daddy, this is my dad

"I'm listening, you talk." Yi Zhenxiang signaled him to continue.

Because of Yi Zhenxiang's comforting gesture, Cheng Ziyuan plucked up the courage to tell him the whole story. During this period, Yi Zhenxiang kept the posture of embracing him, quietly listening to Cheng Ziyuan;

Cheng Ziyuan talked for about ten minutes, but he didn't tell Yi Zhenxiang how painful the childbirth process was, but Yi Zhenxiang could appreciate Cheng Ziyuan's hardships in the past few years.

"Didn't you see that man's face at all?" Yi Zhenxiang gritted his teeth angrily when he heard Cheng Ziyuan say that the man who forced him back then was missing, and only hated himself for not meeting Cheng Ziyuan earlier.

That night with Cheng Ziyuan, Yi Zhenxiang had lost his sanity in the end, and he was alone in the car when he woke up in the morning, so he didn't suspect that he had spent a good night with others, and Xiaojun's face was too immature to see Wherever there is any similarity with him, naturally he would not think that Xiaojun is his biological son.

"No." Cheng Ziyuan shook his head. Thinking of that night, he felt horrified and terrified. He only hoped that he would never encounter such a thing again in his life.

"Ziyuan, don't be afraid. With me here, no one will dare to bully you anymore. I will treat Xiaojun as my own son." Yi Zhenxiang comforted him by patting his back.

"Won't you mind?" Cheng Ziyuan raised his head from Yi Zhenxiang's shoulder and asked while looking at him.

"Fool, it's not your fault. No matter what you have encountered or what defects you have in your body, I will always treat you and love you." Yi Zhenxiang looked at Cheng Ziyuan affectionately, and kissed him superficially. he.He naturally knew what Ziyuan was asking, it was nothing more than that he had been forced and had a special physique.

On the contrary, Yi Zhenxiang felt that he was very lucky. He thought that it was impossible for him to have a biological child in his life, but he didn't expect Ziyuan to have the physique of pregnancy. He immediately felt that he had found a treasure.

"Me too, I don't know when I fell in love with you, but now that we are together, I will never let you down, I want to grow old with you, even if you abandon me, I will stalk you Fight, I won't leave your side." Cheng Ziyuan blushed more and more as he spoke, and became more ashamed, he had never said such nasty love words, and today he finally found out that his language skills are also so good.

"That's what you said, don't play tricks, Ziyuan, the sex is too short, I think it's time for us to go to bed." Yi Zhenxiang was in high spirits for a moment, and the way to chase his wife was boundless, and he got his wish just like this. The self in his previous life must be a great benevolent Only people can have such a good wife in this life.

"Are you going to sleep? Oh, then I'll sleep." Cheng Ziyuan said, lay down on the bed, covered the quilt, and left half of the space for Yi Zhen

Xiang looked at him with big watery eyes, beckoning him to come up to sleep.

"Ziyuan, what I'm talking about is going to bed, not sleeping." Yi Zhenxiang opened the drawer at the head of the bed, took out the lubricant (it really was planned for a long time!!!), and then lifted the quilt, and his whole body was pressed On Cheng Ziyuan's body, holding Cheng Ziyuan nose to nose.

"Go to bed? Let's go to another day. It's late now, let's go to bed first." Cheng Ziyuan tried to push Yi Zhenxiang away, but he couldn't. Although he was facing someone he liked, he was afraid of such things. The psychology has not been completely eliminated, so I don't want to go further so soon.

"Don't be afraid, Ziyuan, we'll do it sooner or later, don't you have the heart to see your husband take a shower of cold water?" Yi Zhenxiang brought Cheng Ziyuan's hand under him, and Cheng Ziyuan shrank his hand back in fright.

"Well then, just once." Cheng Ziyuan raised a finger and looked at Yi Zhenxiang timidly.

"Okay, just once, the wife is here for her husband."

After Yi Zhenxiang finished speaking, he turned into a wolf and held hands together, and Cheng Ziyuan suddenly softened into a puddle of mud, panting constantly; the two of them worked hard all night, and finally

Yu both fell asleep in the early hours of the morning.

