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Xi Ling's virus infection came on fiercely. He had a high fever intermittently for four days, and the salt water had to hang for four full days before it barely stopped. Xi Ling was ill for more than half a week, and Chang Qin was also worried for more than half a week. He couldn't do without him, he wished he could take a full week's leave and stay at home with Xi Ling to recuperate from his illness. Even if he returned to work in the company, his heart would be on the patient at home all day long, and he would send text messages to ask him to get up every morning and evening. No, have you eaten yet, has the fever subsided? After work, I will accompany Xi Ling to the hospital for a bottle injection.

During this period, Chang's father and Chang's mother visited Xi Ling's house once, seeing that he was so sick and pale, the two of them felt extremely distressed, and after busy work, they made him a table of delicious food. Chi Ling was so moved that he almost cried.

Seeing off Chang's father and Chang's mother, Xi Ling closed the door and stood in the entrance for a long time, feeling melancholy in his heart.

On weekends, Zeng Yueya, who was dressed in pink, was sent to Xiling's hut by Xi Fu. She stuffed Yueya's change of clothes, milk paste, baby bottle bibs, and toys that she always took with her wherever she went. In a large travel bag, I threw it on the ground, left a sentence of hurrying to catch the plane, turned around and disappeared like a gust of wind.

Chang Qin looked at the pile of belongings that were comparable to moving house, his face darkened.

"She's a little baby, why does she have more stuff than me when she goes out?" Chang Qin was puzzled.

Xi Ling hugged Crescent Moon, his face was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear. Hearing what Chang Qin said, he glanced at him with disdain, and said coldly: "You don't need pacifier toys when you go out, naturally you have more than you."

Chang Qin pouted, packed up the big travel bag and dragged it into the bedroom, then returned to the sofa, clapped his hands at Yue Ya: "Little Yue Ya, do you still remember your Uncle Chang Qin?" .

Crescent Moon turned her head very cooperatively.

Chang Qin: "..."

"What's the matter?" Chang Qin said depressedly, "It's the first time we meet, isn't it nice to let me hug you?"

"She knows you despise her, right?" Xi Ling turned to look at Yueya, and asked softly, "Isn't that right, Yueya?"

Crescent Moon ignored him and just licked the lollipop in her hand.

"Why do I dislike her?" Chang Qin said innocently.

"Where is there no dislike?" Xi Ling laughed, "Who said she would eat you."

"I didn't say that!" Chang Qin hurriedly quibbled, poking Crescent Moon's pink face with his finger, and coaxed, "Our Crescent Moon is so cute, how can we eat people? Isn't it?"

With the sound of "slap", Crescent Moon slapped Chang Qin's face. Although there was no strength at all, Chang Qin was still frightened for a long time.

Seeing this, Xi Ling laughed so hard that he couldn't stop shaking, his face was almost buried in the sofa cushion.

Chang Qin covered half of his face that had been slapped, and said aggrievedly, "How did I offend her?"

Xi Ling suppressed a smile and comforted him: "Don't be depressed, Yueya has been a little shy recently, just play with her more." Then, he lowered his head to comfort Yueya in his arms, "Yueya, let Uncle Chang play with you for a while How are you?"

Seeing that Yueya neither objected nor agreed, Xi Ling acquiesced that this was an expression of agreement, so he stuffed Yueya into Chang Qin's arms, got up and said, "I have a few documents that need to be processed, and I have been sick for the past few days and have missed a lot of work. , you can spend a little time with Yueya, and improve your relationship by the way."

Before Chang Qin agreed, Xi Ling had disappeared into the study.

Chang Qin had no choice but to pick up Yueya and let her sit on his lap. Although the child Yueya is not very old, he is really easy to take care of as Xi Ling said. A mother walked in front of her, and an uncle walked behind. At this time, sitting on the lap of a strange uncle whom he had only met a few times, without crying or making trouble, Chang Qin casually took a plush bear brought by Xi Fu, and asked Yue Ya to hold it and play with it. Licking the lollipop, I can have fun with the little bear for a long time.

Chang Qin was at ease, letting Yueya make noises in his arms, took the remote control to turn on the TV, threw himself on the sofa, and focused on watching the NBA.

