Marry ex-boyfriend his uncle

Even if it was a dream, Zhou Ling also felt psychologically satisfied when this person came to accompany him in his dream when he was in such an uncomfortable situation.

He pulled his hand to his chest, as if he was afraid that this person would leave, turned over with great effort, and hugged that arm in his arms.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

Zhou Ling thought his voice was loud, but it was actually very low. Fan Sucheng had to lean over and lean close to him in order to hear what he said.

"Why don't you come back? I agreed that I would take care of you for the rest of my life. I was afraid that you would never want to see me in your life."

Fan Sucheng looked at Zhou Ling who was now facing him sideways, and he hugged his arms into his arms, like a little hamster protecting food.

He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Zhou Ling's soft hair. Sometimes this little thing didn't push him to a desperate situation, and the words in his heart couldn't be expressed.

He really wanted to push this person too hard, and he couldn't bear it himself. The old lady was right when she scolded him, he was indeed a jerk.

He is not used to bowing his head in front of others, so he has to force others to bow his head to him, but the only person in front of him is the one who makes him give in willingly.

Fan Sucheng lowered his head and pressed a kiss on Zhou Ling's glowing red cheek, and then gradually moved down until it landed on his lips.

Zhou Ling covered his face with his hand, and pushed him away. Zhou Ling, who was still in his dream, was also worried about Fan Sucheng. If he kissed his mouth, what if this man also caught a cold?

"Don't kiss me, I have a cold, be careful to infect you when the time comes."

Fan Sucheng's brows were filled with joy, he let out a chuckle, and he heard a light knock on the bedroom door from the outside.

Looking back, it was Lu Hongzhuo who was waiting outside with a man wearing glasses. The doctor finished giving Zhou Ling the injection under Fan Sucheng's terrifying eyes.

His legs were almost trembling and he was sent home. He thought about putting up a sign next time, and he would definitely not visit the doctor in the early hours of the morning.

After the injection, maybe the effect of the medicine came up, Zhou Ling lost the thought of saying something to Fan Sucheng occasionally, so he slowly fell asleep holding his arm.

After this sleep, he also woke up at noon the next day. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt that his whole body was very comfortable, his body was relaxed, and his head was no longer heavy.

Zhou Ling got up from the bed comfortably. He looked over to the crib next to him. There should have been a small soft ball in the crib, but now it was empty!

Zhou Ling jumped up from the bed in an instant, without his shoes, and ran directly into the living room.

He was in such a hurry that he didn't see anyone in his kitchen. When he ran to the gate, someone called him in doubt, and Zhou Ling turned his head to look.

Seeing that Grandma Sun was holding a bunch of small things in her hands and looking at him with doubtful eyes, Zhou Ling also breathed a sigh of relief.

When Grandma Sun saw Zhou Ling, she was wearing her pajamas and she didn't even wear shoes. She was in such a hurry to go outside, not knowing what to do.

"Where are you going? It's just right for you to be sick. Go back and put on all your socks and clothes. You'll catch a cold again later."

Zhou Ling let go of the doorknob he was holding, and walked slowly towards Grandma Sun. Xiaotuanzi was happy to see him in Grandma Sun's arms, and danced.

Stretching out his hand in Zhou Ling's direction, he kept kicking his two chubby legs very excitedly, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hey, I'm so happy to see my dad woke up now. I just asked you to smile for grandma, and you didn't smile at all."

"I just woke up and took a look at the crib. This little thing found that he was not there, and thought he had gone somewhere. Then he hurried outside. I didn't know you were here. I'm sorry, let you see a joke gone."

"Don't talk to me about these extravagant things, go and put on your clothes now, you young people rely on your own health, the weather is cold, you want to be handsome and don't wear more clothes, don't hate me The old lady is talkative, our Qi Jing needs his father to take care of him, doesn't he?"

"How come, there is a person who cares about me, I'm not touched yet, but this time has been bothering you, the weather is bad, you have to run back and forth, I'm very sorry."

"You see, it's still a stranger to me, old lady, I like Qi Jing very much, so I'm willing to stay with him."

Grandma Sun drove Zhou Ling back to the bedroom to add clothes. Zhou Ling went to the master bedroom and gradually put on the clothes from the place where she put her clothes yesterday.

The quilt was twisted into a ball by him, he patted his forehead helplessly, walked over to tidy up the quilt, and the quilt was also messed up.

Kneeling on his knees, he thought he was tidying up the quilt, but he seemed to have sensed something, then got up, rubbed his hands back and forth on the place where his knees were kneeling.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but he always feels that there is a trace in that place, as if someone sat here for a long time last night, so the cotton wool hasn't fluffed up.

Thinking of this, the dream that he had in a daze yesterday began to resurface in Zhou Ling's mind without interruption.

