After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

The magnificent morning sun hits the large double bed softly through the white gauze curtains.Song Liang was half asleep and half awake and was about to stretch, but he couldn't move.

He opened his sleepy eyes suspiciously, and found that he was being embraced by Ouyang Wan, who was gently pressing his injured hand with one hand, and resting his hand on his swollen belly.

On the shoulder is Ouyang Wan's handsome sleeping face, which can be kissed by turning his head slightly.The thin lips fell on his chin like a dragonfly, and the people behind him moved.

Song Liang quickly lowered his head, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Ouyang slept a little dazed late, but his arms involuntarily hugged the person in front of him tightly.Last night, he was afraid that this person would touch his injured hand when he fell asleep, so after much deliberation, he could only hold him in his arms and forcefully stop him from moving around.

He touched Song Liang's abdomen lightly, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, which was a happy arc.I dare not think at all that he can also have the happiness of ordinary people, have a family, and have children.Although the beginning was absurd, but now everything is just right.It was as if a ray of light came into his life, and he was no longer afraid of the coming of the night.He suddenly felt a little grateful for the kindness of life, how wonderful, a new life is thriving.

The child was amused and excited, and moved his fists and feet happily.He obviously felt the ups and downs in his hands, and there was a silly smile on his face.

Ouyang Wan lowered her head and was playing vigorously with the child, completely unaware that Song Liang's brows were furrowed, and a layer of sweat broke out from the pain on his forehead.Unbearable, he grabbed Ouyang Wan's hand that was beating on his stomach. "Have you played enough?" The voice was not loud, but it was enough to express his anger.

"I...you woke up..." Ouyang Wan hurriedly withdrew his hand, and when he looked up, he found Song Liang's face was sweaty, and his lips were a little white from the pain.

"Does it hurt?" He anxiously wiped his face with his sleeve. "I'm sorry, I was so happy to see it move that I didn't notice." He was full of guilt.

Song Liang strenuously half stood up and leaned against the head of the bed, his right hand kept making circles on his abdomen, but it didn't help at all.He lowered his head to suppress the escaping breath, he couldn't help cursing, probably because he was pregnant with a monkey, jumping up and down.

Ouyang Wan was really frightened by this situation, he half-knelt beside him in panic.Song Liang's face turned pale from the pain, and his hands were even more bruised.

Ouyang Wan didn't dare to touch that person, his palms were sweating nervously.It wasn't until Song Liang was overwhelmed by the pain that he let go of his strength that he stepped forward to gently hold his hand. "Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Song Liang was too tired to answer.Ouyang Wan put a pillow behind him, turned around and went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of warm water.Carefully wiped off those sweat stains, and gathered the thin quilt on his body.

"Take a break. I'll prepare breakfast. Call me if you need anything." Ouyang Wan quickly packed up and walked out.

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Sure enough, the kitchen is his world.The two fried eggs in the pan were plump and golden in color, the black rice porridge in the casserole exuded a sweet aroma, and the two pieces of bread just jumped up in the bread machine.

The sharp fruit knife reflected his sharp eyes, and after several times of raising and lowering the knife, the bananas, apples, and cantaloupe in front of him were all turned into small pieces, and a fruit platter was formed.

Everything hits the spot!His eyebrows raised happily, perfect...

He hummed a brisk tune, clapped his hands, and dusted himself off, hiding merit and fame deeply.Opening the glass door of the kitchen, he met those eyes as dark as the long night.

He staggered and almost fell to the ground, but he stabilized his body and stood upright like a child, flustered as if being inspected by the leader.No, he has never been so flustered during the inspection by the leader.

"Do you want me to help?" Song Liang looked at him.

"Ah? No, no, I've already fixed it. You go and sit down, and I'll bring it out right away." He scratched his head in embarrassment. Song Liang saw his stupidity just now, and he was really ashamed to face others.

"Let me help you." Song Liang walked towards him.

Ouyang Wan gently supported him, "The smell of oily smoke is heavy, don't go in."

An ordinary morning, an ordinary breakfast, an ordinary life.The difference is that the person in front of him is Ouyang Wan, the boy he keeps in his heart.

Maybe everyone will meet a special person in his life. Your eyes always follow him, and you are willing to give everything to exchange the most ordinary things with him.

