Warm tea and wine

: "So, let's put a stamp on it!" After speaking, he raised his head and put his arms around Yang Du and kissed him.

Simply because Ling Hua was wearing women's clothing, the two of them didn't look so shocking, and they kissed so vividly when they didn't attract attention——

Ling Hua's lips were soft, QQ's, and he really wanted gum candy. Yang Du bit it, the tip of his tongue poked in to conquer the city step by step, brushed his teeth, wrapped around Ling Hua's tongue, entangled, rolled up, you In and out, dancing lightly, exchanging the honey in his mouth-until Ling Hua's face was flushed, and he gasped slightly.

Yang Du helplessly supported the limp Ling Hua: "Alas——why are you pretending to be a pregnant woman? What are you wearing in your stomach? It's so heavy——"

Ling Hua was in a dizzy state, but this sentence brought him back to his senses immediately, he pursed his lips, with some hesitation in his expression.

"Let's go back first, shall we? I'll talk to you about this when I get home. Is it okay?"

Yang Du liked the word "going home" very much, so he pulled up the trolley case obediently, and brought Linghua beauty who had a headache, and went home——

It's still the small villa from last time.

Ling Hua sat gently on the sofa, leaning against Yang Du's arms, thinking of everything that happened here last time, he felt mixed emotions.

After thinking for a while, Ling Hua began to undress.

Yang Du looked at him with a smile, and laughed at his clumsy way of undressing: "What do you do if you have nothing to do? Pregnant women—are you not tired?"

Ling Hua sighed: "Isn't it because Ji Chuanche is going to get married? I rushed here eagerly——Actually, you are to blame for this."

"Blame me?" Yang Du was puzzled.

Ling Hua tore his clothes irritably, and glared at him: "It's your fault!"

Yang Du rubbed Ling Hua's head and sighed: "Okay, it's my fault, then tell me about my crime."

Ling Hua immediately made a small face. Although he said that he had no choice but to go to China this time, he was also ready to confess, but at this moment, how should he say such an unthinkable thing like being pregnant with his child? ——

Finally, Ling Hua took Yang Du's hand.

His hands are big and warm, with well-defined joints, full of security.

Ling Hua took his hand and slowly pressed it to his stomach.

The soft, bouncy texture, with some warmth, made Yang Du blurt out: "This belly—" It really looks like——

Suddenly, the soft mass moved slowly——

Yang Du raised his palm in surprise, twirling the slippery touch of his fingertips, his voice hesitated: "Is he—moving?"

It was Ling Hua's soft fingers who answered him, and gently put his hand back on his stomach.

There, he kicked Yang Du softly again, which was neither painful nor itchy.

"I don't know how to explain to you—" Ling Hua stroked Yang Du's fingers, and said softly: "After leaving that day, it didn't take long to find that my stomach seemed——I thought it was a lump at first, but later I realized that it was because of him— —Although it is strange to say that a man is pregnant or something, but I think that is your baby and I, and it may be the only intersection between me and you in the future—I thought at the time that even if he died, he should be protected—”

"Do you think I'm a monster, and he—is a monster?"

Looking at Ling Hua's slightly frowned eyebrows, Yang Du subconsciously asked, "How have you been doing these past few months?"

"That's it. I have a big belly and I can't hide it. I told the old man, I'm in a bad mood, go out to relax. He thought I was psychologically shadowed by Ji Chuanche, so he let me go. I can't hide my stomach. down—so I had to pretend to be a woman all the way."

"How did you know that Ji Chuanche was going to get married, the old man called back - I don't know how to meet him yet, in this state - tell me, don't you blame me?" Ling Hua said lightly.

Where did Yang Du not know the difficulty in these understatement?He had no choice but to hold Ling Hua in his arms, and his tone was soft and flattering: "Why don't you give birth to the baby first? I'll go to the theater with you then?"

"You don't think I'm weird?"

"will not."

"Then I'm really happy." Ling Hua hooked his lips, smiled, and started to twitch not long after smiling.

"Yang Du, you crow's mouth—" Ling Hua clutched his stomach and gritted his teeth—

"Then, then I'll call the hospital—" Yang Du stood up, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to make a call.Seeing the snow-white sofa under him gradually stained red, he felt uneasy and panicked.

"I don't think so." Wen Xi pushed the door open and came in. He sighed with a headache: "Why do you all--so weird every time I come? Either that or having a baby."

"Chacha——Ling Hua——" Yang Du stood in front of Ling Hua and wanted to say something.

"Time is in a hurry, and going to the hospital may not necessarily cover this matter tightly. This matter, I will do it. Isn't it just a man giving birth? My own, you still can't trust me? I will keep it a secret." Wen Xi He gave him a sideways glance, blocking what Yang Du wanted to say.