The next day, the sun shone through the curtains into the bedroom and shone on the bed. The quilt on the bed was raised, obviously someone hadn't gotten up yet; after a while, the quilt moved, and an arm stretched out, and the owner of the arm opened He opened his eyes, probably stimulated by the light, he closed his eyes and rubbed them before opening them.

Suddenly, he looked at the person next to him, and as if he had realized something, he shook the person's arm and said, "Xiang, get up soon, I'm late for work, my God! I forgot to send Xiaojun to school, today is Friday, right?"

After finishing speaking, he saw that the clock on the wall had gone up to ten o'clock, and was about to get up from the bed in a hurry, but he let out an exclamation, and lay down again with his back supported. This person was naturally Cheng Ziyuan, and the other person was Yi Zhenxiang myself.

"Don't worry, Ziyuan, I'm still recovering from my illness. I don't need to go to the company. Xiaojun will be sent to school by his parents. You can just lie in bed and rest for a day."

Yi Zhenxiang actually woke up a little earlier than Cheng Ziyuan, but he didn't want to get up, so he continued to lie down with his eyes closed, and when he heard Cheng Ziyuan's exclamation, he opened his eyes and held him in his arms.

"It's all about you. I said I would only do it once, but you tossed me into the middle of the night. I don't believe you anymore. I'm going to sleep tonight. I won't sleep with you." Cheng Ziyuan said, hitting Yi Zhen Xiang's chest, and looked at him sadly.

"Honey, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, don't go down to sleep, okay?" Yi Zhenxiang looked at Cheng Ziyuan pitifully.

"No, you are not sincere." Cheng Ziyuan shook his head, not looking at him.

"Then hit me, you can hit me as many times as you want." Yi Zhenxiang took his hand and slapped himself on the face with a soft sound, obviously the hit was not heavy.

Cheng Ziyuan twitched the corners of his eyes, disapproving, suddenly, as if thinking of something, he lifted the quilt and looked at Yi Zhenxiang's abdomen, and saw that there was no blood.

He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Xiang, did you touch the wound last night? Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it's almost done. By the way, Ziyuan, remember to put away the passbook and bank card, and remember to sign the transfer form." Seeing the topic change, Yi Zhenxiang stopped pretending to be pitiful, and went reminded.

"Oh, I see." Cheng Ziyuan glanced at the pile of things on the cabinet and nodded.

"Then I'll get up first, you lie down for a while, and I'll bring you the food later." Yi Zhenxiang looked at Cheng Ziyuan's body was covered in bruises, and estimated that he would have to rest for a while before he could move, so he began to dress alone.

"No, I'll go down to dinner with you."

Cheng Ziyuan got out of bed reluctantly, got dressed with Yi Zhenxiang's help, and went downstairs in Yi Zhenxiang's arms.

"Dad," Cheng Ziyuan called out blushing when he saw Yin Tianyu sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper when he came downstairs, leaning against Yi Zhenxiang's arms.

"There's a pot of fish soup stewed in the kitchen, it's still hot." Yi Tianyu gave an "En" and said, needless to say, Fan Xueer doesn't have this cooking skill, so it must be made by a servant.

"Thank you, Dad." Cheng Ziyuan said.

"Bring it to you, you sit down first." Yi Zhenxiang helped Cheng Ziyuan to the dining table, took another cushion and spread it on the chair before letting him sit down.

"Dad, where did Mom go? Why didn't you see her?" Cheng Ziyuan asked when he saw Yi Zhenxiang turn around and enter the kitchen.

"Your mother went shopping with her friends, and she won't be back until lunch." Yi Tianyu replied.

Cheng Ziyuan let out an "oh", and then saw Yi Zhenxiang coming out with a tray; besides a large bowl of fish soup, there were porridge and steamed buns that Yi Zhenxiang ate.

Yi Zhenxiang filled a bowl of fish soup and handed it to Cheng Ziyuan, and started to eat beside him, and asked Yi Tianyu casually, "When will Dad and Mom go on a trip again?"

"Leave after your wedding banquet next month." Yi Tianyu said without raising his head.

"Parents are going on a trip?" Cheng Zhiyuan turned his head and asked Yi Zhenxiang next to him when he heard this.

"Well, they have been traveling frequently these years, sometimes at home and sometimes abroad, but they also go home once a year." Yi Zhenxiang explained patiently.