After more than half an hour, the game entered a state of anxiety, and the scores of the two sides were tightly locked. Every temporary pause was a painful torture for Chang Qin. The joy of the strong dialogue is that a sudden three Pointing the ball can dramatically rewrite the final result. Before the halftime whistle sounded, the home team was aiming at the basket, bounced up and shot a three-pointer with a beautiful arc. Before the ball entered the basket, Crescent Moon suddenly burst into tears with a "wow".

Chang Qin put all his heart and soul into that tense three-pointer, and Crescent Moon's thunderous cry really scared him enough that he almost sat down on the ground. He hurriedly lowered his head to look at Crescent Moon in his arms, and coaxed: : "What's wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

As if deliberately trying to oppose him, the more Chang Qin coaxed, the more Yueya cried.

Xi Ling, who was busy working in the study, heard the crying and came out. Seeing Chang Qin who was helpless on the sofa, he pressed his temples helplessly, walked over, hugged Yueya into his arms, and coaxed Chang Qin, "She You should be hungry, go make some milk."

Chang Qin snorted, took out the milk powder and baby bottle from the travel bag, and ran into the kitchen.

Xi Ling hugged Crescent Moon and followed into the kitchen to stand by and watch, sneering as he watched Chang Qin frantically scrambling in front of the operating table.

"Don't just stand there and gloat." Chang Qin glanced at him and said angrily, "It's not like someone is born to make milk."

Xi Ling smiled brightly, and stood aside to direct: "The water temperature should not be too high, as it will cause the loss of nutrients, and it should not be too low, as the milk powder will not boil if it is too low, about 50 degrees is just right. After soaking, pour a drop on the back of your hand." , it can not only test whether the nipple can produce milk, but also prevent the baby from being overheated.”

Chang Qin kept busy with his hands, and he still couldn't forget to look at Xi Ling with admiration when he heard about it: "It sounds like you are quite experienced."

"Of course." Xi Ling said as a matter of course, "When my sister and brother-in-law were on business trips at the same time, I was the one who carried the crescent moon alone."

"To be honest, I really admire how you can treat children so well."

"The child is so cute, I really don't understand why you don't like it." Xi Ling said, hooking Crescent Moon's chin with his fingers, the little guy nestled in his arms, and had already stopped crying.

Chang Qin watched from the side with a smile. He shook the bottle in his hand, handed it to Yueya, and said softly, "You can drink milk."

Crescent Moon opened her mouth and held the bottle tightly with both hands.

Seeing her satisfied face, Chang Qin's heart was about to melt, and he repeatedly sighed: "Children are so simple, there is no truth in the truth that if you have milk, you are a mother."

Xi Ling stuffed Crescent Moon into Chang Qin's arms again, jokingly said, "It's time to find your mother."

Chang Qin glared at Xi Ling with black hair, "Hello—"

Xi Ling was looking back at the other party triumphantly, when Yue Ya suddenly lowered her head, and the milk in her mouth sprayed Chang Qin's face.

Chang Qin: "..."

Xi Ling laughed and said, "Oh my little ancestor, you can really find a place to spit milk."

"Hey, what's going on here?" Chang Qin pulled the crescent moon away and asked nervously.

"I'm in a hurry to drink milk and spit up milk, it's nothing, it's normal." Xi Ling said indifferently.

"Don't gloat, just wipe it off for me." Chang Qin frowned.

Xi Ling took out a few pieces of paper, and carefully wiped off the milk on Chang Qin's face. Chang Qin took the opportunity to enjoy the hard-won service, raised his head exaggeratedly, and kept commanding: "here, here, still There."

Xi Ling patiently wiped them one by one according to his instructions.

"And here." Chang Qin pursed his lips and moved closer to him.

"..." Xi Ling slapped the tissue on his face, and snorted coldly, "It's all wiped clean, I'll continue to work, if you want to make the little ancestor cry again, let's see how I deal with you." The opponent's strong waist was pinched.

Chang Qin: "..."

When he realized that he had been molested, the perpetrator had disappeared outside the door, so Chang Qin had no choice but to return to the sofa with Crescent Moon in his arms, and was frustrated to find that the game had already ended.

He was bored, so he had to take out his mobile phone and switch to the selfie camera, focus on himself and Crescent Moon, winking and posing in various poses, Crescent Moon in his arms is calm and at ease, looking beautiful like you hate you, all this has nothing to do with me Looking at her posture, Chang Qin couldn't help sighing secretly when he saw her so uncooperative and aloof, she deserved to have half of the blood of the Xi family, and this innate style of not being close to strangers is really 100% hereditary.

