Ye Jiaqi burst out laughing: "You have the nerve to say, did your father spank you?"

"No, dad won't hit me."

When talking about Lao Qiao, Qiao Chengfan felt warm in his heart, both loving and hating.

“We are not allowed to wet the bed tonight.”

"No, the baby is so old."

Ye Jiaqi sat on Qiao Sinian's bed, his heart was empty and I didn't know what it felt.

Qiao Chengfan turned on the TV while eating the potato chips in his hand.

Qiao Sinian's bedroom is very spacious, with bright and clean floor-to-ceiling windows. A shiny light shines in from the window and falls all over the floor.

Qiao Chengfan sat obediently on the bed, while Ye Jiaqi stared at the little guy's face, staring blankly.

As she looked at it, she habitually stretched out her hand and wanted to touch him.

Her caution was like touching an old porcelain, and she was afraid that if she was not careful, the porcelain would break in her hands again.

She dared not be careful.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were full of luster and brightness, brighter than the sunlight outside the window.

My heart was trembling, and my fingers were shaking.

"Little Fanfan..."

"Hmm, Qiqi?" Qiao Chengfan turned his head and looked at her.

"Sit in Qiqi's arms." Ye Jiaqi spread his arms.

Qiao Chengfan looked at Ye Jiaqi with big eyes like purple grapes, and was very flattered.

He jumped into Ye Jiaqi's arms with a whirlwind!

For a moment, Ye Jiaqi hugged him tightly and did not let go.

The little guy is soft and very small.

It seemed as if she let go, the little guy would run away.

Just like she had dreams countless times, she didn't care about the baby, the baby ran away, and she never wanted her again...

Never want it again...

Ye Jiaqi's reaction surprised Qiao Chengfan a little, but he still liked Qiqi's arms.

He was lying in Ye Jiaqi's arms like a kitten, allowing Ye Jiaqi to touch his head.

His little hands grabbed a piece of potato chips for her to eat from time to time.

Ye Jiaqi ate it with a smile.

She looked at Qiao Chengfan's face greedily. Although some thoughts only showed a bud, this bud... gave her endless hope.

The little guy is very familiar with Ye Jiaqi, and he will only be particularly naughty in front of Ye Jiaqi.

He rubbed Ye Jiaqi's waist for a while, hugged her neck for a while, and kept making trouble.

Ye Jiaqi let him make trouble because he was a lively and cute little guy, not a dream.

She could feel his body temperature and his heartbeat...

He is a real baby.

Ye Jiaqi's memory suddenly jumped to the cold operating table again.

That memory was the most painful memory in her heart, and she didn't dare to touch it easily.

Now, she took the initiative to open that memory.

On the cold operating table, she was alone and had no way to ask for help.

She cried and shouted, but no one responded.

She was knocked unconscious and could not remember anything. When she woke up, the baby in her belly was gone.

Memory is so painful that when you touch it a little, you will feel bloody.

Ye Jiaqi's heart contraction.

Qiao Chengfan hugged Ye Jiaqi's neck: "Qiqi, let's go to the movies? Or take a hot spring bath!"

Ye Jiaqi was disturbed by his sweet and glutinous voice, and she glanced out the window-

It was the setting sun, colorful clouds covered the sky, and the white clouds were dyed orange, which was particularly beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

At this time, it's really suitable to take a hot spring bath.
Chapter completed!