True Master Feeding Guide

It was an old residential building.

The corridors are full of smelly garbage.

He didn't have time to look at it, but ran upstairs eagerly.

In front of the rusty door, the young captain of the criminal police silently smoked a cigarette. When he saw him coming, he slightly raised his eyelids.

At that moment, he seemed to see pity and sympathy flashing in his eyes, and he heard him say: "Go in, the person is in the bathroom."

"He didn't allow anyone to touch him, and drove our people out. It might be better if you go in."

There was buzzing in his ears, and he could only see the opening and closing of the young captain's lips. It took him a while to understand what he meant.

He slowly pushed the iron door open, and the white shirt that was violently torn on the ground broke into his eyes mercilessly.

The living room was in a mess, silently telling him what kind of suffering his Shen Yan had experienced here.

There was nothing left in his mind.

He stepped on the condom that still contained the dried white liquid, and walked towards the bathroom step by step.

When standing in the bathroom ticket, he hardly dared to reach out and push the door.After a while, he pushed the door open with all his strength, but he couldn't muster up the courage to take another step inside.

What did he see?

His child, his Yanyan, was curled up in the bathtub filled with water, his white and jade-like skin was covered with unsightly marks, blue and purple, which made him dare not look directly at it.

He wished he could protect the child in his arms, his eyes were red and swollen from crying, but he still bit the back of one hand desperately to prevent himself from making a sound.

The dark red, viscous scarlet liquid dripped slowly from the corners of his lips, and smeared in the dirty water, exuding a thrilling coquettishness.

those people……

Those beasts!

Lu Ye came back to his senses suddenly, lowered his voice and continued to coax: "Yanyan, listen to your husband, listen to your husband."

"We're back, you haven't..."

Shen Yan cried until her voice became hoarse, "No...husband, I still remember...I still remember, I can't forget..."

Lu Ye frowned, and coaxed him in another way: "Yanyan, it's over."

He said softly: "My husband will protect you, Yanyan, don't be afraid."

"Yanyan, husband protects you..."

"Will be fine."

"My Yanyan is very clean, not dirty at all..."

He did not know how many times he repeated it before the boy in his arms calmed down a little, hiccupped to stop his tears, but still stuck to him as if he was afraid that he would leave.

Lu Ye sighed softly.

Thinking of the cool autumn night, they had blown the wind on the balcony for so long, Lu Ye touched the young man's hand holding the hem of his clothes, and sure enough, it was icy cold.

"Yanyan, can my husband carry you in?"

The child's mood stabilized, and he returned to his usual obedience. He nodded, but his voice still had a strong nasal sound: "...um."

Lu Ye picked up the child, went straight to the bedroom, put him on the edge of the bed and sat down, then knelt down and touched his feet.

Just now Shen Yan ran out without shoes, and now his feet are colder than his hands.

Lu Ye first warmed his feet with his hands, then lowered his head and kissed his slender and fair ankles, coaxing softly: "Yanyan, husband, go get some hot water to scald your feet, okay?"

Shen Yan hesitated for a moment, but he was really obedient as hell. After pursing his lips, a small smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Yeah."

He obviously didn't want to laugh.

Lu Ye's eyes became hot, and he looked away in a little panic. His heart seemed to be blocked by a ball of wet cotton, and he was so dull that he couldn't breathe.

He went out to get hot water and brought it in, then went to the refrigerator to get a bag of ice cubes and handed it to Shen Yan for him to use on his eyes, and then turned around and went out.

The child hesitated, stretched out his hand and carefully grabbed his little finger, "Husband."

"Huh?" Lu Ye turned around.

The child pursed his lips, and there was a little nervousness and pleading in his eyes: "...don't go."

Lu Ye hooked his fingers, held his hand in the palm of his backhand, and explained to him patiently: "Yanyan, you have been blowing cold wind for a long time just now, my husband is going to cook some ginger soup, be good? "

The child was silent for a while, then let go of his hand.

Lu Ye understood what he meant, hooked his lips, stretched out his hand to pinch his earlobe, turned and went out.

But not long after he arrived in the kitchen, the child ran out and stood at the door looking at him.

Lu Ye caught a glimpse of him, lost all temper, resigned himself to his fate, walked over, knelt down and reached out to hold his feet and asked, "Stop soaking?"

He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that the child's feet had warmed up.

The child shook his head, looked down at him, and whispered, "Hold."

Lu Ye raised the corners of his lips, embraced him as he said, and looked down at the child's eyes carefully.

After crying for so long, my eyes are still red.

He frowned: "Where's the ice pack? Why don't you put it on? Your eyes might be swollen tomorrow."

The child was like a rabbit, with red eyes arched in his arms, and he replied in a hoarse voice, "Bing."

Lu Ye laughed, raised his hand and gently pinched the child's earlobe: "Do you still know about ice? Remember not to cry like this next time."

