Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

Cheng Qiyan ushered in a long recovery period again, as if an invisible hand was pushing him towards Tan Yuran, when he needed someone to take care of him most, he was always by his side.

Same as last time, I can't take care of myself, and everything needs others to do it for me, and embarrassment always comes out to cause trouble.But gradually, as the days went by, I got used to it... Habits, that terrible thing that can corrode people's hearts unconsciously...

And Xiaoting seems to like Tan Yuran very much. When Cheng Qiyan was lying on the bed, the two people, one big and one small, made him laugh like living treasures, and the tacit cooperation was like performing a double reed.

Whenever the pain strikes, the father always pretends to be fine in front of his daughter, and the daughter always dubiously wipes the cold sweat off his father's forehead.

And that happiness is enough to dissolve all pain.

This recovery period can be said to be a happy one, but because of the existence of Tan Yuran, it is full of contradictions and confusion.

When he could barely take care of himself, Cheng Qiyan drove away Tan Yuran involuntarily, not because he hated him so much, but because he owed a penny for favors, and Cheng Qiyan had already finished the previous ones...

Half a month later, Cheng Qiyan ended his life in the ward. His injury was said to be mild but he almost lost his life. It was said to be serious but healed quickly. The main reason was excessive blood loss. Under the double attack of Xiaoting and Tan Yuran, Cheng Qiyan recently I eat more supplements than I have put together in my entire life. In addition to eating and sleeping, who said that the life of a pig is very comfortable?

The father and daughter packed their bags and left the hospital, and returned to their long-lost home. After all these ordeals, their daughter became Cheng Qiyan's precious lump.

Pushing open the door of the house that has been empty for a long time, the cold breath rushes towards the face. When the light in the entrance is turned on, the first thing that catches the eye is the ornamental fish with the belly up in the fish tank, which seems to have been dead for a long time.

Cheng Qiyan squeezed his nose and used a colander to scoop out the corpses in the fish tank, threw them into a black garbage bag, and brought them downstairs, where he found a green belt for them to be buried in the ground. Xiao Ting then held a funeral for him.

Yuzu opened the door of the refrigerator, and the overwhelming stench hit his face, spoiled beef, moldy bread, and expired milk, Cheng Qiyan's eyes darkened, and he had to clean up again!I hate doing housework the most!

The troubles in front of us are like a huge mountain, but we have to remove them bit by bit before we can face the next business.

Early the next morning, in the bathroom——

Where the blade passes, the white foam produced by the shaving cream is shaved off from the chin, leaving the handsome face refreshed and clean.

Cheng Qiyan bent down and greeted a kiss from his precious daughter.

"Are you still stuck?"

"No more piercing!"

Accompanied by the girl's melodious noise like silver bells, Cheng Qiyan got dressed in front of the mirror.

Dressed casually, with a pair of white slacks under a black turtleneck and a pair of canvas shoes.

He rarely dresses like this, and it's good not to go to work.

Take Xiao Ting and drive to the school.

Along the way, the sound of playfulness continued.

Life seems to be as usual, starting the day with the lovely alarm ringing in the morning, staying in bed persistently, and suddenly having some nostalgic takeaways are still the father and daughter's self-entertainment.