What should I do if my ex-boyfriend is pregnant with my child?

"So why didn't you come back in the past five years?" Song Yang couldn't help but sarcasm in his eyes, "No matter how nice your words are, I won't believe them."

After five years in the shopping mall, Song Yang's way of thinking has long since changed. When Ji Yanqing said this, his first thought was irony. Maybe Ji Yanqing changed his major for him, but most of them think that Ji Yanqing is because of spending money on him. Mom's money is stuck in his hands, and he still can't see through Ji Yanqing's little pride and reserve.

If you really love him, why didn't you come back during these five years?If it wasn't for this meeting, would Ji Yanqing have married and had children in the United States?

Now referring to the past, Song Yang only felt hypocrisy, but when he saw Ji Yanqing who was shaking with the spoon, he just felt the pain in his heart. Even if it was Ji Yanqing like this, he still loved him to the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help but wanted to hurt Ji Yanqing, but seeing Ji Yanqing in pain, he was so distressed that he went back and forth, driving Song Yang to go crazy.

"You don't need to mention the past." Song Yang said slowly, poured a bowl of chicken soup for Ji Yanqing, and said nonchalantly: "You say that I don't believe anything about the past, it's nothing more than those things that go back and forth."

Pushing the chicken soup in front of Ji Yanqing, "I have learned a lot in the past five years. Instead of digging my heart and soul like five years ago, it's better for us to take a step back. I won't dwell on your child's past, and you don't have to explain it to me. Don't want to hear, like I said, we have a peaceful relationship."

"What do you mean?"

Song Yang looked businesslike, "I'll give you whatever you want. I just need you to be obedient and stay by my side. If one day, I don't like you anymore, just let go peacefully."

But that day will never come.

Ji Yanqing's expression changed upon hearing the explanation.

"You mean taking care of me?"

"You can say that if you want." Song Yang leaned back and said casually: "Sometimes the contract money relationship is stronger, are you right?"

Ji Yanqing knew that Song Yang was mocking him for leaving five years ago because of money.

If it was the day when Song Yang made such a request, Ji Yanqing would definitely not agree to it, but now he hesitated.And this kind of hesitation was captured by Song Yang. As he sat on this table, Ji Yanqing's every move could be seen in his eyes, just like at the negotiating table, Song Yang completely and firmly grasped the rhythm. He likes to be in control like this The state of the situation at least reassures him.

"You don't have to refuse in a hurry." Song Yang showed a smile, without sarcasm, with a hint of pampering, as if returning to the state when the two were in love, "The body is so thin, I drank the chicken soup while it was hot. "

Facing Song Yang like this, Ji Yanqing was in a daze at this moment, completely unable to resist such tenderness.

He lowered his head and drank the chicken soup slowly.

"Yang Bao, that stinky boy should be out of school soon, right? I'll pick him up later, you stay at home and rest."

Song Yang's tone was relaxed and intimate, and Yang Bao was mentioned as if he was talking about his own son.

Ji Yanqing glanced at his watch. Kindergarten was about to end. Just as he was about to talk, his stomach felt uncomfortable. He retched, covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom.

Song Yang's gentle and intimate smile suddenly changed, and he followed closely, seeing Ji Yanqing spit out everything he ate just now lying on the toilet.

"Go to the hospital."

Ji Yanqing couldn't speak, and vomited a few more times, Song Yang passed hot water and patted Ji Yanqing's back with one hand.

"It's okay." Ji Yanqing drank hot water, suppressing the nausea just now, "Maybe I've got heat stroke, just wait a while and it will be fine, and Bao Yang is about to leave school soon."

Song Yang's face was ugly, but he endured it and didn't say much.

Instead, comforting Ji Yanqing to rest at home, he went downstairs to pick up Yangbao.

At the entrance of the kindergarten, Huahua waved to Yangbao, "See you tomorrow, Yangbao." He moved closer to Yangbao's ear and whispered, "Dad promised to buy me a lot of delicious sour fruits, and I'll bring them to you tomorrow." eat!"

Bao Yang thought for a while, "Then I'll trade my chick for you."

The two boys were reluctant to leave, and Huating didn't urge him to listen to his son's whispers with his 'little voice'.

When Song Yang arrived at the door, he saw Yang Bao at a glance, walked over, and called Yang Bao.

Yang Bao shifted his gaze from chatting with Hua Hua, seeing that Song Yang was a little awkward, pouted and called out unhappy, "That uncle."

The kindergarten teacher was worried, and asked repeatedly whether Yangbao knew Song Yang, and called Ji Yanqing to confirm it, before handing Yangbao to Song Yang.

Hua Hua asked Yang Bao in a low voice while Song Yang was talking to the teacher.

"Is this uncle your eldest father?" Huahua thought Yang Bao's family was the same as his.

Yangbao has played with Huahua for a long time, and knows that Huahua's family has two fathers and no mother. Just like him, he only has fathers and no mother, so the more they play, the better.Hearing Huahua's question, the Yang Baoren little ghost knew what he meant. He secretly looked at Song Yang with small eyes, and finally said awkwardly: "I used to like him, but he was not good to Dad, so I don't like him anymore."

