IX Cultivation

The young man who was supposed to be asleep said in an indifferent voice, "Stay with me obediently. He will stop making trouble after crying for a while."

Wan Ling didn't try to resist, he just watched the little boy in the little cradle blushing from crying, sobbing as if he was about to lose his breath, and he really realized that he was imprisoned by the young man behind him...

The last gleam of Wan Ling's black eyes dimmed.

The man felt sorry for the heart-piercing little guy who was crying. He finally had a tacit understanding with the little thing, knowing when this soft little creature needs to change its diaper, when it is hungry, and when it needs to be hugged. , but now can't do anything, this is also a kind of cruelty to a man who takes the little guy very seriously.

But maybe this is what the 'gentle lawyer Yan' really looks like.

Wan Ling lowered her eyelids mocking herself, until she heard the little thing crying tired and silent, the tense muscles all over her body relaxed.

He thought, this kind of day will not be too long.

No one can imprison a person for a long time in such a society, let alone when he came, he told Wan Mu that even if Wan Mu was bluffed by Yan Xi, then Ye Qingming would probably try his best to find him.

Thinking of this, Wan Ling suddenly felt helpless. He never thought that such a situation would happen one day, and he placed his hopes on a pervert who had raped him before.

Sure enough, the dream and the reality are still different.

Wan Ling vaguely remembered that Yan Xi in the dream had given him a temple tenderly and implicitly, but he had to think twice about taking him with him in the dream for fear of going wrong or being rejected; Ye Qingming in the dream was cloudy and sunny It may not be like two extremes, one is extremely yearning and envious of certain people, and the other is arrogant and wants to destroy everything; the spirit stone in the dream is hidden very deep, but the gentle, kind and pure kindness reveals its true face at the end, the reality is strictly known But he is a terminally ill patient, with a nostalgia in his eyes that can be seen at a glance, and he really looks like a little white rabbit; Tanlang will be paranoid and stubborn, and will not listen to anyone's words, but Tan Lang is not so decisive, and he does not stick to it. The original plan was to do something that he could not forgive; Lord Long...

Wan Ling paused.

he does not know.

Now they are just strangers.

Maybe they will never meet again in their lifetime, or maybe they will meet because of various things, but Wan Ling never thought of repeating the same mistakes again, he hates being cheated so much, it is enough to cheat on the same person once.

Because dreams are different from reality, aren't they?Even if it's the same person, it's not the Xiao Longjun who only tells cold jokes to make him happy, even if it's the same person...

He also has no love fruit to eat...

191. Hero

The little baby removed the last bottle of needles, leaving two medical adhesive tapes on his head and arms, blocking the small needle holes.

The baby was very sad when he cried, and he kept opening his mouth wide, like a weak kitten, with his soft paws curled up in front of his chest, kicking his calf, tears rolling down his face.

"Little Velvet." A tall and straight young man bent his sleeves and gracefully bent over to pick up the palm-sized baby. The baby wrapped in a small blue quilt still made noise without buying it, but the young man was not annoyed either. , looked at the little thing's long eyelashes with deep eyes, suddenly smiled lowly, and said in a magnetic voice, "If you keep crying, your clean-loving father will definitely not like you."

The baby couldn't understand, but was tired and sleepy, so he gradually fell asleep in the young man's arms.

This is a baby room prepared by a new father for his dear child. It is outrageously big, and there is a simple aunt standing next to it to take care of the baby all the time.

The young man who just became a father is much more mature than before. He no longer wears ear studs, and he no longer has the literary and artistic temperament that he used to achieve his goal. He seems to have suddenly lost his monotonous color and become more Steady and restrained.

He kissed the little baby's forehead, thought of something, and said to the little thing who didn't know anything: "If you are good, Daddy will count on you, you know?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. The young man looked at the respectful aunt next to him, and the aunt who was specially invited to take care of the young master understood and sat down on the chair beside the small bed.

The young man was wearing a custom-made shirt and trousers, with sapphire cuff buttons on the cuffs. He opened the door with a slender and strong hand. He was not surprised to see the assistant standing outside the nursery. He nodded slightly and walked out while listening to the assistant. :

"Mr. Wan hasn't come out since yesterday afternoon."

Ye Qingming raised his eyebrows slightly, motioning for his assistant to continue.

"Three hours ago, Mr. Yan went to Mr. Wan's parents' house to pick up a baby." The assistant said, "Our people can't go in. I don't know what happened. Do we need to do it now?"

