Anyway, the little guy is innocent.

He knew nothing, and she promised him that she would never leave him.

The hateful thing is Josian.

How many women did he play with? Xiao Fanfan's mother, Fang Ya, and her.

Scum.

Ye Jiaqi hugged the quilt tightly and went to bed.

Qiao Sinian also took a shower, and after that, he sat on the sofa and smoked.

Outside the window, the stars and moon are deep, the fog is hazy, and the dew is deeper. The late autumn night is very cold, with a bone-like chill.

The living room is especially cold.

Qiao Sinian only wrapped in a nightgown, and his heart was very quiet.

The smell of tobacco spreads in the living room, the smoke rises, and memories spread out little by little.

Three years ago, Meng Chen brought him the little guy who survived from the insulated box.

The little guy is very light. Because he is born prematurely, he is much younger than an ordinary child. He is like a kitten, but he is much more interesting than a kitten, and he will cry, laugh and make trouble.

Big eyes, long eyelashes, small dimples.

No matter which angle, it looks very similar to him.

He had no feelings for children, but for the first time he hugged his own child, his heart, as hard as a stone, also softened.

Especially when the little thing smiled at him, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

He named him Qiao Chengfan.

From then on, there was another person in this world whom he could protect.

Thinking of this, Qiao Sinian opened his cell phone with a cigarette in his arms.

Last time they were having fun in the amusement park, they took a lot of photos.

There are Qiao Chengfan, Ye Jiaqi, and his.

Qiao Sinian opened the group photo and his eyes fell straight on him.

The little guy is seven minutes like him and three minutes like her.

...

In the early morning, the sun was very good, and the light shone in through the curtains, and white mist floated in the air, as ethereal as a fairyland.

Red maples are everywhere, and the autumn is strong.

Ye Jiaqi slept soundly, smashed his tongue and hugged the "pillow".

Qiao Sinian had already woken up, and he was lying in bed to process emails.

However, he couldn't get off with one arm under her pillow.

Ye Jiaqi's habit has not changed for many years.

When she first came to Qiao's house, she was young and timid and couldn't sleep at night.

Seeing that she was pitiful, he had to sleep with her at night.

She likes to lie on his arm so that she can fall asleep quickly and not be afraid.

Later, she became older and no longer the ignorant and young little girl, but grew into a graceful girl.

He avoided suspicion and never slept with her again.

Ye Jiaqi also understands the affairs of men and women, and no longer lets him accompany her.

For a while, the girl's heart first opened, and she would deliberately avoid him even when she saw him.

Ye Jiaqi turned over and rubbed into his arms.

The fire in Qiao Sinian's body rose up, but he still forced it down.

He put down his cell phone and touched her furry head with his big hand.

Her hair was very soft and black.

She didn't stop feeling too quiet all night. Her little hands grabbed the quilt and his clothes, and occasionally touched places that shouldn't have touched.

"Jo Sinian... Give me the baby..."

She murmured and frowned.

"Hmm?" Qiao Sinian also frowned and looked down at her.

That guy Qiao Chengfan is right, she will call his name when she sleeps.

"Bastard..." she cursed again.

“…”

The light shines on the floor and the bedroom is quiet.

suddenly--

Ye Jiaqi's little hand grabbed him!

"Hiss..." Qiao Sinian took a deep breath.
Chapter completed!