Bai Yueguang wants to help me raise a baby

Hearing Lu Hanzhi's words, Jiang Yue realized that her back was indeed a little cold, probably because there was unwiped water on the edge of the sink, so when she leaned up just now, she just touched her shirt.

but--

Clothes get wet when they get wet, why did Lu Hanzhi ask such a misleading question?

Jiang Yue subconsciously looked into Lu Hanzhi's curved eyes. When the other party was in a relaxed mood, there was a hint of a faint smile at the end of his eyes, and it was the same now, thick and curled. The lashes drooped down, adding a layer of color to her under-eyes.

It seemed that some dangerous idea was brewing.

Jiang Yue unconsciously licked her lower lip. The lips that were dry due to lipstick were suddenly covered with a layer of crystal, like dew falling on a velvet red rose, beautiful and alluring.

Lu Hanzhi wanted to taste the rose dew as if obsessed, and lowered her head unconsciously, only to see Jiang Yue bit her lower lip lightly, her white teeth leaving a light mark on her red lips, and then Quietly opened his lips and asked:

"You... do you want it?"

Lu Hanzhi: "!"

She suddenly paused when she leaned over, and saw Jiang Yue's eyes flicker again, looking over her shoulder at the closed bathroom door behind her, as if confirming that the presumptuousness and ambiguity in this small world would not be noticed— —

However, the more nervous I was, the more noise I could hear, even the voice of someone asking Sister Ying "Where did Zhizhi go" could be heard clearly.

As for this small bathroom, the airtight space magnifies all their movements, the undulating breathing in the ear, the beating of the heart in the chest, and even the sound of blood accelerating. The echoes are all audible.

Jiang Yue really didn't dare to take risks, and looked at Lu Hanzhi in embarrassment, as if she was distressed that she could not meet the other party's request.

When he met her eyes, a fire rose from the bottom of Lu Hanzhi's heart!

The next moment-

Holding Jiang Yue's waist, she slapped the faucet on the sink, and the sound of running water resounded in the room instantly. Afterwards, Lu Hanzhi leaned against her and kissed him hard, rubbing her ears and temples together.

The temperature in the room gradually heated up. At first, Jiang Yue just leaned back, and then she had to stand on tiptoes, and the back of her head unconsciously leaned against the cold mirror. During the tossing and turning, she tilted her head due to her unsteady breathing, and her trembling eyelashes touched On the cold mirror surface, a little wet trace was drawn on it.

Lu Hanzhi smiled lightly, seeing how she was adjusting her breathing with her eyes closed, leaned over and whispered to her ear: "I'll go out first, you wait for someone to leave before you come out."

Before Jiang Yue could react, she just opened her eyes dimly, and heard the faucet behind her being turned off by Lu Hanzhi, and saw the other party leaving slowly with awkward steps. As soon as the door opened and closed, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped.

It was still the end of summer, but Jiang Yue suddenly shuddered.

She turned her head to look at the glass, saw a layer of water mist on it, and suddenly realized that what she accidentally unscrewed just now was hot water, and the mist in the mirror was blurred. Still not faded.

After staring at the mirror for a while, she lowered her eyes, remembering what Lu Hanzhi said just now:

"You wait for someone to leave before you come out."

She suddenly remembered that the relationship between the two... seemed to have been shady from before to now.

Either Jiang Yue took care of Lu Hanzhi, or Lu Hanzhi took care of her.

She lowered her eyes and stood quietly in the bathroom next to the door. The water vapor that was blown away on the mirror in front of her condensed into large drops of water, which scattered and flowed down the mirror, like teardrops.

……

A week later.

When it was time to get off work, Jiang Yue was still sitting in the office looking at the latest data reports. Jiang Feiran next to her looked at her serious side face thoughtfully. After an unknown amount of time, she took the initiative to ask her:

"Isn't Mom going to the hospital recently?"

Jiang Yue didn't take her eyes off the computer, blinked her eyes slowly, and replied flatly: "Well, she's already been discharged from the hospital, so there's no need to go."

Jiang Feiran remembered that she had asked him about making soup when she had dinner on the first day, but she went home early every time when she went to visit in the next few days, so she couldn't help but think about it.

He looked at Jiang Yue's expression and noticed the small Dior pearl earring on her ear, but in the end he didn't choose to ask, but changed to another topic:

"The recording of "Star Mother" will start tomorrow. I have seen the usual style of this show. I heard that this season will cooperate with the largest live broadcast platform. I guess it is a very remote place--I recently learned a little sauce You can take a few cans with you before you go out tomorrow, just in case."

Jiang Yue immediately looked away, looked in the direction of her son in surprise, and sighed: "God, brother, apart from giving birth, is there anything else you don't know?"

Jiang Feiran: "..."

The corners of his lips twitched, and he called out helplessly, "Mom."

Jiang Yueju surrendered, stopped joking with him, and chatted with him about the upcoming program: "I don't worry about anything else, I just think that Qiqi usually spends more time with you, in case she misses you, I can't stand it."

When mentioning his younger sister, Jiang Feiran's green eyes were full of gentleness, he unconsciously curled up his lips, and justified his younger sister's name: "Qiqi is very good, she won't cry for no reason, mom, don't worry."

After a pause, he added, "However, tonight, Mom, I'd better read some common sense about living in the countryside or in the wild. It's safer."

Jiang Yue couldn't help teasing him again: "Oh? Is my brother worried that I can't take good care of my sister?"

