IX Cultivation

They couldn't stand still, and the wound on their stomach was still aching, but the coldness in their eyes was real.

To be sad, there is definitely something, no matter how cold Wan Ling is, he is still human, he has always known that he does not like Yan Xi as much as Yan Xi likes him, but when he starts to care about the other party, he suddenly finds that the other party is not what he imagined , the huge gap in his heart made Wan Ling suddenly feel how stupid he was to feel palpitations when Yan Xi kissed his belly in the past days.

Wan Ling likes a soft little life very much. If it is his own, then the feeling will be even more different. The child will be born in anticipation, with the complete love of him and another person, making them a complete composition. A small family, and finally grow up slowly from a young age, will laugh silly, will fall in love early, will make them worry, that child will be as cute as Wan Ou, Wan Ling is ready to accept the new love with Yan Xi The addition of life, unfortunately, Yan Xi hid it too deeply, so that he still can't understand it until now.

Wan Ling himself still remembers the reason why he refuses to be with Tan Lang. Tan Lang is extremely stubborn and has some pathological possessiveness. Wan Ling doesn't like it. He even wakes up after being hit by a car and is affected by the dream. Unclear complex and fearful emotions.

He is a psychiatrist himself, and he has been dealing with abnormal people every day. He hopes to have a simple and ordinary relationship.

So there is Yan Xi.

Yan Xi has always done a perfect job, not overbearing or clingy, Yan Xi seems to be more inclined to understand, and also good at words, Yan Xi has a super good figure, strict and meticulous on weekdays but has a lot of fun in bed , Yan Xi is unexpectedly a little romantic, and the small love talk seems to be accumulated from watching too much romance during the second illness, but it makes Wan Ling feel cute from time to time.

Yan Xi sometimes looks at him with eyes that Wan Ling thinks are too deep, but in a blink of an eye, he disappears as if Wan Ling himself has misread it.

Yan Xi is considerate and never asks about Tan Lang, but when he is jealous, he hugs the man's waist from behind and says 'I'm jealous' and asks for comfort openly.

Wan Ling has been with such a person for more than three years, one year of love, two years of cohabitation, such a long time, but he never thought that a phone call would ruin everything...

The man felt sad in his heart, but he didn't reach the point where he wanted to cry. His lacrimal glands were not so developed yet, but his thoughts temporarily drifted to the child he gave birth to.

Let Wan Ling admit that she gave birth. In fact, there is pressure in her heart, but she is not particularly repulsive for some reason. Even the strange disease that appeared on her body-milk production-Wan Ling digests and accepts it strangely, as if she has experienced it before. Many, many times, I have become accustomed to it.

Running out, Wan Ou, who said he was going to call Yan Xi, has not come back yet. Wan Ling looked at the phone that he had hung up after hearing that he didn’t want to hear it. , Leaning on the wall to open the door and go out.

The wards here are a bit different from those of ordinary hospitals. There is no special decoration, but they look very comfortable. The nurses are always smiling, and the corridors are quiet but not gloomy. It's just that when the nurses see Wan Ling Under the smile was the panic that couldn't be concealed, and he said something that was obviously a reproach but no one would be angry: "Mr. Wan, you are not allowed to get out of bed now. If you move the wound around, there will be a scar, which may affect you in the future." .”

"Mr. Wan, please see the ward first. We will give you another injection. You need to rest." The nurse said, as if she didn't realize how shocking it is for a man to give birth.

Wan Ling listened, with a slight smile on his face that was not quite as bloody, he just said that he was fine and then asked: "I want to see them."

"How about this, Mr. Wan, the children are still young now, can I tell you to send them to your room in two days?" The nurse did her duty, and worriedly supported the man, knowing that the man can't even stand up straight now. impossible,

The man shook his head, he wanted to see it now, he didn't believe in Yan Xi, and he still didn't believe in Tan Lang.

Seeing Wan Ling's resolute attitude, a nurse left with an apologetic smile. Wan Ling didn't know if the little nurse had gone to inform someone, but the nurse who had been supporting him said to him: "In this case, Mr. Wan is after watching them. In the future, I should come back quickly, not to be tired."

Wan Ling nodded, and walked with the nurse, passing through a circular hall, and came to a spacious nursery without going downstairs.

The door was pushed open by the nurse, Wan Ling followed in and saw two small transparent boxes next to each other at a glance, there were only two of them, but there were surveillance probes placed everywhere, extremely tight.

