"It's me, come in."
This voice couldn't be more familiar.
It's Pei Zhan.
Why did he come here?
Is he here to take away his son?
Chu Yao held her son in her arms and hesitated to go in, but she didn't want him to open the door from the inside. He was wearing a dark robe and was tall and tall, blocking the flickering candlelight in the room. He lowered his head and spoke to her: "We can only live together for a few days. You don’t recognize me?”
"No," she subconsciously hugged her son tighter, "I just didn't expect you to come here."
The other party stepped aside and motioned for her to go in: "I will lead the troops to leave Suizhou tomorrow and come to see my son tonight."
So that's it.
He is the son's father, and it is natural for her to treat his son as a matter of course, so it is not easy for her to drive him away.
She walked in with her son in her arms and told him: "Close the door, don't let outsiders see." A big man appeared in her room, but she couldn't let outsiders see it, let alone her mother.
Pei Zhan didn't say anything, turned around and closed the door.
The little kid was tugging on her lapel bag and gnawing happily. He was moaning and groaning, probably because he was greedy for milk.
Chu Yao coaxed her son softly, making her son giggle, and then sent her son to him: "Brother Ming is very good. He has gained two pounds more than last month. He is teething recently. He likes it." Biting something, drooling a bit too much..."
Brother Ming's teeth erupted a little later than other children. Some children's teeth erupted as early as four or five months old. Brother Ming's first tooth just erupted when he was ten months old. It was a white tooth. The gap grows on the gums below, and I will no longer be a "toothless person" in the future.
The little baby was happily munching on clothes in her mother's arms. Suddenly she left the familiar embrace. She immediately refused, opened her mouth and started crying. She used her hands and feet to stretch out, unwilling to be held by Pei Zhan.
Wen Neng wrote and Wu Neng controlled His Royal Highness Ma Shizi, but he could not coax the child, let alone see the child cry. Seeing his son resisting him so much, Pei Zhan frowned and sent him back to Chu Yao: "He is so young, why is he so tempered?" big?"
As soon as the little baby fell back into his mother's arms, he immediately hummed and arched up.
Chu Yao patted her son gently to comfort him without looking at Pei Zhan: "You haven't hugged Brother Ming a few times since he was born. Now that he recognizes you, he thinks you are a stranger, so that's why he does this."
The little baby must be hungry. His little hands are holding her clothes, and his little mouth is still open and he is moving up.
Chu Yao was a little embarrassed, turned her back to Pei Zhan, and said to him: "Your Highness, my son, you have already seen it, you can go back."
There was no response from behind for a long time. Chu Yao was a little strange. She looked back and saw that his eyes were always looking at her. She looked at her before speaking: "I will leave in two-quarters of an hour. You comfort your son first."
Chu Yao was pacing while bumping her son: "My son is hungry and the nanny didn't come. It's not convenient for me to be here..."
When I came to Taohua Temple this time, I asked the wet nurse to go home to rest for a few days and settle the family affairs. After all, after Pei Zhan took his son to the capital in a few days, the wet nurse would have to follow him to take care of him for a while.
As if he just knew how to avoid suspicion, he looked around the room and said, "There is a curtain on the bed. Go inside."
He obviously didn't want to leave, and his son was making trouble again, so Chu Yao had no choice but to do this.
She hugged her son and sat on the bed. Pei Zhan immediately lowered the curtain and said, "Just feed him in peace. I can't see him outside."
Although the crow-blue cotton and linen curtains were not heavy, they were barely able to cover them tightly. Chu Yao calmed down a little and lay down together with her son. After pulling down her clothes, she took her son into her arms.
But I never thought that as soon as the baby bit her, she heard her mother's voice coming from outside: "Yao'er, why do I hear Brother Ming crying all the time? Are you hungry?"
Chu Yao was startled, and suddenly remembered that when she told Pei Zhan to close the door just now, he didn't seem to have locked it.
"It's okay, Mom, I was just planning to feed him," she replied hurriedly, "You should go back to the house and rest."
But the mother did not leave. Instead, she patted the door and said, "That's just right. I asked the master of the special restaurant to leave a bowl of rice oil for Brother Ming. Now it's neither hot nor cold, just right for you to drink. I'll bring it to you. Now, open the door and I'll take you in..."
This shot was so amazing that Chu Yao was so shocked that she sat up from the bed, gathered her clothes hurriedly, and then opened the curtain to pull Pei Zhan out.
You must never let your mother see him here.
Pei Zhan was just standing outside. A gentleman like him would definitely not open the curtains and take a peek, but it might as well be that his gentle and weak ex-wife suddenly pulled him in...
She was not very strong compared to him, but he allowed himself to follow her strength and fell over, and then he was pushed down on the bed by her...
"What are you doing?" As soon as he opened his mouth, her soft and fragrant hands covered his lips.
"Stop talking!" She leaned half over and warned him in a low voice, "Hide here and don't come out!"
Pei Zhan didn't resist, his eyes flickered slightly, and then slowly moved down.
Chu Yao retracted her hand and crossed him to hug her son who was crying because of the sudden failure.
A big hand suddenly held her waist, and the hot heat spread through the thin summer clothes. Chu Yao was startled, and the strength of her hand relaxed a little. Not only did she fail to pick up her son, but she fell to him. on the body.
She turned her eyes and glared at him, but the other person seemed to be very innocent: "I'm just afraid that you will hurt your waist, and..." He stretched out his hand and gathered the skirt of her clothes, "The skirt of her clothes was opened..."