Wen Xi closed the door and walked in front of Ling Hua, and took out a small glass bottle filled with golden liquid from his pocket. It was originally used by him for emergency when he was away, but he did not expect to use it.

Thinking about the scene ten months ago, Wen Xi immediately understood, and wondered why the pili fruit he picked was missing one, probably mixed in the basket of spiritual fruit last time.

"This is a nourishing potion, drink some first, otherwise you will have a baby for a long time." Wen Xi took out the bottle of golden spring and shook it in front of Ling Hua.

Ling Hua nodded slightly, and opened his mouth.

Unplug the plug and enter Jinquan.Seeing that Ling Hua's face looked much better, but the blood under his body was scary, Wen Xi told Yang Du, "Bring a blanket, boil some hot water, and get some towels."

Yang Du looked at Ling Hua, nodded and left.

As a result - as soon as Yang Du turned around, Wen Xi tore off Ling Hua's leggings and panties.

"It's not easy to wear clothes." Wen Xi said slowly and methodically.

Ling Hua was taken aback, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he was naked in front of his friend and former rival in love—this is really——

□ Sudden throbbing pain, Ling Hua cried out in pain, tears rolling down his face.

Under this surprise, the child was born directly.

Ling Hua only felt a sense of falling and tearing, and his stomach lightened. Through the wet hair, he saw the beautiful Wenxi staring at him blankly.

"What's wrong? Tea...tea...baby...what's the matter..."

"Well, that child was born, it's a boy..."

When Yang Du hurriedly rushed from the guest room on the fourth floor to the living room on the ground floor with a blanket and towel, he saw Wen Xi holding a child in an extremely tangled embrace, and said to him: "A Du, you are late, the baby is ready—— "

Yang Du glanced at the clock on the wall, only 2 minutes had passed, the speed of giving birth——

Although it is said that some things are like giving birth to a child, it is useless to be in a hurry, it has to be done slowly and slowly.But well—

The efficiency of giving birth, the speed, it seems, is not so slow...It seems to be useful if you are in a hurry...

The author has something to say: the babies are over, the birth is over, the birth is over... By the way, is it because my literary name is very old-fashioned?Or is it so-so?I feel so cold...

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76. Prelude...

"Xiao Ling, the baby looks a lot like you." Yang Du sat on the bedside holding a freshly baked bun, teasing his fresh bun face: "Look, this pouting look really misses you."

Ling Hua drank the golden spring, gave birth to a little bun, and soon recovered, and it is estimated that he will recover in a few days.

So the lively Ling Hua sat up slowly wrapped in a blanket, and looked at it for a long time: "However, this ear misses you, the earlobe is very thick, so soft." Stretching out his hand, he began to pinch the baby's ear happily .

"Ling Hua, what do you think the baby's name is?" Yang Du stretched out his hand to rescue the red-eared baby from the water and fire.

"Yang Fan." Ling Hua was silent for a long time, sighed lightly, and looked up at Yang Du: "May I call you Yang Fan? My mother believed in Buddhism all her life and carved Buddha all her life. A life without worries. My mother—after all, did not realize this wish. I hope that the baby will have a life without worries, and the Buddha blesses—even though I am not a good person. As for the nickname, my biggest dream when I was young

Think, just have a full meal and eat more rice balls. "Ling Hua caressed the baby, no, there was a slight melancholy in his words on Fantuan's white and tender face.

Suddenly, Yang Du had a bad premonition in his heart——

"The big name is Yang Fan, and the nickname is Fantuan, okay?" Ling Hua raised his eyes, his eyes were shining——

Son, it's dad who is incompetent!Your nickname - just call it Rice Ball!Yang Du took a deep breath, nodded, and responded with a full mouth.

Therefore, the white and tender little buns transformed into white and tender rice balls.

At this time, Yang Du seemed to be thinking of something, his eyes flashed, he took Ling Hua's white and tender hand and began to flirt, he licked Ling Hua's earlobe, and his slight laughter made Ling Hua's ears itch: "What? Some people say that they are not good people, it is true."

"I'm really not a good person." Ling Hua glanced at him sideways: "This time Ji Chuanche is getting married, do you think I will let this opportunity pass?"

"Okay, honey, I'll play with you - how about it, do you want to show me your plan? Little villain?" Yang Du rubbed the tip of Ling Hua's nose affectionately, and slightly touched his lips.

"Don't kiss—" Ling Hua glared at Yang Du, "I know that the old man gave a [-]% share to a woman. Hmph, he is generous, he only gives away to outsiders."

"You want that three percent?" Yang Du had a flash of inspiration——

"It's really smart. During this period of time, I have coerced and lured, and I have collected enough 40.00% of the shares in my hand. Ji Chuanche's [-]% of the original