Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

At six months, the surrogate had a B-ultrasound, and the result made Murong Feng heave a sigh of relief—fortunately, she is healthy and well-behaved.

Excitedly ran to Paris, but in vain.

Yakai wants to use some Indian details in the new season's fashion. According to Yakai, he can only experience the mysterious and gorgeous feeling locally, so he grabs the single young man Lin Hanzhi and sets out.

"When will he come back?" Murong Feng was here to bring him back this time. He and Saisahe were not on the same path, so he didn't want to say anything.

On the contrary, Sesah took the initiative to speak, and replied lightly, "Your worries have been solved, can you give him happiness?"

"I will solve it with my family, but this time I come, I must take him back."

"Lin Hanzhi has suffered from depression," Sesah said suddenly, "moderate, he will be pessimistic if he does not take stimulant drugs, and has a slight suicidal tendency in the worst case."

He was a flat statement, but it was only a few words, but every word was nailed into Murong Feng's heart like a nail.

"In medicine, this disease is like a drug addiction. Once you get involved, no matter what the recovery is, there is a possibility of relapse. He has seen a psychologist for three years and suppressed it. The condition for not relapse is that he cannot Put too much pressure on yourself, whether it is for people or things.

When Lin Hanzhi came to Paris, he studied languages ​​and skills, and slept only three hours a day.

He has knots about his previous life, and he desperately wants to prove it to others.

But he didn't want to become a mental patient one day, so he did everything. "

It seems that God really changed a person's personality. At that time, Lin Hanzhi seemed to let go of everything at once, and returned to calm suddenly from the turbulent waves, without even a transition in the middle.

"Fortunately, he is talented and will not be buried because he is not so aggressive.

Mr. Murong, he didn't leave until the day of your engagement. He had prepared for a long time but came here empty-handed, without even a change of clothes. Later, Yakai and I avoided him and asked the psychologist, who was considered to have relapsed. It's a sign.

But he should have known it in his heart, and he took the medicine himself when he came back.

He didn't mention you, but he didn't sleep for about three days. "

After looking at Murong Feng's pale face, he continued.

"He looks soft and has no temper at all now, but when he initially resisted treatment, he had a shadow in his heart. The best psychologist in France couldn't make him speak out even with complete hypnosis.

And if it's you, can you make up your mind to change your personality within one day?Can you really let it go when you say it like him?

I don't know your national conditions, but I also understand how strict a big family has on the patriarch's spouse.

Lin Hanzhi is not qualified, at least, none of your closest relatives would agree.

You have a child, how long can you gag them?

Lin Hanzhi doesn't have a family, but he pays a lot of attention to his family. Do you think you can block all the troubles for him? Your family is your family after all. In their eyes, their family members cannot get married normally. It is Lin Hanzhi who is difficult for the world to tolerate, not you. "

……

Murong Feng was silent for a long time, never said that he wanted to see Lin Hanzhi, and finally left.

"Murong Feng is here." Sai Sahe called Jacques.

"Get away!" Yakai was lying on the bed in the presidential suite of the seven-star hotel, and turned over angrily after hearing the report.

"...I think he loves Lin Hanzhi very much, so I told him about Lin Hanzhi's past." Sai Sahe reported blankly.

"Troublesome!" Jacques frowned, "Then how did he react?"

"he's gone."

"Ok?"

"But it seems that they are going to pave the way for their future. Walking is very hard." Sesah was talking, and finally changed from the successor of Zoe's family during the day to a 21-year-old boy who was talking to his lover , "I feel like I'm successful."

"Hey! You're back again, boy!"

"Well," Sesahe said with a childish look on his cool face, "I've been talking to him for a long time, and my mouth is sore."

"Get out! You usually don't feel sore when you give a speech for two hours... Forget it, it's okay, let's give it a kiss, my brother will go back next week, and the bed sheets will be fucked then!"

What can he do to treat the sheep better.

Lin Hanzhi, such a light-tempered, temperless but extremely decisive person.

