Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Shen Ting continued his work, and when he reached a point, he turned off the light and slept in the living room.

He just lay down, not yet asleep, when the door opened from the master bedroom, followed by footsteps.

A slender white figure turned the trash can in the dark. There was only one baby bottle in the house, and she couldn't sleep without holding her.

Shen Ting lay quietly without making a sound.

Qin Yihuan finally found the bottle, gave up the plan to make another cup, thinking about holding it in his arms.

Although not so satisfied, at least I can fall asleep.

Tiptoe, about to leave, suddenly kicked something under his feet, accidentally rushed forward, and fell straight on the sofa, a human body.

Warm, body.

She was stunned, and did not return to her senses for a long time.

And the body still said, "Weaned, someone else's bottle?"

Then, the light turned on.

Qin Yihuan's eyes fell on Shen Ting's face. He was lying on the sofa while she was lying on his body.

She held the baby bottle in her hand, which was funny.

Yihuan was awkward for a long time before squeezing out a smile, "It's someone else's, you're right, it's not very good for me to throw away other people's things, I will wash it, kill the poison, can it be used?"

Shen Ting sat up, but let go of her.

Yi Huan was not so embarrassed and wanted to get up, but Shen Ting stopped her immediately, "I'll wash it, you go to sleep!"

Yi Huan stared at him.

Now it doesn’t seem to work anymore.

He clearly knew that she wanted to sleep with a baby bottle, but he deliberately did this and that, it was too damnable.

Yi Huan bit her lip, "I can do it myself."

Shen Ting smiled lightly: ‘Is it hard to admit that I’m not weaned? ’

As he said, he went straight to the kitchen, emptied the milk skillfully, and scalded the bottle with boiling water, then soaked the milk, tested the temperature, came over, and threw it to her: "Go to bed."

Qin Yihuan hugged the bottle, feeling like he was holding the root of life, but it didn't feel good to be exposed face to face. She didn't want face, so she said facelessly: "I don't have to drink it either!"

"If you don't want to drink it, let it go." Shen Ting said quietly, "You are indeed going to be weaned. If you get married someday, do you want to spend your wedding night holding a baby bottle?"

When he said this, Yi Huan was stunned.

After a while, she asked softly, "Shen Ting, if it were you, would you mind?"

After asking, she couldn't wait to swallow her tongue. She really has a cheap mouth, how did she ask such a question.

Shen Ting's gaze was quiet, and after a while he whispered, "I don't mind, does it matter?"

He seemed to be angry, Yihuan walked out of it, or if he didn't, it would not be right. In the end, she sat on the sofa and sipped milk while holding the milk bottle. The smell calmed her inner anxiety.

Then she thought shamelessly, he knew what happened, she just couldn't change it.

Ye Xiangnan didn't want to, so she wouldn't get married. Anyway, she was going to hold a baby bottle.

lifetime.

Shen Ting looked at her quietly, looking at her unpromising appearance.

He can be sure that Ye Xiangnan didn't know, nor would he like and appreciate this habit. In fact, he didn't appreciate it either, just indulged and indulged for many years.

But such a habit cannot be blamed on Yihuan.

When she was a child, she was kidnapped with him.

I came back unharmed, but since then I have a stress response, and the bottle can't be thrown away.