Loved by old men

Although it was to give Yin Shijian time, Yin Yu did not reduce his meetings with Song Linzhi, and the number of meetings between the two became more and more frequent.

After all, they are all adults in their third year, and they are not young, and their son is also six years old, so there is no room for delay in many things.

Friday night.

When Yin Yu returned home from work on the last day of the week, he lay down on the bed and asked Song Linzhi to give him a massage.

Sitting in the office now, his waist is getting worse day by day, and the pain is unbearable when he comes home every day.

"Have you had trouble at work recently?"

Seeing the faint blue color around his eyes, Song Linzhi felt distressed.

Yin Yu hummed lightly, closed his eyes and did not speak again.

Song Linzhi still wanted to ask him, but he heard his slow breathing.

People have fallen asleep.

Song Linzhi went to the bathroom to turn on the water, and then carried him into the bath, so that he could relieve the fatigue of the whole day.

Coming out of the bathroom after taking a bath, Yin Yu's face was flushed and he was yawning profusely, but he was still in a daze.

Song Linzhi pulled him to sit by the bed, gently brushed his hair, and then dried it with a hair dryer.

During this period, Yin Yu was drowsy, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

After Song Linzhi finished drying his hair, just as he was about to put away the hair dryer, Yin Yu hugged his waist, resting his head on his lap, and yawned lazily.

"Uncle Song, meet my dad tomorrow."

Song Lin was taken aback.

Yin Yu said again: "I've thought about it carefully, and you have to solve this matter."

The two were good friends, and it would be difficult for the son to get along with his good friend even if he was as powerful as Yin Shijian.

Not to mention that Song Linzhi had done some wrong things before, which made Yin Shijian prejudice against Song Linzhi.

"My dad just wants an attitude." Yin Yu closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "He's not young anymore, he knows everything, and I hope you can treat him like your own son."

There is no need for Yin Yu to say this, Song Linzhi also has this plan.

He stroked Yin Yu's hair and sighed, "Don't think too much, I have everything to do with you."

"Ah."

Yin Yu responded, but he was thinking about how to persuade his father.

After he fell asleep, Song Linzhi carefully got off the bed, left the room and went to the children's room next door.

In the children's room, a small night light was on by the bed.

Dangdang was sitting in the middle of the bed with his knees in his arms. When he saw him coming in, he frowned dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't you knock on the door? The teacher is not polite."

Song Linzhi had no choice but to back out and knocked on the door twice.

A naive voice came from inside: "Teacher, please come in."

Song Linzhi was teased by him, shook his head helplessly, opened the door and walked in.

He was already sitting at the desk, holding a small box and handing it to him, "You can't tell my dad, or I won't give it to you. Kebo"

"Okay, I promise you."

Song Linzhi knelt down in front of him and took the small box.

The box is very light, I don't know what is in it.

He sniffed his nose again, "You smell like a father."

Song Linzhi raised his arm and followed suit.

A familiar lemon scent broke into the nostrils.

Song Linzhi remembered this scent, it was the shower gel in the bathroom of Yin Yu's room.

Dangdang leaned into his arms, sniffing everywhere with her little nose, and then glared at him fiercely, "You are not allowed to bully my father!"

Song Linzhi smiled, "Don't bully, baby, go to bed, it's late."

"No, I want to sleep with Dad, you must bully him again!"

As he said that, he walked out barefoot.

Yin Yu had just finished tormenting, and was already exhausted. Song Linzhi didn't dare to let him disturb Yin Yu at this moment, so he hugged him and put him on the bed.

"Baby, Dad is tired now, let's not disturb him, shall we?"

Doubtful, half-believing, "Don't lie to me."

"I won't lie to you, the teacher will sleep with you." Song Linzhi hugged him and lay down, patted his back lightly, "None of us should disturb Dad, okay?"

After thinking about the feasibility, he immediately wrapped his limbs around him, "Don't even try to sneak away while I'm asleep!"

Song Linzhi had no choice but to coax him again.

After finally putting the child to sleep, Yin Yu came.

Yin Yu was sleeping at first, but he couldn't touch the people around him halfway through his sleep. He thought that Song Linzhi was out to drink water, so he wanted to check if his son kicked the quilt when he woke up anyway.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he saw Song Linzhi sleeping with his son, and his son's hands and feet were wrapped around Song Linzhi's body.

He was a little confused, frowned and asked softly: "What are you doing?"

Song Linzhi hissed, and lightly put down the ranting.

Yin Yu came over to cover his son with a quilt, and was relieved to see his son sleeping soundly.

When the two returned to the master bedroom, Song Linzhi hugged Yin Yu and explained, "Your son is afraid that I will bully you, so he won't let me come over."

After hearing what he said, Yin Yu leaned forward and kissed his chin, "He's still young, don't be angry with him."

"I'm not angry." Song Linzhi kissed his forehead and said softly, "I just feel that I'm not even as good as your son."

Yin Yu was very sleepy, closed his eyes and let out a dazed "hmm".

Song Linzhi went on to say: "He knows how to protect you, but I used to be self-righteous and hurt you all the time."