"Sheep, you are waiting for me to pick you up."

Before boarding the plane, Murong Feng sent Lin Hanzhi a text message.

He is a person who calls when he has something to do and rarely sends text messages, but this time, he wants to record this promise in one place, and delete it when he comes to fulfill it.

When I got on the plane, I didn't see a reply.

Forget it, as long as he sees it, maybe he is sleeping, so if he doesn't return, he won't return.

Shut down and go home.

In fact, Lin Hanzhi was not sleeping.

When he came to Paris, he didn’t even bring the charger, and the phone was dead, so he just thought about forgetting it, like a sign of the end, he put it in the drawer and never took it out again.

Murong Feng printed out the images taken by the B-ultrasound, put them on the dining table, and pressed a piece of glass on top.

The little embryo was still curled up in the mother's stomach, and it couldn't be seen at all, but Murong Feng would take a look at it whenever he was eating.

This kid—he had to learn to love him.

I went to the bookstore during my break, bought a lot of books and came back with a thick pile of information on the Internet, from infant enlightenment to baby recipes, everything is available.

He learned the rules of life, tried not to work overtime every day, went home on time, and after eating and cleaning up, he lay in bed and studied after watching the news.

Sometimes I pick up my phone to look at the photos of Lin Hanzhi secretly taken at that time.

Feeling uncomfortable, they didn't even have a serious group photo, so after much deliberation, they developed a few photos from the phone and put them on the bedside.

Take a look when you are tired, and then continue reading.

Their lives are not over yet.

They still have many years to go.

His time is about to be compressed to seconds, and he still only feels fulfilled.

Although old man Murong was very dissatisfied with this woman who looked exactly like Lin Hanzhi, the one who was born was his great-grandson after all, so he rushed to the hospital ahead of time.

Murong Feng had arrived long ago, and even though he said again and again that his mother's indicators were normal and there was no sign of dystocia, he still hurriedly walked back and forth outside the delivery room, rubbing his hands from time to time.

Until the child was actually held up in front of him.

Looking at the red and wrinkled face, the closed eyes, and the bald head without two hairs, he truly realized that he is now a father.

In four months, he has changed from a big boy who hasn't learned how to grow up in love and needs to be tolerated all the time, to a father.

In order to avoid any further disputes in the future, the surrogate has never met Murong Feng herself since the beginning, and when the child was one month old, she immediately settled a sum of money according to the agreement signed at that time, and then helped the woman with immigration.

"You really want to raise yourself?"

"That's right, there is a nanny at home, and I've almost learned it." Murong Feng hugged his son, his voice softened a lot, "Grandpa, if you want to watch it, you can come anytime, but I'm his father. He doesn't have a mother anymore, so he can't have a father and don't want him!"

Inside the swaddling baby, the child with a head like a melon frowned and frowned like a pig, choked on himself, and hiccupped and cried.

Murong Feng didn't feel bad at all, and skillfully patted the child's back twice, "You're so ugly and you always cry, but be careful dad doesn't want you! I'll raise your great-grandfather then, he has a wrinkled face and pinches kill you!"

"What nonsense are you talking about that is unlucky!" Old Man Murong was not happy when his grandson brought up the word death, so he took the child carefully and hugged him, shaking him gently.

This face is also strange, seeing the wrinkled old man, he stopped crying, twitched his nose twice, and blinked.

"Huh? Why aren't you crying? Miangua?"

... The face of Miangua, nicknamed Miangua, ignored her.

"Hmph, you also know that he has no mother. Who is it because of?"

"...Grandpa, don't you know what I want?" Murong Feng didn't say much, picked up the child, and went home.

On the road, I poked Miangua's nose with my finger, "You are so ugly, but you need to use it a little bit to make your great-grandpa happy and cultivate some feelings. If he doesn't agree to your father's business, he will cancel his plan." visitation rights."

The driver in front saw that the old man loved his son so much, and asked with a smile: "Sir, is the young master still worthy of his name?"

"...Sorry, wait a little longer."