The lotus-colored coat also became less tight because of her bending movement, and a little spring was revealed.
Chu Yao's cheeks immediately turned red, she clutched her chest and glared at him, then tied her clothes and didn't dare to look at him again. After picking up her son, she quickly left the curtain.
The mother heard the child's cry outside the door, and the sound of knocking on the door obviously became louder. Chu Yao took a closer look and saw that the door latch was firmly in the wooden sheath, and her mother was still knocking on the door.
When had he lowered the bolt?
Why didn't he say anything in advance, causing her to be so panicked?
Chu Yao comforted her son and pulled the curtain more tightly before she dared to open the door.
Holding a bowl of off-white rice oil in her hand, Mrs. Zhou squeezed in excitedly: "This is good food. It is very nourishing for children to eat. You don't have enough milk. Brother Ming won't be able to eat enough. Feed him." Serve half a bowl of rice oil and he won't bother you at night."
Chu Yao was extremely nervous: "Mom, just leave it here and I'll feed it myself."
Mrs. Zhou had already picked up the spoon and started stirring: "You've been tired all day, let me do it."
After saying that, he sat down, put the bowl on the table, stretched out his hand to take the child, skillfully and gently put a handkerchief on Brother Ming's neck, and then started feeding him spoon by spoon.
The little baby was really hungry. He opened his little mouth and ate deliciously every bite. Mrs. Zhou was happy while feeding her: "Look at my grandson, he is so rare even when he eats!"
It was true that she felt sorry for her grandson, and it was true that she felt sorry for her daughter. Although Chu Yao was anxious at the side, he could not say anything to drive her away.
After half a bowl of rice oil, the little man was full of food and drink, and kicked his calves happily. Mr. Zhou laughed every time he teased him.
"What a good child," Mrs. Zhou lovingly squeezed the child's chubby hand and asked Chu Yao, "Did the Lu family say when they will take Brother Ming back?"
Chu Yao glanced at the curtain secretly and replied: "I didn't say."
"You don't want it anymore, do you?"
"how come?"
"Indeed, Brother Ming has such a rare child, how can the Lu family let him go?" Although the Zhou family loves her grandson, after all, he does not have the same surname as hers. When they grow up, the Lu family will not let them see the child again. . "If you ask me, please send Brother Ming back as soon as possible so that you can be alone so that Mom can arrange a marriage for you..."
"Let's talk about this later, I don't have that thought right now..."
"Is it because I don't have the intention, or is it because I can't let go of Lu Erlang?" Zhou asked tentatively.
"Mom, don't talk nonsense," Chu Yao quickly stopped her, hugged Brother Ming back, and urged her, "It's getting late, you should go back to the house and rest."
"Look at you, what are you thinking in your heart? You should talk to your mother..."
Zhou was half pushed and half hugged by Chu Yao, and reluctantly walked out. After Chu Yao lowered the door latch, she let out a heavy breath and dared to put it back down.
After opening the curtain, I didn't know when the man on the bed had fallen asleep, or maybe he was pretending to sleep. When the pair of Ruifeng eyes, which were always as cold as a clear pool, were closed, his facial features seemed less indifferent and distant.
"Wake up," she pushed his arm, "it's been more than two quarters of an hour. It's time for His Royal Highness to go back."
The other party's breathing was long, and it took a while before he opened his eyes, which showed a bit of fatigue.
He sat up, pinched his brows, and after waking up, looked at her and his son.
"Is your son full?"
"Well, my mother gave him half a bowl of rice oil, and he liked it very much."
"Give me a hug and I'll go back."
Chu Yao put her son in his arms. This time, the well-fed little baby did not resist him.
The little baby was teething and his gums were itchy. He liked to bite his stubbled chin. Pei Zhan was bitten by him until his saliva was all over his chin, but he didn't dislike it. His eyes were filled with tenderness...
The little kid was nibbling and nibbling, and suddenly stopped moving. He clenched his two little hands into small fists, wrinkled his nose and eyes, frowned his eyebrows and pursed his small mouth, and uttered a powerful "hmm"...
Suddenly a smell came over.
Pei Zhan's expression suddenly became stiff, but Chu Yao's expression remained normal: "My son has pooped, don't touch him."
It is normal for a child to defecate after eating. It is best not to move him at this time, wait for him to finish defecating quietly, and then clean him.
Chu Yao had already gone to prepare warm water, and Pei Zhan did not dare to move. He supported his son's small body and asked him to lie on her body, enduring the strange smell. It was not until he felt that his son was no longer exerting any effort that he called Chu Yao to hug him. Walk.
However, Chu Yao put the water basin next to the bed and did not go to hug her son. Instead, she looked at him leisurely: "As the father of the child, you have never changed a diaper for your son. This time you do it."
Pei Zhan was a little stunned: "I can't."
"It will be fine after changing it once..." Chu Yao urged him.
In the past, she and the nanny would mostly do this kind of thing, and would never bother him. Today, he took the initiative to bring the baby to his door. If he just held the baby for a while and then left, it would not be considered a complete success.
Chu Yao spread a thick cotton cloth on the bed and asked him to put his son on it to avoid soiling the bedding on the bed.
Pei Zhan did as he was told. The moment he opened the diaper, what was trapped in the diaper was completely released, and the strong smell spread out. The young and handsome father's breathing stopped, and there seemed to be a crack on his noble face...
Chu Yao smiled slightly: "Does it smell bad?"
Him: "It's okay, Wei Xun."
After a while...
"Hey..."