Master Huahua seemed to think about it seriously, and finally gave Yang Bao a suggestion.

"Then don't."

Yang Bao tilted his head and thought about it carefully, and concluded, "I'm investigating for my father."

On the way back, Song Yang found that the fat boy and the beggar were watching him secretly from behind.

Arrived at the fork in the road.

"Hua Hua, I'll give you a chick tomorrow." Yang Bao waved his fleshy arm, showing a row of small glutinous rice teeth at Huating, "See you tomorrow, Uncle Hua!"

When the Huahua father and son disappeared, Yang Bao put away Song Yang's face when he saw it, but his face was big and fleshy, and the flesh on his chin was deliberately raised, and he asked pretendingly, "Are you trying to curry favor with me?"

Song Yang can't like Yang Bao just because of his identity, but every time he gets along with Yang Bao, Song Yang always forgets that Yang Bao is born to Ji Yanqing with other women, just like he did to Ji Yanqing.

"Why should I please you?" Song Yang teased Yang Bao.

Yang Bao gave me the most witty look, "You want to be my big daddy." He sighed, "You really broke my heart last time, I don't even like you anymore."

Song Yang picked up the little fat man, hugged him in his arms, and asked earnestly, "Then how can you forgive me?"

Yang Bao thought about it carefully, "It would be great if you treated Dad like Uncle Simon."

Simon.

Song Yang's eyes darkened, and he asked inadvertently, "Is Simon treating your father well?"

Bao Yang nodded his head, "Sure!"

Back in the room, Yang Bao came down from Song Yang's arms and ran to Ji Yanqing's side, "Dad, I'm back!" He turned his head to look at Song Yang again, leaned close to Ji Yanqing's face, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, are you here?" Didn't you reconcile with that uncle?"

Seeing that his father didn't speak, Yang Bao said sullenly, "It's hard for me to do what you do."

Ji Yanqing rubbed his son's big face, and changed the subject, "I'm sweating from playing again, go take a bath first, what would Bao Yang want to eat tonight?"

"Fatty!"

Yang Bao didn't even think about it, Song Yang came in and heard it, and smiled at Ji Yanqing: "It's really different from your taste, I think it would be good to eat some carrots."

Before Ji Yanqing could speak, Yang Bao had a look of despair, lying on Ji Yanqing's body, acting like a baby and not wanting to eat carrots, Song Yang picked up Yang Bao from behind, looked at Ji Yanqing, very familiar, "I'm going to bathe the brat, I'll go out to eat later. "

Yang Bao struggled in Song Yang's arms, Song Yang slapped his butt twice, Yang Bao held his breath, and almost cried.

"To tease you, I will give you some meat later."

Yang Bao held back his tears without any hope, sat in the bathtub, looked at Song Yang, "Really?"

"real."

Bao Yang was very happy. After playing for a while, he murmured, "Actually, you are also quite good."

After taking a bath, the fragrant Yangbao sat on the bed to put on clothes, and asked Song Yang if the clothes looked good. He was very good at tossing.

Ji Yanqing watched from the beginning to the end, and did not make any suggestions.

Dinner was eaten nearby, and Song Yang specially ordered minced chicken porridge for Yang Bao.

"Where is the promised meat?" Yang Bao lay on the porridge and looked around carefully, then raised his head and asked Song Yang.

"Otherwise, the carrot porridge is ready?"

Yang Bao just wowed, staring at the porridge bowl with a pair of eyes as if shining, "I saw it! So much meat must be delicious!"

Song Yang just smiled, and looked at Ji Yanqing naturally, "This kid is so good at playing tricks, he doesn't look like you at all."

"He's definitely more lively."

When Ji Yanqing said this, he glanced at Song Yang, but found that Song Yang's smile didn't reach his eyes.

This morning is very different from now.

Ji Yanqing is immersed in Song Yang's intertwined net, they are like a family, Song Yang's thoughtfulness and gentleness, and patience with Yang Bao, this is the picture outlined in his dream, but at this moment, he knows that all of this not real.

He almost agreed to Song Yang's nurturing relationship.

On the way back, Yangbao was sleepy, Ji Yanqing hugged him, and Song Yang took it, "This kid is fat, your arms will get tired."

"Yang Bao is not fat!" Yang Bao retorted with dazed eyes in Song Yang's arms.

Song Yang coaxed him not to be fat, and Yang Bao fell asleep.

When we got to the room, Song Yang didn't ask Ji Yanqing about the result of his consideration. He leaned over and kissed Ji Yanqing's forehead lightly, "Good night."

"Song Yang." Ji Yanqing looked at Song Yang seriously, before he could speak, Song Yang asked, "Don't you like the way we get along in the afternoon?"

"No, I've always wanted to live like this, but not in this relationship—"

Song Yang's expression turned cold, and he interrupted Ji Yanqing, "I think with this kind of relationship, we may get along for a longer time."

"It's not true." Ji Yanqing looked straight into Song Yang's eyes, "You've been pretending."

"You still want to see me like this." Song Yang smiled sarcastically, and said coldly, "If you want me to believe you, agree to my conditions."

become a nurturing relationship.