"I also thought about it a lot later, if I had held on to you a little more, wouldn't we have become what we are now?"

The person in his arms closed his eyes, peaceful and picturesque.

Song Linzhi didn't know if he heard it, so he hugged him tightly and closed his eyes to sleep.

Early the next morning, Dangdang was knocking on the door.

"Daddy Daddy!"

Yin Yu was woken up by him, and pushed the people around him, "Go and open the door."

Song Linzhi got out of bed quickly, and as soon as he opened the door, he threw himself into his arms, "Dad, go today...you are not my father!"

Realizing that he jumped on the wrong person, he pushed Song Linzhi away fiercely, then ran and jumped onto the bed.

Yin Yu woke up all of a sudden, opened his eyes angrily: "Yin Fan, get down!"

"Hey..." I was dumbfounded, why did my father attack him again!

Yin Yu felt that he hadn't slept enough, and his waist was sore, so he really couldn't show a good face to his son.

Song Linzhi hurriedly hugged him away, and coaxed him nicely, "Fanfan, daddy is going to sleep, teacher will play with you, okay?"

Dangdang was beaten by his father just now, and now he is very wronged. He hugged Song Linzhi and acted like a baby: "It's all your fault! You lied to me!"

Song Linzhi was afraid that Yin Yu would find out his misbehavior and be scolded by Yin Yu, so he had to carry him downstairs.

"Baby, it's the teacher who is wrong. The teacher apologizes to you."

"No, Dad is killing me!"

Dangdang felt very resentful about this, "Dad never kills me, he will kill me as soon as you come!"

"Okay, okay, it's the teacher's fault."

Song Linzhi didn't know how to appease him. This child was different from ordinary children. When it happened to his father, he couldn't make any sense.

Sitting on the sofa, he stretched out his hand to beg him for something, "You give me back the box, I won't give it to you, and you lied to me if I gave it to you!"

Song Linzhi was stunned for a moment before remembering that it was the small box from last night.

He didn't know what was in that box, but he was so mysterious and guarded it like a baby, so it was strange to give it to him suddenly.

He asked, "Does the baby know what's inside?"

"I didn't tell you that Dad gave it to me!"

He was so angry that he didn't realize that he had slipped his tongue.

Song Linzhi explained: "The teacher didn't take it, but put it in your room."

Dangdang jumped down suddenly, went to Song Linzhi's side, and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Teacher, can you take me to my brother's house?"

Today is the day he made an appointment with Cai Huan, and his father was supposed to take him to Brother Huanhuan's house at seven o'clock in the morning.It's 07:30 now, and Dad hasn't woken up yet.

If the elder brother waits in a hurry, he will become a baby who does not keep his word.

Seeing that Song Linzhi didn't agree, he begged again, "Teacher, are you okay?"

Seeing that he was really anxious, Song Linzhi stroked his head to comfort him, then went upstairs to change his clothes, and then took him out.

Yin Yu woke up again at eight o'clock, and his biological clock prevented him from falling asleep again.

The doorbell just rang downstairs.

After a while, the Filipino maid knocked on the door outside his room: "Sir, Lord Qi and the others are here."

Yin Yu immediately got up, his back ached from overwork yesterday, making him frown.

When he finished tidying up and left the room, there was a baby crying downstairs.

Yin Yu was stunned for a moment, and when he went downstairs, he saw Qi Le holding a baby, while his father was holding a feeding bottle and diapers.

The scene was inexplicably familiar.

When Qi Le saw him, he greeted him: "You are familiar with this, come and help me change the diaper."

The son is six years old, no matter how skilled he is, he will give birth!

Yin Yu rolled his eyes, but still leaned over to help.

I have to say, this baby boy is also very cute.

Big eyes and small mouth, pink and tender cheeks, the whole is a white and chubby little doll.

"Where did you get your child?" Yin Yu breastfed the child skillfully, staring at the child's big dark eyes, which reminded him of his former son.

Qi Le replied casually: "I picked it up on the road."

Yin Yu was shocked, "I will hug you home when I find you?"

Although Yin Shijian was still angry about his son and Song Linzhi, he still explained: "Don't listen to his nonsense, the child is adopted."

"..." This must have been Qi Le's whim again.

Seeing that the child was asleep, Yin Yu asked the Filipino maid to carry him to his son's room, and then looked at the two fathers seriously, "You don't want me to raise it, do you?"

Qi Le nodded slightly.

Yin Yu: "...Can I refuse?"

"Actually, we didn't adopt this child." Qi Le said suddenly.

He glanced at Yin Shijian, and got the consent of the other party before continuing: "Let me tell you the truth, you also know that now that technology is advanced, two sperm can be combined, and you were also frozen back then, so..."

Yin Yu's face turned cold, "This is my own son?"

Qi Le nodded solemnly.

"Have you considered my feelings?" Yin Yu really couldn't figure it out, he was already six years old, why are they still making such a fuss!

"Listen to me..." Just as Qi Le was about to explain, Yin Shijian signaled him not to speak, and then said to Yin Yu himself: "This child is not only half of you, but also half of Song Linzhi."

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