Taking advantage of the free time in the afternoon, Song Qi excitedly dragged Xue Ke to the mall to buy baby products.

Xue Ke looked at him helplessly: "You haven't even shown your baby yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Song Qi looked excitedly, picking here and there, baby diapers, baby toddler belts, baby milk powder, feeding bottle nipples, bibs... even a lot of baby clothes.

Xue Ke saw the shopping carts piled up in the blink of an eye, and said in shock: "So many?!"

Song Qi nodded earnestly: "Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed."

Xue Ke picked up a set of baby boy clothes from the shopping cart and asked him, "How do you know whether the baby is a boy or a girl?"

"I don't know," Song Qi blinked, then found a baby girl's clothes from the shopping cart, and said triumphantly, "So I prepared two sets!"

Xue Ke: "..."

This is really fucking ready for everything.

After finally moving several big bags of things back to the apartment, Xue Ke almost died from exhaustion, but Song Qi, a pregnant woman, didn't feel how tired she was, the sweat on her forehead was glistening, but her eyes couldn't be concealed Looking forward to and delighting.

Xue Ke originally planned to hire a porter to prevent him from moving, but Song Qi insisted on doing it herself, saying that she wanted the baby in her stomach to feel the love from her father.

How could Xue Ke be willing to reject his innocence and passion?

"Ah, I'm finally home!" Song Qi rubbed her belly and whispered, "Baby, why don't you hurry up and thank your godfather!"

"When you grow up, you must honor him well."

Xue Ke couldn't help laughing: "I'm afraid he hasn't even grown out of shape yet, what can he understand?"

"You...you don't understand!" Song Qi glared at him angrily, and silently cursed in his heart, this is the descendant of the demon king, born with spirituality, so he can understand it naturally.

I just don’t know if he will be like him when he grows up, with ears and tails popping out occasionally.

"Okay, okay," Xue Ke raised his hands in surrender, "I don't know how to do it."

While vacating the contents of the bag, he still kept saying to Song Qi: "I finally found out, you are the same as when you were a child...you are such a troublesome spirit."

-

Xue Ke left in the evening. His parents have been strict with him recently. In order to prevent him from going to the bar to fool around in the middle of the night, they would urge him to go home at midnight every day. Dude, parents can only feel at ease if they guard them personally.

Song Qi boiled egg noodles by herself to eat. She just washed the dishes and was about to watch TV for a while, but found that it was past nine o'clock. The doctor said that going to bed late is not good for the baby. For the sake of the baby's growth, Song Qi ruthlessly I turned off the TV and got ready to go to bed.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

The mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

Song Qi thought it was Xue Ke, and stretched out his hand to reach it, but found that it was Qi Yan.

Thinking of the last phone call that broke up unhappy, Song Qi pressed the connect button with some hesitation.

"Hello." Song Qi was still the one who spoke first.

The person on the other end of the phone has a "keep silent" style.

"Hello? Hello?" Song Qi said "Hello" twice again, but still no one answered, he couldn't help feeling a little depressed, "Mr. Qi, if you don't talk again, I'll hang up."

Song Qi was just about to hang up, but he heard someone yelling on the other end of the phone: "Hello? Are you Song Qi? This guest has been talking about you for a long time...Come here to pick him up, he's drunk, and he's unconscious right now .”

Song Qi listened to the person on the other end cursing and hanging up the phone with question marks all over her face.

He sat up from the bed, hesitated for a long time, then found clothes from the closet, changed and prepared to go out.

"Baby," he put his slender hand on his abdomen lightly, and said in a low voice, "What we are going to meet now is your biological father, you have to watch carefully, and don't admit mistakes in the future."

After a while, he whispered again: "Forget it, you'd better not remember him."

When he took a taxi and rushed to the place the owner said, Song Qi couldn't believe it.

There are a few large characters hanging on the store sign: XXX night beer.

Is Qi Yan so down-to-earth?

"Hello, where is the drunk man you mentioned on the phone just now?" Song Qi asked at the front desk.

"No," the female boss raised her chin, and pointed to the people in the corner who were already drunk, "it's right there, go, I just sat there and drank more than a dozen bottles of dull wine."

"I said these days, you young lovers, if you have conflicts, just talk it out. What's wrong with you, you just want to get drunk all day."

"Partition and reunion are the norm in the world. There are so many hurdles that cannot be overcome."

These words hit Song Qi's heart almost every word, and it couldn't help but sound a little bitter.

He walked over quietly, bent down and patted Qi Yan's side face.

Qi Yan was still lying on her stomach motionless.

"I'm really drunk..." Song Qi looked at him and felt a little troublesome. Qi Yan looked thin, and when he was pressed on his body, it was heavy. How could he, a weak man who was pregnant, be able to carry it.

"Song Qi...Song Qi..." Qi Yan narrowed his eyes and turned his face sideways, his eyes moved up Song Qi's clothes, and finally stuck to Song Qi's face.

"Is it you...Song Qi..." He blinked lightly, his eyelashes were black and straight, like a fluttering small fan, "Am I dreaming again..."

Song Qi's heart softened suddenly.

He bent down and blew into Qi Yan's ear: "Get up quickly, I'm here to take you home."