Touching the slightly sunken place with one hand, he sat down slowly, as if recalling those scenes in his dream.

He remembered that when he fell asleep yesterday, he seemed to be holding something in his arms all the time, and it didn't feel like a soft lump, and naturally it wasn't his son.

Sometimes he likes to kick the quilt around when he sleeps, and sleeps with the quilt in his arms. Is this really the case... He is hugging the quilt?

Zhou Ling touched his cheek, the person in the dream, when he had a bad cold, that person was not afraid of contagion, so he insisted on kissing him.

Zhou Ling couldn't help but chuckled, and stretched out his hand to pat his forehead, wondering what the hell he was thinking, how could that person appear here.

When Zhou Ling came out of the master bedroom after changing clothes, a light breakfast suitable for Zhou Ling had already been placed on the dining table.

In the past, Zhou Ling felt that the porridge was bland and tasteless, but now the sticky taste in his mouth warmed his stomach very much.

It wasn't Grandma Sun who cooked the porridge. It seemed that Grandma Sun's eldest son hired a nanny to take care of Grandma Sun's daily life.

Zhou Ling finished his breakfast and sat for a while. The nanny brought by his grandmother handed Zhou Ling a glass of warm water and three cold medicines.

Originally, Zhou Ling wanted to talk to Grandma Sun for a while, but the effect of the medicine came on, and he kept yawning and couldn't hold on anymore, so he apologized to Grandma Sun and went to the second floor to lie down for a while.

As soon as Zhou Ling went upstairs to sleep, the door was pushed open from the outside. Grandma Sun didn't even need to look up, she knew who was walking into the house now.

"Qijing really looks like you when you were a child. The little nose is quite straight. When I sent the photo to your father, he said that he is as seven or eight as you were when you were a child. After this little thing grows up, but Don't inherit your temper, otherwise Xiaoling will cry so many times, you should prepare a strong crutch as soon as possible."

Fan Sucheng walked into the room with a cold expression, he took off his coat first, put it on the back of the sofa chair,

Then bent down, hugged the soft cotton-like ball from the old lady's arms, the face was a little stiff before entering the door, but it also softened.

"I'm his father."

"You also know that he will call you dad in the future. If you don't know anything, maybe he will call someone else's dad in the future. Xiyun told me that February next year will be a good day."

Fan Sucheng sat downstairs with the old lady for a while, and then Lu Hongzhuo called him out, and he put the little dumpling in his arms into the old lady's arms, and put the two cans of milk powder he brought into the old lady's arms. on the table.

The old lady looked at her son's resolute look, and looked at the two cans of milk powder on the coffee table. She scolded Fan Sucheng for being an asshole, but when she saw the two cans of milk powder, her eyes softened a lot.

"He loves you very much," the old lady looked at the little grandson in her arms, yawning lazily, then bowed her head and kissed him on the forehead with a smile,

Zhou Ling's illness was a little bit better, so he wanted to decorate his store, but unexpectedly received a call from the landlord,

Said that he has a recommended decoration team, who is also an acquaintance, and the price is quite suitable, and there will be absolutely no difference in price.

Zhou Ling also agreed to the recommendation given to him by the landlord, and added the contact information of the decoration team,

To his surprise, the quotation made by the decoration team was really super cheap.

The other party was very good at decorating his more than 50 square meters, drew him a schematic diagram of the decoration with stick figures, and sent it to his mailbox.

I also asked him if it was okay to decorate it like this. If they are not satisfied, they can continue to modify it, and they can guarantee that it will satisfy Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling looked at the stick figure in the mailbox, it seemed that he paid 6000 cents, but what he got was the quality of [-] yuan, and it also came with a big gift bag.

The decoration of the store was completed, and Zhou Ling received a call from the flower farmer again, saying that they just had a new batch of roses of good quality, do you want to keep some for him?

Zhou Ling agreed, and now the three meals a day plus cleaning at home are the nanny aunt of Grandma Sun's house. Zhou Ling is very embarrassed that the aunt has to wash so many Xiaotuanzi's diapers.

Grandma Sun is like half of his family, which makes Zhou Ling a little embarrassed, but also feels warm in his heart.

What made him feel a little baffled was that there always seemed to be something wrong at home.

For example, why the slippers he was wearing seemed to be too big, as if another pair of big feet were put in, squeezing his slippers too big.

In addition, the men's toiletries he used in the bathroom were used super fast, and no one in the house smoked. He watched his aunt clean the other day and saw cigarette butts in the ashtray.

Could it be that when he was not at home, grandma sun's son had come to his house to look for grandma sun?

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Zhou Ling: Is Grandma Sun's son mentally ill?Knowing that the slippers are too small, why do you have to squeeze them in (`o')