C64

Did it hurt you?

She held the child tighter and looked him straight in the eye. "He's going to do his homework. He'll play later." After finishing her homework, she would bathe her baby and coax him to sleep early, so as to not give the baby and the demon a chance to be alone together. Perhaps the child was taught to be bad by him, and if he argued with her all day long, the child would understand, she thought confidently, for the sake of the baby's education, she would guard the child every day and not let him have the slightest opportunity to get close to her.

A child's soul is still the purest. If you speak to him softly, he will think you are good to him. As soon as you say something wrong, he'll think you're being mean to him. Sure enough, the baby winced in her arms, watching his dark face with less interest than before.

"You'll scare the child." With his mood, she did not have any optimistic thoughts for him to carry a child.

The baby was still in her arms with his neck tucked in, but as soon as she finished, he opened his arms and grabbed the baby. The baby looked at him resentfully, and after a while she laughed softly, "Dad, teacher rewarded me with a little red flower today!" Take a look! " looked at him worriedly, then looked at the baby. The baby had a good impression of him, afraid that he would make the child hate him too, she stared at him, only to see the corner of his mouth raised proudly. He used one hand to sweep the little red flower out of the baby's forehead.

Bai Jinxi finally heard it clearly. He was here to show off and purposely emphasize those four words. Now that everyone knew that the baby was his son, it seemed that he had worried too much. The baby leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Dad, Teacher Yan asked me when you're going to pick me up from school."

He raised an eyebrow and asked without the slightest impression, "Oh? "Who's Teacher Yan?"

The baby suddenly sat down on his arms, his hands were wide and his arms were much bigger than his mother's. The baby liked the feeling of sitting in his father's arms and always felt that his mother was too thin, while his father was so big that he could carry both his mother and him. He squinted his eyes and said, "Teacher Yan is the teacher who rewarded me with red flowers.

He smiled and asked Xiaobao. His mood seemed to be very happy. "Does Teacher Yan treat you well?" The baby nodded vigorously: "Teacher Yan is very good. She sings well and listens well. She will even teach us how to dance. The dad likes her and keeps sending flowers to her. Daddy, won't the mom be angry?"

Jiang Lingchen only laughed, he seemed to be more patient when talking to his child. When he was not talking, he would listen to his child and laugh while patting his son's head, "Maybe my child's father divorced mother, so my child's father needs to find his mother again." He was very familiar with answering questions like these, so he didn't even need to think about it. Poppet looks at him, her dark eyes twirling, thinking about something.

Perhaps the child did not understand this kind of answer, but he laughed as he looked at his son racking his brains, feeling amused. Just as he was about to reply to Jane again, the baby looked at him adorably with her two black eyes and asked, "Father, are you divorced from your mother? Are you going to look for a new one? Would you like Teacher Yan... I feel that Teacher Yan is not as beautiful as Mom. No, Mom is better than Teacher Yan in everything … " As soon as he finished speaking, he withdrew his head and kept his mouth shut.

Bai Jinxi listened to the conversation between the father and son duo and felt a wave of heat in her ears. The child was the simplest of thinking, and could not be restrained and coaxed, and would only think straight in that direction. She had just finished quarreling with Jiang Lingchen, and if he did not anger her, she would definitely be lucky.

He chuckled lowly. "Father knows even more beautiful aunties. Father will bring you to see them in the future. They are more beautiful than Teacher Yan and the rest."

Bai Jinxi said indifferently: "You play with the child. Remember to let him do his homework later."

Jiang Lingchen did not even raise her eyes as she looked straight at the child. With a faint "En", she lightly walked down the stairs, and the baby's soft voice came over: "Father, what's wrong with your face, have you fought with someone else?"

Then, Jiang Lingchen's magnetic and beautiful laughter rang out. "Mn, guess if daddy has won yet?"

In front of a child, not only was he not afraid of such a thing, but he was also proud of it. He was a gangster; did he want his son to grow up and be like him? In private, she thought, she would teach the baby not to be spoiled.