"No need." Ye Qingming said lightly, "It's still early." He looked at the ancient clock with complicated patterns beside him, and said quietly, "He always doesn't care about anything, so it's not enough for him to thank me .”

Far from enough!

The assistant can't figure out who is the next Mr. Ye. He obviously likes someone, but he has to use calculations to get it. He is eager and worried, but he always wants to maximize his benefits. It seems that everything is under his control, but the truth is true. is that so?

But Ye Qingming didn't need anyone to understand, he only knew that the things he had done left him with no other way to go, he poured himself a glass of red wine, and the sweet aroma of the wine immediately filled his mouth, which made him Remember the feeling of another liquid rolling down your throat...

In the sentinel guide world, his guide had sat on his lap holding the back of his head and brought his nipples to his lips.

His cold guide always unintentionally made countless seductive little erotic moves that made him want to go crazy, and he unconsciously gave him intimacy, even though the feelings were still as flat as water, but Ye Qingming felt that he was happy.

The breastfeeding guide has a sweet body, and his body lines have softened a lot. His chest, which is slightly bigger and fuller than usual, feels very good to the touch. If he presses down maliciously, the guide will make a muffled groan, and then he will not Opened his hand happily and said 'don't make trouble'.

The milk had a slight fishy smell, the milk smell was strong, sweet but not greasy, his guide softened his waist after being sucked by him, his breath gently blew in his hair, and the unbearable voice kept coming out of his lips, like a bird The little paw quietly scratched his heart, seductively he pressed his Wan Ling directly on the bed, and then woke up the sleeping children...

The memories of those other worlds are Ye Qingming's most precious memories. He is very grateful that he can decisively cut off the connection between his own spirit and others, so that his guide belongs to himself only, otherwise... who knows What terrible things will happen?

You must know that in the world led by the sentinel, Yan Xi is the sentinel who was destroyed by his own spiritual power, Tan Lang is the heir to the prince who became an ordinary person in order to protect all spirits, and the other crazy matchup looks like Ye Ye. Qing Ming has no permission to see it, so this means that he is full of hostility towards all men in this world.

Ye Qingming vaguely knew that the virus in the world crazily swept across the alliance and killed his lover. The source was actually caused by an explosion in a laboratory, and that crazy partner was one of the researchers...

Ye Qingming had a strange intuition, he thought, if he hadn't tampered with his lover's record in the federal matchmaker, nothing would have happened afterwards, no virus, no death, but such unknown things made him feel that he would Losing all spirits, then...death is more acceptable to him.

After all, he will always be with him...

The young man licked his lips, his eyes fell on the beautiful light reflected in the wine glass, he curled up his lips, and smiled shallowly but sadly.

Because 'having had' is more painful than 'not having'.

He is ready to take Wan Ling away the day after tomorrow. A man has a fickle temper. He knows that if he stays with a man both softly and hard, Wan Ling will eventually get used to him. Wan Ling likes a plain and simple life, and they will gradually become like him. In that way, one day the man will still rely on him, and he will gradually become inseparable from him. If there is no accident, they will have children. This time, he will stay by the man's side and witness the growth and birth of their children...

Ye Qingming took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call, but after flipping through the address book for a while, Ye Qingming frowned reflexively when he saw the Chief Police Officer of the Organized Crime Division of a special operations group that was in the limelight recently. A strange sense of disgust arises.

In the end, Ye Qingming only asked some familiar police officers to cooperate with him to guard near Wan Ling's house, and after everything was arranged properly, he went out slowly and drove there himself.

[You are the hero of the alliance] The guide smiled and praised.

The sentinel stared at his guide with fiery eyes, and said [Is it yours too? 】

【certainly. 】The guide nodded, coaxing the baby in his arms, with a hint of warmth in his eyes,【It's ours. 】

Ye Qingming wants a man who is uniquely good to someone he has identified. He wants a man to smile lightly, he wants to rest on a man's lap, he wants it like crazy, his eyes are stained. Colors that people can understand.

"The hero is here to save you, my soul." The young man looked at the destination that gradually appeared in front of him not far away, and muttered to himself with a smile.

At this time, Wan Ling was thumped by Yan Xi's bed, Yan Xi's beautiful abdominal muscles rubbed against the man's soft belly, and the tip of his tongue rolled the man's swollen nipple into his lips, gently