Just like at this moment, a one-meter-wide table, sitting opposite each other, is the best happiness.

Ouyang Wan secretly observed Song Liang while drinking porridge.The man seemed to have a good appetite today, and a smile appeared on his face.

However, seeing the bandages on Song Liang's left hand and arm, his expression suddenly dimmed. He sat up straight and said, "Song Liang."

"Huh?" Song Liang put down the spoon and looked up suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"Don't block the gun for me in the future, and don't let yourself get hurt. Tell me if there is something you can't solve, and I can share it for you." He sat upright, looking a little stiff but loud. "I can protect myself, and I can protect you, so, can you try to rely on me?"

Song Liang looked at him silently, as if digesting what he said.He changed his expression several times, and finally understood the meaning behind it.He lowered his head slightly and stirred the bowl of porridge, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the child."

Ouyang Wan almost petrified on the spot, so it really wasn't because of the child.Because he couldn't explain clearly, anyway, it was definitely not about Little Bean Sprouts.Song Lianghui was wrong, and he didn't have the courage to say it again, so he took the words bravely. "Um."

He felt that the atmosphere was getting awkward, so he could only quickly change the subject, "Song Liang, what are your plans in the future? How are you going to live after the divorce?"

The spoon knocked on the rim of the bowl with his hand, making a crisp sound, Song Liang was a little flustered. "Ouyang Wan, can I have the custody of the child? You can come over anytime you want to see the child." He forked a piece of cantaloupe seemingly normally, but there was a hint of earnestness in his words.

Is Song Liang begging him?This realization made Ouyang Wan panic for a while.In my impression, Song Liang is always cold and fearless, this is not like Song Liang, perhaps, he never really knew this man.But he didn't want to give in when it involved the little bean sprouts. He buried his head in a mouthful of porridge, thought for a while and raised his head, "Why don't we raise them together?"

"Huh?" Song Liang glanced at him upon hearing the words, "What do you mean?"

"Song Liang, I don't want to lose custody of the child." Ouyang Wan said seriously what he really thought.

"Ouyang Wan, you can regenerate with others in the future, so why do you have to grab this child from me?" There was an undercurrent at the dinner table that was still peaceful just now, and Song Liang's eyes were ruthless, but under the ruthlessness It was his hidden fear.

"Don't be angry." Ouyang Wan was a little discouraged for a moment. After all, he has lived for more than 20 years and has seen a lot of things in the world. His status may be higher than Song Liang's.But in front of Song Liang, the tiger always turns into a dog, and the hero is useless.An inexplicable grievance welled up in his heart, but what was the grievance? It wasn't because he wanted to suffer the grievance himself.

What else can I do?This is a complete blow...

In the future, the post-divorce him should never have children with others again. Xiaodou Sprout may be the only heir of Ouyang's family. Even if he doesn't want custody rights, how can his parents agree?He will probably be scolded by his parents.

He thought for a while, stood up and walked to sit next to Song Liang, "I don't need custody, but you have to promise me three conditions."

"Tell me." Song Liang became the president of the Zongheng shopping mall in an instant, and it was no longer Ouyang Wan in front of him, but a businessman—Mr. Ouyang.

"Let me think about it," Ouyang Wan tapped the edge of the table with her fingertips, quickly organizing her words.

"Think about it slowly, except for the custody of the child, everything else is fine." Song Liang drank the porridge unhurriedly.

"First, don't allow yourself to get hurt for any reason, I don't want to see you lying on the hospital bed again; second, take good care of yourself and your children, eat on time and go to bed early, rest when you are tired, and I will help you if you need something." Hold on, you have to trust me, I can protect you." He tilted his head to look at Song Liang, very solemnly.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Wan would mention such a condition, Song Liang was very surprised, but still tried his best to calm himself down. "The first condition, I can only promise you that I will try my best not to hurt myself. You should know what I do. Sometimes it is unavoidable. The second condition, um...you can agree."

"Okay." Ouyang Wan responded in a low voice, as if he had compromised again, and he couldn't do without compromise. He was always at a loss for Song Liang. "What about the third condition?"

"I haven't thought about the third one yet. I'll tell you when I think about it later."

"Well, the account is on." Ouyang Wan agreed, but he never dreamed that he would lose Song Liang because of this.

No one can predict the future, so there is so much regret and unwillingness in this world.