When she was about to leave the room, she suddenly heard a soft voice from her heart: "Where are you going?" Jiang Lingchen looked at the little girl and asked in a soft voice. The moment she laid down the blanket and prepared to leave the room, he asked her softly, "Where are you going?"

Without looking back, he said, "Take a bath."

Bai Jinxi hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "I had originally wanted to ask Li Xia to clean your wound, it's just that she might be asleep …"

There was no emotion in Jiang Lingchen's voice, "I'm fine. If you have the time, you should just worry about Lei Yao.

Bai Jinxi withdrew his gaze, revealing his long and thick eyelashes, and said softly: "Is there any medicine at home? After you take a shower, I'll help you clean up, right? "If not, my face will swell up tomorrow..."

Jiang Lingchen shook his head. His back was facing her and the lines on his face were gentle but his voice wasn't cold.

Hearing the tiredness in her voice, he said coldly, "I said no!"

She was slightly stunned and couldn't finish her sentence. She raised her head to look at him as he left the room. She bit her lip.

He probably didn't want to see her again. Even when he was talking to her, he didn't even look at her. With that, he turned around and left without a trace of hesitation.

He went back to his bedroom and laid on his empty bed. His head was empty, not many things had happened in a day, but they had all crashed together. How could he not be lost?

Bai Jinxi was extremely tired, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter how he lied on the bed.

The bed sheets and pillows smelled like home, light and almost nothing special. She didn't know why she had to pay attention to the smell of the sheets and pillows. She got up from the bed, put on her slippers and went downstairs to get some water.

When she went downstairs, she did not turn on the light, but followed by a blurry image of the water dispenser, and the villa was so dark that no one could possibly have noticed it if it had been hidden. There was only a faint light in the darkness, thin, separated from the door.

The light was coming from Jiang Lingchen's room, she held the cup tight and looked at his room. She had two and a half months to get along with him, so she couldn't let her guard down, much less offend her potential customer. Only after two months of smooth sailing could she and her baby's life return to its normal tranquil state, not living under the same roof as him. There was still more than a month left, and her efforts wouldn't be wasted.

The house was quiet. She poured herself another glass of ice water and went into the kitchen in the dark.

Jiang Lingchen's door was ajar, she gently pushed it open and the light inside was bright. Jiang Lingchen laid on the bed, with his eyes looking at the ceiling, after hearing the sound, he shot towards her like an arrow.

Facing Jiang Lingchen's stern gaze, she was at a loss on what to do and was a little flustered. The two of them were alone in the quiet room. If one ignored the fist-sized wound, his face would still be so beautiful that it would be hard to look at. He seemed to be sizing her up as well. Her eyes were calm, sharp and reserved, her expression indifferent.

She gathered her courage and stepped forward, waving the hot egg in her hand in front of his face. "Let me rub it for you? "You still have to work tomorrow. Isn't it good to have a face like this …" It wasn't just bad. It was hilarious to imagine him sitting in a meeting with a group of people with a fist-sized dark green on his back.

"Get out." His voice was muffled, and there was a faint sense of weariness in it. He didn't stare at her anymore, but glanced at the eggs in front of him. His Adam's apple moved, and when he finished, he tilted his head to the side, his body turned to the side, his back to her. He looked a little like the baby, except that the baby rarely got into trouble with her.

Perhaps it was because his tone was not that determined, but she actually had the courage to sit down on a bed that was obviously more than half full for him alone. This scene was very strange, she had instructed Li Xia to cook the eggs in the afternoon, and just now, she had even boiled them with boiling water, making them very hot in her hands. Her palms were already red, and she touched his arm with her other hand, "It's going to be fine soon, as long as you gently rub it, it won't hurt."

Perhaps the word "will not hurt" had provoked him. He turned his face away coldly and said, "Hurry."

It was only he who could act so righteously. After all, he was Jiang Lingchen. She pursed her lips, not allowing his attitude to affect her mood. Since he was lying flat on the bed, she could only adjust her posture, and in the end, she had to bend down to massage his face.

His body trembled, and he felt that something was wrong. Her hands immediately stopped moving. "Did it hurt you?"