa opposite Zhou Yuan, and pushed the other empty goblet towards Zhou Yuan: "Thank you."

Zhou Yuan came over knowingly, raised his eyebrows, and poured red wine for Qiao Yue.

Putting down the wine bottle, raised his glass, shaking the liquid in his hand with a lazy look: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

When it was time to leave, Qiao Yue lost his courage and drank his own glass of red wine in one gulp.

"I... After I got sick, I suddenly figured out what happened before." Qiao Yue said ambiguously, "Zhou Yuan, can you blame me for what happened before?"

It is said that he hated Zhou Yuan very much before, so Zhou Yuan also hated him.

"Isn't my feeling always enough to serve as a reference for you?" Zhou Yuan didn't answer him directly, but lowered his eyebrows lightly, looking at the wine in his hand, but lost the interest in drinking it .

"..." Qiao Yue deeply understood that Zhou Yuan was really not a cheap lamp, so he seized the opportunity to hate him.

"No matter what I was like before, now I want to know how you feel." After calming down, Qiao Yue continued to ask.

"I hate you." Zhou Yuan said frankly.

Although Qiao Yue was well prepared, when he suddenly heard this sentence, he still couldn't help feeling depressed.

"Since you hate me, why am I Baozi's father?" Qiao Yue asked, "Baozi...is he..."

"He is your child." Zhou Yuan said lightly, there was no need for him to hide this matter.

"Mine?" Qiao Yue was surprised: "How is it possible? I am a man, and you are also a man. Did you give birth, or did I give birth?"

"You really don't remember?" Zhou Yuan looked at Qiao Yue with deep eyes, as if he was checking whether he was pretending to be crazy or not.

"Don't think that I'm sick and don't remember much about the past, so come and lie to me like this." Qiao Yue took advantage of the situation to beat back.

"...Zhou Nuo is our child. I took your sperm and my sperm and put them into a woman's body in the United States at that time. , only Zhou Nuo was born."

"You...why?" Qiao Yue never expected Zhou Nuo to have such a background, he only thought that he might be a cheap father, or that Zhou Yuan was a cheap father. "Didn't you just say that you hate me, why would you use the two of us... that..." Qiao Yue couldn't speak so bluntly like Zhou Yuan.

"Who knows, maybe I was fascinated by ghosts at that time, but now I figured it out, since you hate me, I don't need to be attached to anything." Zhou Yuan put down the wine glass in his hand: "Since your illness is cured Now, you've thought a lot about the past, so if you still want to leave, I won't stop you."

"Eh?" Qiao Yue didn't expect that his conversation with Zhou Yuan would go in such an unexpected direction: "I'm not..."

"I'm a little tired."

"...Okay, you rest first." Qiao Yue stood up from the chair in frustration, hesitated for a moment, and then said unwillingly: "Zhou Yuan, what you said just now, are you trying to drive me away?"

Zhou Yuan laughed at himself and hooked his lips: "If you think so, it's okay."

Qiao Yue suddenly became angry, and walked out angrily, his pace quickened a little, and he just left, as if he still cared about this place?

However, he is really a bit rare here.

Zhou Yuan sat in the same place, just looking at Qiao Yue's back, he could feel the anger emerging from behind him. He watched him go out with a blank expression, closed the door with a little force, and heard the sound of "touch——" After the sound, he still sat there as quietly as a chicken, without moving for a long time.

The author has something to say: something happened at home yesterday, sorry for not updating...