Jiang Feiran wasn't fooled at all: "I'm worried that neither of you can take care of yourself well."

Jiang Yue: "..."

She replied loudly: "Impossible!"

……

The next day.

The camera team knocked on the door of Jiang Yue's house.

There are a total of five pairs of mothers and babies in this show, and the pair is experienced. The first pair is the actress Xu Dongran, who has won the Grand Slam, and her five-year-old son jy; the second pair is the diving athlete Zhao Jing and her daughter Tiantian.

Jiang Yue and Qiqi are the first pair, appearing as amateur mothers with experience in raising babies.

And Zhou Ruoyun and Lu Hanzhi participated in the show as intern mothers. The former is the "Xiaohuadan" in the entertainment industry and the first sister of Century Entertainment, and the latter is the most prosperous new star since this summer. The two of them are responsible for the flow of the show. , will be arranged by the program team to live with a lovely child and experience the feeling of being a mother.

When the program team entered the house, Jiang Yue was combing Jiang Qi's hair.

Jiang Yue doesn't know how to braid hair such as cute buns, ponytails, etc. Now she is working hard to tie Qiqi's double ponytails.

However, even parting her hair was a bit difficult. Her daughter's hair was soft and thin. Jiang Yue was afraid that it would break if she tried too hard.

The executive director took the microphone and asked her: "Is Jiang always doing Kiki's hair?"

Jiang Yue nodded in embarrassment, and said to them, "I'm just kidding, I'm a bit stupid."

Qiqi sat obediently on the small bench without moving, blinked her eyes and looked at the camera in front of her, and then took the initiative to greet the director and brother photographer with a smile:

"How are you?"

The fans who were squatting on the live broadcast platform and waiting for their idols were suddenly distracted:

[God, this little girl is so cute! 】

【Hello! 】

Seeing that the child was not crying or fussing, the director immediately turned the microphone to her: "Hi Qiqi, does mom help you comb your hair every day?"

Jiang Qi blinked and replied obediently: "No."

The barrage suddenly climaxed.

[Oh, oh, I see, rich people don’t take care of their own children]

[This looks like a strong female career president, will the child be scared to cry along the way? 】

【Children who are not brought by themselves will not kiss】

[If you have money, give the child to a more professional person to take care of it, what's wrong?I was thinking that your pink eye disease should really be treated]

[The large-scale hatred of the rich has begun again]

Jiang Qi's eyes continued to turn around the camera curiously, and at the same time, she said slowly and with some excitement: "It was my brother who combed my hair before! My brother combed my hair very well!"

Jiang Yue nodded, dumbfounded, and followed her: "Yes, it's a pity that brother can't go out with us to play, will Qiqi be afraid to go out with mother?"

【Keke, where did you just laugh at people for not bringing your own baby? 】

[I'm really curious about what kind of fairy brother would help my sister tie her hair hhh]

Jiang Qi tilted her head, touched the little knot her mother had tied up with her own strength, and replied with a smile: "No."

She pulled Jiang Yue's hand seriously, and replied: "My brother told me last night, let me take care of my mother, and hold on to my mother when I go out, so that my mother won't get lost."

Jiang Yue's heart warmed.

Originally, she calmed down because of the unavoidable panic because of her son's absence. She nodded and softened her voice: "Okay, Qiqi must hold on tightly!"

[I burst into tears!cute!I am a fan!Sister Kiki come to my arms! 】

[This seems to be the most mature child I have ever seen]

[I heard that only children who live in hardship are precocious, hum, this must not be as simple as it seems on the surface]

Jiang Yue was recording the show, and she couldn't see the sour words or envy on the Internet. After tying her daughter's hair, she took her to have breakfast. It was the quick-frozen buns that had been steamed on the stove, and they were fluffy now. .

The milk was also prepared in the microwave, and now it smells like hot milk.

The mother and daughter finished their hearty breakfast, followed the photography team out, and headed all the way to the scene.

……

In the lobby of the venue.

Lu Hanzhi had already arrived early.

She was sitting in the VIP rest area with her eyes closed. She had already participated in too many variety shows, and she had a calm attitude of "soldiers coming to cover the water and earth". Come to the city and meet Jiang Yue.

Suddenly a lovely voice sounded beside me:

"Mom, it's Zhizhiye!"

Lu Hanzhi suddenly opened his eyes, subconsciously put a smile on his face, and saw a little girl with two ponytails, one high and one low, with a round and white face, and the facial features were very cute.

Whose child is this?

Lu Hanzhi just had a question in his heart, followed the little girl's lead, and saw the other's parents——

She was taken aback for a moment.

But his expression was reflexively managed to perfection, and he even stood up and said hello to the other party: "Hello, I'm Lu Hanzhi."

Jiang Yue was a little tight holding her daughter, for fear that the child would call out shameful names such as "Mummy", but fortunately Qiqi is really well-behaved and sensible.

She unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out: "Hello, I'm Jiang Yue."

Lu Hanzhi stared into a deep smile, and the corners of his lips curled up. He held her hand and said softly, "Mr. Jiang, it's nice to meet you. Please give me your advice in the next few days."

The moment the palms touched, Lu Hanzhi's temperature came over.

Jiang Yue suddenly remembered the aura on the other party's body, and was about to withdraw it politely and restrainedly, but there was a pause when she just withdrew——

Her palm was quickly scratched by the opponent's fingertips.

Jiang Yue's fingertips twitched uncontrollably, as if frightened by the other party's bold flirting in broad daylight.

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