Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

Murong Qin also blushed and was at a loss: "Look at what I am doing? Is there a flower on my face?"

"what did you just say."

Murong Qin put down his chopsticks, crossed his hands and said solemnly, "I'm sorry, I'll tell you as many times as you want to hear."

"Ha," Bai Qingjiu covered his face and couldn't help but want to laugh: "You will say sorry too, the dignified President Murong, you will say sorry."

"I said I'm sorry, but it's okay to answer."

Bai Qingjiu's laughter stopped abruptly: "That's what children are taught, we are adults now."

Don't adults have the right to be forgiven?Is there no way to fix the mistakes made by adults?

Ah Jing faced the wall in thought, and rubbed her little belly: "Baby is so hungry, did Daddy forget me, huh..."

Bai Qingjiu shouted: "Ah Jing, come and eat."

"Yeah!" Ah Jing ran over and stretched out her little hand: "Daddy wants to hug."

Bai Qingjiu took a pair of chopsticks and put them in the middle: "Sit down and eat by yourself."

"Woo..." Ah Jing puffed up, "I can't reach it."

Bai Qingjiu tied a small apron in front of him, picked up the small bowl and chopsticks: "Hold it."

"Fufufu, it's hot."

"Blow it on and it won't be hot."

Ah Jing hugged the bowl, pitifully full of grievances: "Daddy..."

Murong Qin crazily eats noodles, don't look at me, your father and I cannot protect ourselves, we cannot save you.

It's not that Bai Qingjiu doesn't care about children, too much pampering will only backfire, Ah Jing is already a big child, not a crying baby in his arms.

Murong Qin talked about his strict father, but in fact he was covering up and conniving, and it was enough to cry when he got into trouble. If this goes on, who will be able to subdue this little ancestor in the future.

That being the case, the bad guys let me do it.

Bai Qingjiu stared at him sternly: "Finish."

"Wow, I'm full."

"Did the teacher teach you that children should not waste food?"

"But Dad said, our family is not short of money."

Bai Qingjiu patted down the chopsticks: "Murong Qin!"

"Yes! I, I, I... that's not what I said."

"From today on, I will teach the child."

"Okay, listen to you, and teach me by the way, okay?"

"Ah Jing belongs to me during the day, you work, and you belong to you at night, and I paint."

Murong Qin looked confused: "We only have one child, we can't be divided into two halves, should we still live apart?"

Bai Qingjiu put away the bowls and chopsticks: "It's getting late, President Murong, please go back."

"A Jing is so young, you are willing to let him have no father for a while, and you have not been with him for four years, you are really so cruel."

Bai Qingjiu washed the dishes with his back to him, and said in a flat tone, "I'm cruel, it's because you taught me well."

Murong Qin sighed, turned around and called Ah Jing: "Let's go."

Ah Jing was overwhelmed, and sneezed "Puff", and then Murong Qin's earth-shattering voice came: "A Jing, what's wrong with you! Is there something wrong?"

Ah Jing rubbed her nose: "Daddy, I..."

"You must have caught a cold. The wind is so strong at night, and it will snow heavily later, Ah Jing, how will Daddy take care of you alone?"

Bai Qingjiu wiped his hands and came out: "What's wrong?"

Murong Qin ignored the paint all over his body, and hugged Ah Jing in his arms: "The child has caught a cold, and he needs to take a hot bath as soon as possible. Jiujiu, can you turn on the hot water?"

Ah Jing was too scared to speak: "emmm..."

Bai Qingjiu didn't dare to make fun of Ah Jing's health, so he quickly turned on the hot water heater in the bathroom and shouted, "It's done."

Murong Qin took off Ah Jing's coat: "Huh~ It's so dirty."

"Daddy, I don't want to wash."

"No, you want to."

Murong Qin soaked the naked Ah Jing in the water, and the paint on his hands couldn't be wiped clean. The paint got wet, and he slapped paw prints. It's rare that Daddy is not as fierce as before, so he has to bully him.

Murong Qin clenched his fists tightly, I'm not angry, my own, I still rely on him to stay here tonight.

Bai Qingjiu brought a bag of salt: "Stretch out your hand."

"Hee hee, don't."

"I count three two one."

Ah Jing stretched out her hand obediently, staring at her eyes and not daring to move, Murong Qin never expected this situation: "Jiu Jiu, he is actually afraid of you, is it because you are too fierce, you were not like this before."

Bai Qingjiu ignored him, and continued to rub Ah Jing's hands, the paint was finally washed off, Bai Qingjiu squeezed his fleshy little hands: "Are you afraid of me?"

Ah Jing nodded, then shook her head quickly: "Daddy said, you are very kind and gentle, and you are the person who loves me the most in the whole world."

Bai Qingjiu glanced at Murong Qin, then looked at the child, his eyes softened: "I'm sorry, I didn't grow up with you."

"No, it's enough for me to have a father."