However, Yue Ya's indifferent appearance did not affect Chang Qin's doting on her in the slightest. This was the first time that he was able to spend a whole morning alone with a child, and he couldn't help but wonder why he was so annoying before. Child, when he saw a little older child, his scalp went numb and he took a detour to escape.

He was playing with the braid of crescent moon on the top of his head, and suddenly came up with a strange idea: It would be great if he could have a child with Xi Ling.

He was taken aback by his unexpected thought, and when he came back to his senses, he licked the corners of his lips bitterly. It seemed that this kind of extravagant idea would never be realized in this lifetime.

At lunch, Chang Qin called to order takeaway. Xi Ling finished the work at hand and made a bowl of custard for Yue Yue. Then, the three of them sat around the dining table and enjoyed lunch in a very harmonious atmosphere. Chang Qin sometimes Taking a look at Yueya, who is obediently eating with a spoon, and Xiling, who is smiling warmly at Yueya from time to time, the sourness in his heart deepens.

He really wanted a child that belonged only to him and Xi Ling. He felt that there was nothing wrong with their love, but God would never be able to satisfy his simplest request.

After eating, Chang Qin took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash them clean, and Xi Ling told Crescent Moon a story. After a while, the little guy fell asleep in his arms.Xi Ling carefully placed Crescent Moon on the bed, covered her with a quilt, then quietly closed the bedroom door, went to the balcony, took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"It's me." As soon as the person on the other end picked up the phone, Xi Ling said impatiently.

"I know." The other party said coldly.

"You've got everything you want, what about mine?" Xi Ling said.

"What else do you want?" the person over there asked.

Xi Ling snorted coldly: "Don't think that because I've been sick recently, I don't know anything."

The other end was silent for a long time, and did not speak for a long time.

"Don't worry, I won't touch him, I just need to keep track of his movements." Xi Ling sighed and said in a more relaxed tone.

After another moment of silence, the person over there finally said slowly, "No."

"Are you sure?" Xi Ling obviously didn't quite believe this answer.

The other end of the phone immediately said: "If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself."

Xi Ling thought for a while, then withdrew his cold tone, and said softly, "Okay."

"Thank you." He added before hanging up the phone.

But there was a rapid "beep" sound from the receiver, and the other party obviously didn't hear his thank you.

Xi Ling resentfully put away the phone, and sighed at the garden downstairs.

There are several pots of succulents growing on the balcony. He bought them when he visited the flower and bird market. He lived in England for a whole year. When he came back, he unexpectedly found that these pots of succulents were still alive and full of vitality. .

Xi Ling took the small watering can that was set aside, and carefully sprinkled some water on each pot of green plants. After washing the dishes, Chang Qin came to the balcony, surrounded him from behind, and proudly asked for credit: "How about it, for you!" Well taken care of."

Xi Ling nodded in agreement.

Under the warm sunshine, the person in his arms flicked the plants on the flower stand with his fingers, and the breeze leaked in through the half-closed window, and the pleasant smell of plants, mixed with the unique fragrance of Xi Ling, drifted into Chang Qin's eyes. inside the nose.

Chang Qin took a deep breath, parted Xi Ling's fair chin, and kissed his lips.

Xi Ling put the watering can in his hand back on the shelf, and put his arms around Chang Qin's waist in a coordinated manner.

This action instantly ignited Chang Qin's long-suppressed desire|fire. Xi Ling was ill for more than half a week, and Chang Qin also abstained from sex for more than half a week. Wearing a thin layer of home clothes, Chang Qin couldn't help shivering.

Holding the back of Xi Ling's head, he deepened the kiss, lifted the hem of the other's loose jacket with one hand, and stroked around his bone-like back.

(River river river...)

After finishing the work, Chang Qin didn't dare to let Xi Ling lie on the cold floor tiles for too long, he picked up Xi Ling, put him on the sofa, pulled a blanket over him, and wrapped himself and him tightly.

After the heavy breathing subsided, Chang Qin kissed Xi Ling's forehead, and asked in a low voice: "Xi Ling, let's find a way to have a baby, shall we?"

The author has something to say:

Still didn't make it to the end, let you down. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

In addition, I don't know what points everyone uses to divide attack and receive. Writing this way may make everyone feel that they are against the attack, but I have no idea who goes up and who goes down. I only write according to the set character. I still hope to forgive me.

In addition, as for the full version, because jj is not allowed to give a clear address, so... everyone should know...