While talking softly to Shen Yan, he was boiling ginger soup, and when it was done, he poured the dark soup into a white porcelain bowl and handed it to the child in his arms.

Shen Yan raised his eyes for a glance, wrinkled his delicate nose subconsciously, and turned his head away.

Really like a child.

Lu Ye laughed, and when the child gave him a fierce look with red eyes, he coughed lightly and stopped laughing.

This rabbit is quite fierce.

He thought it was fun, pinched the child's earlobe again, and coaxed softly: "Come on, Yanyan, my husband put the sugar in."

In the end, he couldn't hold it back, and a slight smile overflowed from his lips: "You are so grown up, do you still need your husband to feed you?"

The child glared at him again, then took the bowl obediently, and finished the ginger soup in small sips while pinching his nose.

Seeing his cute appearance, Lu Ye felt itchy, and after he finished drinking, he kissed him on the cheek, and suddenly remembered another thing.

The smile on his face faded a little, and after hesitating for a while, he thought about it and said, "Yanyan, tomorrow... can you go to the doctor with your husband?"

Shen Yan paused, but didn't understand what he meant, and looked up at him with a pair of black and white eyes sparkling with water.

Lu Ye's speech slowed down, and he observed the child's reaction while speaking: "Let's go to the doctor we knew before...it's Miss Wang Qing, is that okay?"

Although they are called Sister Wang Qing, in fact, when they found her in the previous life, she was already over 50 years old.

She doesn't look old, and she looks like she is in her 50s in her 30s, and she is very familiar, so after they got acquainted with each other, they called her sister directly.

Wang Qing can be regarded as an authoritative person in the field of psychotherapy. She has been engaged in medical research in this field and has rich experience. She has seen [-] or [-] patients in this field. This is why Lu Ye chose her in her previous life.

Now that Shen Yan is in good times and bad times, although he has taken care of Shen Yan for a long time and barely understands a little bit, it is better to find a professional to look at it.

Shen Yan has been in contact with Wang Qing for some time. Except for Lu Ye, the person he barely rejects is Wang Qing, and it just so happens that, according to what Wang Qing said in the previous life, she should have just come to City A not long ago in this life, so Lu Ye Ye Ye decided to take him to find Wang Qing.

The child froze, not knowing what he was thinking, but he didn't respond anyway.

Lu Ye frowned, then turned his eyes, with a relaxed smile on his face, "Didn't Sister Wang Qing say that she looked like a teenager when she was in her 40s? Let's go and see her?"

Shen Yan was silent, and after a while, he lowered his head and put his hand into his palm seriously, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Only then did Lu Ye heave a sigh of relief, and smiled: "Then shall I call her sometime?"

The child still didn't look up: "Yes."

Now Lu Ye was relieved, bent down and picked up the child horizontally, put him on the bed in the bedroom, then went out and took another ice pack and came back to gently apply his eyes.

This is indeed a bit cold, and the child subconsciously avoided it.

Lu Ye smiled, but didn't give in to him any more, and put a hand on the back of his head to fix his head.

Shen Yanbi had no choice but to stay still in a huff.

After being frozen for a while, Lu Ye reckoned that it was almost time before he let go of the person, but he didn't expect that as soon as he let go, the child turned around and shrank into the bed, with his back turned to him, looking like a puffed up dog. puffer fish.

This kid.

After tidying up, Lu Ye lay on the bed, ready to reach out to hug his daughter-in-law into his arms and coax her, but before anyone could touch her, the daughter-in-law hid inside again.

Gee.

Lu Ye really lost his temper, so he coaxed again in a good voice: "Are you angry? Wife?"

Shen Yan ignored him and shrank back inside again.

Lu Ye thought it was funny, so he pressed the child into his arms with a little force, and rubbed against the boy's neck like a big dog, and whispered while rubbing: "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law!" ..."

Shen Yan frowned delicately and pushed him: "You are so annoying... Lu Ye, your wife is gone!"

Lu Ye laughed, and kissed his tender cheek: "Are you not angry?"

Shen Yan frowned, paused, and buried himself in his arms as if taking a sigh of relief, with a muffled voice: "...um."

He hooked his lips, and patted the child's back skillfully. After tossing and tossing for so long in the middle of the night, Shen Yan was really tired, and soon fell asleep in the hem of the clothes he was holding tightly in his arms .

Shen Yan usually looks very gentle when he is not talking, but as long as he falls asleep, he will inexplicably produce an innocent temperament, just like now.

The crow-feather-like eyelashes were gently drawn down, creating a trance illusion, as if a pair of white wings that could prove his identity as an angel would emerge from his butterfly bones next time.

Lu Ye looked at him, his heart slowly calmed down, and he lowered his head and kissed him lightly on top of his head.

it's already over.

My delay.