Tong Yanwuji, maybe "father" is just a noun in his heart, without any real meaning, but to Bai Qingjiu, it directly pierces his heart.

It is enough to have a daddy, daddy can give him everything, spoil him and love him, even if he says he doesn't care or wants it, and even almost killed him back then, but now he is reluctant to touch a single hair of him.

Bai Qingjiu let go of his hand, took a little breath, turned and left the bathroom.

Murong Qin was in a complicated mood. Of course he was happy to hear the child say that he was the most important thing, but he undoubtedly offended his wife.

"A Jing, he is your father, if I fall into the river with him, you must save him first, you understand?"

Ah Jing bit her finger, still didn't understand: "But...why didn't he want me before."

"It's not that he doesn't want you, it's that he doesn't want me. Why are you angry? It's because I want to trouble him." Murong Qin picked up a towel and wrapped him up: "A Jing, can I sleep alone tonight?"

"Baby is afraid of the dark."

"What are you afraid of? Daddy will help you teach bad daddy a lesson and tell him not to run away again."

"Okay, okay."

Murong Qin put Ah Jing in the small room, where he slept here when he was young, but later Murong's family moved out because of busy affairs, now, nothing can compare to getting the white wine back.

He hid, into the most obvious and solitary corners.

"Jiujiu, I know you're here."

A pen fell on the ground, the underground warehouse did not turn on the lights, Bai Sake sat in front of the drawing board, it was pitch black.

Murong Qin chuckled and said, "Is it possible to draw like this? Is the painting good or not?"

Bai Qingjiu piled aside Ah Jing's destroyed paintings, picked up the spilled paint, and it seemed that everything had returned to its original state, but he couldn't draw exactly the same paintings at all.

Bai Qingjiu held his head at a loss: "Can't you just let me be quiet for a while? I don't want to see you, I'm annoyed when I see you."

"Jiujiu, escaping can't solve the problem, you are afraid, afraid that everything is not what you want, right?"

Bai Qingjiu covered his face and wept silently. There were no windows in the ground floor, but it seemed as if a ray of moonlight had poured in, making his back chill.

Murong Qin hugged him and leaned in his arms: "Don't be afraid, haven't we come back? We will make up for what we missed and lost, and I will never leave you again."

"It's my fault, I'm a fugitive and I don't deserve to be forgiven."

Bai Qingjiu didn't want to be too sad in front of him, so he turned around and ran away. Murong Qin hugged his back and got stuck on the last step: "I'm the same as you, we're all fugitives."

Bai Qingjiu broke down and roared: "But you have been with him for four years, I haven't! When I left, he was only a month old, and he almost starved to death. I can't help it, I really can't help it, it's the first time I feel lonely How horrible, I would rather never go back to the past, I would rather die the day the plane crashes."

"What nonsense, you can't die, isn't everything all right now? The child won't blame you, blame you, only me."

Bai Qingjiu smiled coldly: "Why do you blame me?"

Murong Qin pressed him behind the door, and looked at him thoroughly with dark eyes: "Of course I blame you, I blame you for being lukewarm, I blame you for pushing me away again and again, I blame you for not knowing, How much I love you."

After speaking, he kissed fiercely, grabbed the struggling hand behind his back, and hugged him tightly.

In the dark underground, in the messy studio, without knowing it, they left their shadows in every place.

"Say, say you know you were wrong, and say you won't run away again."

"Murong Qin, you did it on purpose."

"I did it on purpose. How could I leave you here alone? I wish I could be with you every day and do this every moment."

"Oh, I really hate you, and your self-righteous desire to control."

"You promise me, don't run anymore, I won't be like before, I will treat you well, and I will give you whatever you want."

Bai Qingjiu gritted his teeth: "Dogs can't change eating shit."

"I've never heard you swear, but you're also cute when you say swear."

"..."

Murong Qin fumbled in the dark with his fingers, and took out a box: "This is today's pair of rings, if you put it on for me, I will take it as your promise."

That time, when Murong Qin gave him the ring, he thought to himself: It would be great if it was a pair of rings, one for each person, and he can proudly tell everyone that Murong Qin is his lover, and no one can take it away.

But now, Bai Qingjiu is not happy at all: "Is it necessary?"

Murong Qin pressed against his ear: "I want the whole world to know that you are mine."

"A ring, what can it represent?"

"On behalf of I love you, I am willing to share all the joys and sorrows with you, and I am willing to spend time with you in the past and the future. I want to grow old with you, and I want to give you the power to sign my only death notice."

Bai Qingjiu grasped the wooden drawing board tightly, his nails sank deeply, and his body trembled uncontrollably: "Stop talking."

Murong Qin picked up the ring and put it tightly on his ring finger: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your consent."

Bai Qingjiu gritted his teeth: "Shameless."

Murong Qin stuffed another ring between his teeth, he clenched it tightly, and it was easy for his fingers to pass through.

"Very good, very beautiful, Jiujiu, from today on, how about we legally raise a child together?"

Bai Qingjiu was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"Let's get married."