Wan Ling was helped to sit next to two small boxes, with downcast eyes, the one on his right was bigger, the one on his left was much smaller, the big one already had a little soft hair, and his hands were placed on the Next to the head, the little face is round, with the chest heaving and falling, but the smaller one looks like a newborn cat, so soft that Wan Ling pursed his lips, but spent more time looking at the smaller one.

Wan Ling sat quietly in the nursery, unable to hug her little one yet, but just seeing the little one's sleeping face Wan Ling felt very happy, that kind of feeling to a man felt like father Wan telling him that he had After being touched by my own child, my tired heart beat warmly and tenderly.

There was a sudden sound of the door opening behind him. Wan Ling didn't turn his head, but the nurse who had been with him all the time turned her head and walked over. Finally, there was the sound of the door closing, and there was another person standing behind him to help him. an inescapable feeling.

Wan Ling thought that the person standing behind him was either Yan Xi or Tan Lang, but he didn't want to see any of them, and he didn't want to take care of those annoying things for the time being, so he focused on looking at the little one, and put his finger on the slightly smaller baby incubator. Thinking, I felt that I actually didn't have any hatred for this "evil species". Seeing that the little thing seemed to be able to be held up by myself with one hand, I suddenly laughed softly, but the voice behind me still surprised Wan Wan. Ling was taken aback.

"It seems that you like our child better." Ye Qingming quietly walked to the man's side from behind, looked at the premature baby in the incubator with a smile in his eyes, and then looked sideways at Wan Ling, revealing A smile similar to sweet, "I'm very happy."

"He's so small..."

"I can't even open my eyes..."

"I'll be a little like you when I grow up."

186. I'm an older brother

"What's wrong? See my expression?" Ye Qingming seems to be recovering very well. After not seeing him for a few months, the image of an elegant young man has returned to him. His slightly curly brown hair is shiny and looks good. Shining like a star.

Wan Ling's hands on the incubator were clenched tightly, and she didn't look at the other party, expressing that she didn't want to talk to the other party.

But Ye Qingming didn't seem to see the man's cold resistance, and while looking at the tiny baby, he said softly, "Son, your mother doesn't seem very happy... What should I do, come on." Smile and make him happy, okay?"

Wan Ling endured it, took his hand off the incubator, looked straight at Ye Qingming, and said, "Why are you here?"

When Ye Qingming laughed, he was probably a bit gentle, but his eyes were too aggressive, no matter how he tried to hide it, he was not a soft herbivore, he said: "I came to see you, I didn't expect it to be so soon, almost..." Ye Qingming didn't finish his sentence, but his eyes gradually became darker, and he changed the subject, "Xiao Rong is so small, I need to make up for it in the future, I have hired a babysitter abroad, and you won't Too hard."

Wan Ling frowned: "What are you talking about?! When did I say I would give him to you! What are you?!"

The man's indifferent appearance rejected people thousands of miles away, his eyes were indeed disgusted, Wan Ling said: "Get out of here."

He didn't want to talk to this person who changed his impression of him repeatedly, the most fundamental reason was that Ye Qingming raped himself when he let down his guard against him.

Wan Ling himself felt it was difficult to say that he was 'addicted to rape'. This kind of thing should never be his fault, but it happened for real.

Wan Ling even felt that Ye Qingming might be in the next game from the very beginning, since he was kidnapped with Ye Qingming, he never escaped.

Ye Qingming's smile didn't change, he said: "Wan Ling, I gave our son a nickname 'Little Rong', what do you think? Fluffy, very cute, right?"

Wan Ling simply stood up, clutching his stomach, frowning tightly, not wanting to talk to Ye Qingming, but suddenly took a deep breath, sat back down, looked at Ye Qingming carefully, and found that Ye Qingming seemed to be in a hurry, as if he just came here in a hurry, and said, "Ye Qingming, what do you want?" When the man said this, he had already calmed down.

Ye Qingming smiled and didn't speak, his eyes were a bit sad, but they flashed by, Wan Ling couldn't catch it, but it didn't mean he couldn't feel it, he had the illusion that the person in front of him was different from before.

Ye Qingming said: "Wan Ling, you know."

Yes, Wan Ling knew it, but didn't understand it. To Ye Qingming, Wan Ling was a victim, but he didn't want to face Ye Qingming with that attitude. The matter was over, the man had his own plans, and he suddenly He smiled slightly, shallowly, and a little tired, and the man said: "Well, I know, you like me, and then you raped me when I didn't know, now you are going to take my son away or what, Ye Qingming , I’m asking you, what exactly do you want?”

"I want you