"No, you can't be Song Qi..." Qi Yan pushed his face away with one hand, and muttered, "Song Qi betrayed me...I want to divorce him..."

Song Qi froze all of a sudden.

But Qi Yan continued to say: "I don't want him anymore."

……

After taking a taxi to send Qi Yan back to the villa, and calling the servants in the villa to pick him up, Song Qi left in peace.

Before leaving, he repeatedly asked the maid not to tell Qi Yan that he sent him back.

The maid nodded: "Understood, madam."

The moonlight outside the car window was as soft as water, but his mood was as heavy as lead.

After Qi Yan was drunk, he didn't know which sentence was true and which sentence was false, and Song Qi's mood was also ups and downs like a roller coaster ride.

In the first second, he was obviously relieved that Qi Yan still missed him even when he was drunk, but in the next second, he said "I don't want you anymore", and beat Song Qi back to his original shape.

Anyway, he never guessed through Qi Yan.

-

Song Qi didn't dare to rest at home for too long, so she sent the signed divorce agreement to Qi Yan the next day.

Because he was pregnant with the baby, he didn't dare to wear too tight clothes now, so he could only pick up a new t-shirt that Xue Ke had bought before and put it on.

Fortunately, the boyfriend-style loose fit is popular nowadays, and the lower body is paired with jeans, so it will not be strange to walk on the street.

However, from Qi Yan's point of view, this is not the case at all.

Song Qi was just provoking him, even wearing that man's clothes, she just wanted to tell him clearly that he and Xue Ke had already lived together.

[The blackening value of the male lead is +10, and the current cumulative blackening value is 80. 】

Song Qi's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he must leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Qi Yan was very angry in his heart, but he still wanted to pretend to be calm and breezy.

"Did you sign it?" He shook the folder in his hand and raised his chin towards Song Qi.

"Yeah." Song Qi didn't dare to look directly into his piercing eyes, nodded with her head down, "It's all signed, we can go through the divorce procedures now."

When Qi Yan heard this, his throat was almost choked and bleeding.

He took a few steps forward, and Song Qi was forced to retreat continuously with his deep and intimidating aura, until it was unavoidable and he reached the desk behind him.

"Are you so eager to divorce me?" Qi Yan's eyes were red, and she almost gritted her teeth.

Song Qi looked at him in bewilderment.

what?Isn't he the one who forced himself to sign the divorce agreement quickly?

How did it end up being his own fault?

"Is it possible that you and Xue Ke will get back together after the divorce procedures are completed?" Qi Yan sneered, pinched Song Qi by the waist and put him on the desk, leaned close to the snow-white slender neck and sniffed a few times, There was a slight disgust on the stern face, "Geoffrey Beene? Has your taste fallen to this extent?"

Song Qi blushed instantly.

This was specially sprayed by him to meet Qi Yan. The bottle of gray flannel perfume was placed on the sink. It must be Xue Ke's usual use. Although it is not as good as Qi Yan's usual Dior, it is not As for being as bad as he said.

Qi Yan just wanted to humiliate him.

"Boss Qi," Song Qi pushed Qi Yan's approaching chest, and said with red eyes, "Please...please respect yourself!"

He, Song Qi, was not so lowly that he bowed his knees in front of a person who looked down on him so much.

"I'm not self-respecting?" Qi Yan seemed to be irritated by his words, bit Song Qi's slender neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "Song Qi, what right do you have to say that I am not self-respecting? !"

"Let me tell you..." Qi Yan stroked Song Qi's plump lips with one hand, picked up the divorce agreement on the desk with the other hand, and said bitterly, "I want to leave me and go with Xue Ke." Fly away?"

"no way!"

In an instant, the snow-white paper was shattered into fragments in his hands.

Song Qi's eyes widened slightly, the paper on which he finally made up his mind to sign his name just like that disappeared into nothingness in Qi Yan's hands.

What does Qi Yan think he is?

A doll that can be manipulated at will?

The pain in her heart was unspeakable, and Song Qi's tears, which she had held back for a long time, rolled down like the tide breaking a bank.

"You bastard!" His eyes were blurred with tears, and he could only push Qi Yan with all his strength.

Qi Yan grabbed his struggling hand and kissed him fiercely, like a beast on the verge of extinction, it would not stop until its head was bleeding.

"Has he ever touched you?" Qi Yan said hoarsely, and lifted up the hem of the large T-shirt with a big hand, touching Song Qi's smooth waist, "Is it like me... biting here, Hit you hard?"

"Don't..." Song Qi shook her head helplessly, her two small hands clenched the hem of her clothes, trying to push away Qi Yan's troublesome hands.

"Answer me," Qi Yan's complexion sank, his dark pupils locked on Song Qi like a cheetah locking on food, and a chill oozes out for no reason, "Has Xue Ke ever touched you?"

"No...no..." Song Qi gasped while crying, Qi Yan's hand on his waist was hot and dangerous, and it was self-evident what he would do next.

"Really?" Qi Yan curled the corners of his lips, "In case you lie to me again, I'd better check it myself."

"Don't!" Song Qi was thinking about the baby in her stomach, almost begging him in a begging tone, "Don't...Qi Yan, can't you do well?"

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