Lan Qing''s face suddenly became gloomy. He stretched out his hand and pinched her nose. He pretended to be angry and said in a deep voice: "well, you don''t care for yourself when I''m away... Look at me..."
"I don''t dare to... You see I''m obedient now..." Li Qingning''s tone dragged on for a long time. He looked like a coquettish little girl, which made the ice in his heart melt into a piece of warm sweetness, and even his eyes were stained with a kind of doting smile.
He patted her face and said, "but I will take care of you in the future, and I have nothing to worry about." He said, nodding gently.
"You''ve been around me today, and you don''t even go to see your baby son?" She leaned over and looked at his serious side face.
He packed all the things and put them in order. Then he sat beside her, put his arm around her shoulder and said, "my son is under the care of a housekeeper, and I have to pay attention to you."
Li Qingning looked over at his charming face. His heart was soft and sweet. He said playfully, "I will tell my son that my father loves me more than him."
But he seemed not nervous at all, and said frankly: "it doesn''t matter. I have such charisma. It won''t affect our father son relationship. And... I love him because you''re his mother... My favorite is you forever. "
She looked at him deeply, her eyes were shining, her lips trembled a few times, and she said in a shy voice: "well... Don''t wrap the blanket so tightly, OK? I''m really... Going to be hot... "
Li Qingning repeatedly appeal, but still can''t beat Lan Qing, had to wrap up like a zongzi, he helped back to the villa. It''s rare that CICI knew her, so she ran out of the villa and hugged her.
Sisi grew taller, but now she was still acting like a little girl and said, "Mom, where have you been for so many days? I miss you so much. " Then looking at her dress, a face with a smile, said: "Mom, why do you dress like this?"
"Darling, my mother just gave birth to a baby, and my younger brother is very weak. Shall we go into the room and talk?" Lan Qing holds Li Qingning with one hand, touches her head with the other hand, and says softly.,
She nodded with a smile, and then ran to the housekeeper who had just come down from the nanny''s car and put the little package on the pram with a full expression of excitement on her face. She leaned down with a strange face, pointed his soft face with her fingers, looked up and asked, "Uncle housekeeper, is this my little brother?"
When she saw the housekeeper nodding with a smile, she took his little hand and said, "baby, I''m your sister. Hello."
It seems that the natural blood relationship is connecting these two children with pure eyes. Lansheng looks at a face close to him with round eyes, grinning and waving his little hand as if to say hello.
Lan Qing holds Li Qingning''s shoulder and looks at this scene. Suddenly, a huge feeling rises in his heart. He can''t help but subconsciously clench her shoulder and gently says to Sisi, "Sisi, come into the room first." Then I watched her get up and run with a smile on her face.
She took Lan Qing''s other hand and asked, "Dad, was I so small when I was a child?"
"When you were a child, you were even smaller than him..." Li Qingning recalled with a slanting head, and then said with a smile.
As she took Lan Qing''s hand and walked forward, she said, "what''s the name of my little brother? Will he call me sister
Lan Qing held her little hand with his backhand, wrapped her hand with a little flesh feeling with his warm palm, and said, "why do you have so many questions?" Said, but also pretended to slightly frown.
She curled her lips and said discontentedly, "Dad hates it. If I have a baby, my younger brother is not good to me."
Lan Qing can''t help laughing, pinched her soft hand, said: "you actually eat Xiao Sheng''s vinegar, how can, sissy or mom''s baby."
"Xiao Sheng, which Sheng is it? Is it the birth of life? What a strange name... "
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Warmth and laughter surround Lan''s villa. In all Lanqing''s memories, it seems that this spacious and sometimes chilly house didn''t really have the concept of home until Li Qingning appeared and added two new people.
But don''t think that life is all beautiful from now on. If you want to live a safe and happy life, life will always give you a slap, and then shake you up with a hateful smile to tell you, "Hey, wake up, this is a real life. What''s your dream?"
It turns out that this little body actually contains huge energy. He is not as cute as it seems. He is like a pure angel. He is the greeting and blessing from hell. This little devil makes the quiet LAN villa move towards wave after wave of high tide.
In order to get back to shape as soon as possible, stop being the mailbox in Lan Qing''s eyes, and cultivate feelings with her son, Li Qingning insists on pushing off the nursing mother and sister-in-law who are employed by Lan Qing at a high salary. She is very determined to take care of her son and breast feed her.
But soon, she found that she was really silly and naive. Lansheng and the cute Lansi were at two different extremes.
After more than ten days of patience, one night, Lansheng couldn''t stop crying with his face full of grievances. Li Qingning repeatedly confirmed that he had been fed, the environment in the crib was comfortable, and his diapers were dry. Suddenly, he collapsed.
Looking at his open mouth, she felt that it was like an endless black hole, sucking all her patience. Even the whole villa seemed to be shaking with his cry. But at this time, other people seemed to be unable to hear the heartbreaking cry, even Lan Qing, who was always around them, It''s gone now.
These days, he is always able to easily push her to the edge of collapse, in the middle of the night with a loud cry to destroy her sleep all night, and this small body is like a nuclear reactor fusion to send out a huge power energy in general, not humble, very wronged to cry all night.
Li Qingning took a few deep breaths, then grabbed some dishevelled hair on his head, opened the door of the baby''s room and went out, straight to Lan Qing''s study.
When she pushed open the door of the study, Lan Qing was sitting behind his desk, frowning and flipping the documents in his hand. It was a different scene from downstairs. The whole study was still filled with the aroma of coffee. The wind of summer night outside the window gently blew the window screen. The desk lamp on the desk sent out soft and warm light. Under the golden light, the lines on his face twisted together slightly, It looks like something''s on your mind.