Help, I was forced into marriage by a monster!

Starting from grandparents, these people seem to have made an agreement, and the phone number is either unavailable or empty.

Although this matter is always weighing on my heart like a stone——

But before that, he had to wait for the baby to take a bath.

The baby didn't even eat dinner, and he was still sulking alone in the room. When Song Yinzhi entered, he was seen sitting motionless on the bed, looking out the window in a daze.

"Snowball, shall we take a bath?" Song Yinzhi asked with a smile while holding the door frame.

The baby didn't move or squeak.

Song Yinzhi stood for a while, and after making sure that the baby was still angry with him, he walked over cautiously, leaned down in front of him with his hands on his knees, and asked softly:

"Still angry with your brother?"

The little baby glanced up at him, then immediately withdrew his gaze, turned his young body to the side, and continued to sulk facing the head of the bed.

Song Yinzhi turned to him cheekily, took his little hand and shook it:

"Brother really knows that I was wrong. My brother has already drafted a [-]-word self-criticism in my heart. Every word is written with true feelings. So baby, please forgive me this time, and I promise it will be the last time."

Suddenly, the little baby grabbed the plush toy on the bedside and threw it towards Song Yinzhi without saying a word.

The plush rabbit was hit on the face, it didn't hurt, but there was a huge loss in his heart.

How can I describe this sense of loss?

No matter how hard he tried, the child still had such an unlikable personality. Even if he was really about to dig out his heart and present it to him, he still didn't understand.

After the rabbit was thrown away, he threw the little sheep. After the little sheep was thrown away, the little baby grabbed the only little fox beside the pillow.

His small white arms like lotus root joints are raised high, his knuckles are pale due to excessive force, and the pair of golden eyes on his snow-white face are covered with a layer of mist at this time, turning red in an instant eye sockets.

It seemed that he was really angry, so angry that he was a little sad.

Song Yinzhi looked at him, with a sore nose, and quickly committed himself to hug him, gently pulled out the little fox and put him on the bed, holding the baby's head in his arms, and gently shaking his body rhythmically:

"I'm sorry, little Xueqiu, my brother hurt you and made you feel sad, I'm sorry."

Song Yinzhi knew that this time it was definitely not the baby's temper tantrum on purpose, but that he had done something wrong and hurt the fragile heart of a one-and-a-half-year-old child.

"Hey..." Even, the baby was lying on Song Yinzhi's shoulder, although he tried his best to bear it, he still inadvertently showed a hint of whimpering.

Hearing the sound of grievance, Song Yinzhi's heart suddenly hurt, like a needle prick, whizzing.

"My brother will never leave you again."

Even if my mother came to the door with seven aunts and eight aunts to drag him back forcibly, he could still plan the escape route in his mind in an instant.

As long as the baby needs me, I don't even need a penny of salary, and I will grow up with him slowly——

****

The little baby was sitting in the bathtub, with a special water cover for baby shampoo covering his head, and Song Yinzhi squatted aside to help him gently wash his hair.

Although only with one hand.

Because the index finger of the other hand was tightly held by the baby in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't pull it out.

Although his expression is still cold and indifferent, his little nose is red, and his eyes are also red.

After bathing the baby, put him in pajamas, and carried him into the bedroom.

When Song Yinzhi was busy closing the window and drawing the curtains, the baby's gaze followed Song Yinzhi's figure to and fro.

When she turned her head, she saw the little baby sitting on the bed shaking her legs and looking at herself.

The moment the eyes of the two met, the little baby suddenly turned his head away, his eyes half-closed, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

Song Yinzhi rubbed his hair lightly, and asked: "Then will little Xueqiu sleep by himself tonight? Brother will accompany you."

"Sleep by yourself." The little baby said without looking back.

"Then Xueqiu slept by himself, brother turned off the light for you?" Song Yinzhi sighed slightly, stood up, and touched the light switch with his finger.

At this time, little friend Feng Qi suddenly turned his head, and stared at Song Yinzhi with big eyes like honey wax.

But he just doesn't talk.

Song Yinzhi knew that although the two of them seemed to have settled their suspicions, the baby was let off by him time and time again, and this time he would never let it go easily. He is also tense now, waiting to see if he is really what he said So sincere.

Song Yinzhi stood at the door for a while, then walked back, pretending to be calm and said: "Brother said that he would not leave you half a step in the future, so he will do what he says, and sleep with you today."

After all, he smiled shamelessly.

The little baby sat beside him, looked at it for a while, and suddenly stretched out a small hand uncomfortably, and leaned forward slightly.

At first Song Yinzhi thought that the baby wanted to sleep with his toy, so he quickly presented the little fox doll up. The baby bypassed the fox toy and continued to stretch out his little hand.

Song Yinzhi was a little confused, so he looked around and found that the toys on the bedside were almost thrown away by the baby.

Thinking, he unconsciously sent his hand over slowly.

The baby's fingers were short, delicate and soft, Song Yinzhi didn't even dare to use force, for fear of accidentally hurting him.

As soon as the baby caught his finger, he immediately opened his mouth, revealing his only dozen or so small teeth, and bit it lightly.

"It hurts." Song Yinzhi said so, but his heart was filled with joy.

When the baby heard Song Yinzhi's cry of pain, he quickly stopped his mouth movements, opened his eyes and looked at Song Yinzhi in disbelief, and then looked at his fingers.

Then grab your fingers and start to help him "hoo hoo".

There was a trace of fatigue in Song Yinzhi's smile, but even so, he was able to put up all his energy to play bedtime games with the baby, tell him stories, and pat his belly to lull him to sleep.

The baby didn't really need someone to sleep with him before. Song Yinzhi slept with him for a few nights when there were snakes at home, but the baby was always cute in the enclosure, curled up in his palm-sized territory, with his back to Song Yinzhi .

After the python turmoil passed, if Song Yinzhi continued to rape the baby, he would throw a tantrum. At that time, he was indeed very self-reliant and didn't like others invading his personal domain.

But today, for the first time in history, the baby did not lose his temper, and his little hands were still tightly clutching Song Yinzhi's hand, nestling in his arms, his little head kept pushing back and forth in Song Yinzhi's arms, like a gopher.

Seeing the baby's fussy appearance, Song Yinzhi couldn't help grinning like a landlord's silly son.

The baby's body has a faint milk scent, and with his subtle movements, it tickles his face, bringing a little bit of tiredness.

Song Yinzhi looked at this cute little guy in front of him, couldn't help reaching out to touch his little face, and said softly:

"Snowball, go to sleep, good night."

****

Under the long night, a dim candle light swayed gently in the summer night breeze.

Song Yinzhi was lying on the bed in a "C" shape, with that soft white snowball in his arms.

Through the faint moonlight, one can vaguely see the little baby staring straight at Song Yinzhi with a pair of big eyes staring at him.

The light-colored gauze curtains cast a dark shadow, swaying back and forth around the window a few times.

The little baby moved his eyes slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he looked at the restless shadow dangling on the curtain.

After a while, the baby staggered out of the bed with his little butt sticking out, walking extremely unsteadily step by step.

He tiptoed and struggled to open the doorknob, and walked down step by step, holding on to the banister of the stairs higher than his body.

Suddenly, the blue smoke was misty, and the golden powder spots formed a huge light ball in midair, and the anti-gravity golden liquid scattered along the light ball in the air, and then, a pair of dark gray short boots wrapped the natural parallel With slender legs, she walked down the stairs slowly with graceful steps.

The two well-proportioned long legs stepped lightly and came to the door.

Further up is a thin and muscular waist, light brown long hair bundled up high, a few strands of untied hair brushed along the smooth and full forehead to the traces of the lips, which set off a face that was even more gorgeous.

The door opened, and the night wind blew in, raising a hair of black hair.

A man in black stood at the door, his eyes were like black jade, and he stood there respectfully in formal attire.

Seeing the man coming out, he nodded slightly and said in a low voice:

"Mr. Feng, I bought what you asked for."

In the moonlight Rongchen, a book with a black cover was handed over to the man.