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"Xiao Gan, why don't you come over?"

The boy sitting on the sofa looked up, and looked at the boy who stopped halfway with a hesitant expression on his face, the eyes in his dark eyes were extremely soft.

Lan Qiaoyi's words seemed to encourage Jiang Gan, the boy finally clenched the hand hanging by his side, his amber eyes fixed on the boy sitting on the sofa, and walked towards him step by step.

"elder brother……"

When he finally stood in front of Lan Qiaoyi, he spoke with a tremor in his voice.

"Sorry, I lost you again."

When these words were heard in the room, it was not the "lost" Lan Qiaoyi who changed his face slightly, but Duan Yan who was half kneeling in front of the sofa at this time.

The man's eyes moved slightly, his jawline tightened slightly, and he couldn't help but increase his strength while holding the boy's hand.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became stagnant, Lan Qiaoyi frowned, sighed in his heart, and finally said:

"It will never happen again."

He knew that even though he was back now, the shadow left by these men still existed.

Even at certain times, Lan Qiaoyi felt a sense of confusion that even he didn't understand: Is there really an invisible rope in his hand?

Just is there an answer to this question?

Or...the person who can answer this question does not exist?

In the silent space, 039 who watched what happened at this time from the so-called "God's perspective" opened his mouth, but finally returned to silence.

……

After that day, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly realized that maybe on the day he came back, some agreement seemed to be reached between the three men invisibly.

It was when he wanted to go out alone for the third time, but was rejected by the man beside him, that the boy suddenly realized something.

Although 039 didn't take the initiative to speak, he nodded silently where Lan Qiaoyi couldn't see, imperceptibly affirming his thoughts.

In order to avoid the "nightmare" that had happened before, the unquestionable attitude and almost pleading expressions of several men forced the pregnant woman who was still in the "dangerous period" to nod and agree to the decision they discussed:

From the day of his return, Lan Qiaoyi could no longer be alone—they were really scared, as long as they remembered the time when the boy was away, panic like a black hole would silently devour their hearts.

So in the past few days, the little pregnant woman has been constantly rotating around three men.

——If it wasn't for Lan Qiao's weak and irrevocable protest, even the right to sleep alone would be deprived.

Even so, before he really fell into a dream, the men would stay with him by the bed until the sound of the pregnant woman's steady breathing sounded softly in the room, and the guardian would suddenly relax his tense shoulders. His eyes were fixed on the young man whose fair face was half covered by the soft and white quilt, and he got up and left after a long time.

……

This is the seventh day at home, exactly one week.

The pale complexion that became a little when imprisoned gradually faded a little. If there is any change, it seems that the petals of a fragile, white paper-like flower have gradually stretched, and a little bright red color has been stained. , in the weak and defenseless, unconsciously exposed the sweet and fragrant flower heart inside.

At that time, the little pregnant woman who was lovingly cared for by the men looked up at her beautiful face that was filled with light pink, and the man's usual cold but subdued voice sounded in his ears:

"Qiao Qiao, today's weather forecast says that it may rain, and it will be wet outside by then, which will make you uncomfortable."

What if I slip and fall?just in case……

What if I disappeared again?

Lan Qiaoyi, who didn't know the man's mental activity at this time, blinked, and his black eyelashes swept across, casting a small shadow.The pampered young man seemed to have considered this possibility very seriously, and his face gradually softened a bit, as if he had really been distracted.

Just when the man breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and his expression relaxed for a while, a touch of softness suddenly came into his arms.

It seems that it is not accurate to say "bump", even if it is a fake pregnancy, but under the influence of the men's increasingly nervous mood and the attitude of holding some precious and fragile objects when treating themselves, even the blue Qiao Yi himself, when he usually wants to do something, will subconsciously flash the cautious expressions of several people in his mind, and his body becomes cautious before his consciousness.

So even if it was a slight "bump", he would not do it where the men could see it.

So when he felt the touch in his arms, the man reflexively stretched out his arms and hugged the little pregnant woman, accompanied by the heartbeat that stopped beating, the brows that were unconsciously frowned and the helpless pampering when he lowered his head eyes.

Lan Qiaoyi, who was gently enveloped by gentle and tolerant eyes, didn't know that his little thoughts were seen through by the person holding him in an instant, just to take care of his mood, but the other person pretended to be puzzled and whispered in his ear Ask softly:

"What's the matter, Jojo?"

The little pregnant woman raised her head, and immediately met Duan Yan's light green eyes, like the spring water on the banks of the Seine, in the sparkling light, all that was rippling was her own reflection.

Rao had already rehearsed what he wanted to say several times in his heart, but the moment his eyes met, the young man was still uncontrollably caught in his mind, and after a slight delay, a blush crept to the end of his eyes.

"I……"

"Ok?"

The corners of Dr. Duan's lips curled up slightly, and when the man in his arms was distracted, his big white hands with well-defined bony joints quietly touched the small and white earlobes of the other party, slowly and provocatively kneading the side of his ears The pink halo is getting bigger and bigger, but to say it's an ambiguous intimacy is a little inaccurate, it's more like...

It is more like the joy and affection of holding a long-coveted treasure in your arms.

——It’s just that the atmosphere that gradually meanders and floats is quickly broken.

"This excuse, Xiaogan also said the same thing yesterday."

"..."

Hearing this, the man with a gentle and handsome face raised his eyebrows, and the flash of surprise on his face was quickly concealed in a widening smile. He slightly parted his thin lips, and his beautiful and magnetic voice was heard in Lanqiao Yi's ear rang:

"So what? What does Jojo want to say?"

It was obviously a question with a smile, but when she touched those light blue eyes, for some reason, the little pregnant woman flinched unconsciously, her soft and bright red lips were slightly pursed, and when she opened them again, it was shocking. Less pleasurable content for men:

"But it didn't rain yesterday. So..." The thin white fingers curled up slightly. This time, the baby in his arms seemed to have finally made up his mind, and his thick eyelashes were lifted, shining like obsidian There was something more in those normal eyes that made Duan Yan stunned.

"So, even if it does rain today, I want to go out."

At this moment, something seemed to freeze in the air for a moment, and after that, imperceptible, light uneasiness appeared around the surroundings like wisps and wisps.

And this subtle change was naturally noticed by the little rabbit who became more sensitive due to pregnancy.

"Ayan..."

Thin white fingers subconsciously grabbed the corner of the clothes in front of him.

The light green color became darker as if it had been dotted with ink, and the man's Adam's apple moved slightly.

The young man had already abandoned the unfamiliar "Doctor Duan" under his deliberate guidance, and whenever he called him that, Duan Yan unconsciously felt a little restless—as if he had nothing to do with him , Strangers like pedestrians passing by on the street, have nothing to do with each other, and cannot arouse any emotion in him.

Duan Yan couldn't bear it.

Simply put, the little rabbit has become much more well-behaved now. When his name is revealed from his petal-like red lips, the man will always wonder if he smells the fragrance in the air at the same time, or why he has always been so calm His sanity will be confused and disintegrated at this moment, but will be reorganized again in the next "Ayan"—with that sigh-like whisper, a "Duan Yan" will be reconstituted.

"Really..."

While trying his best to cover up, Lan Qiaoyi's nervousness was still passed on to the man. The little rabbit unconsciously opened his eyes wide. The vague call turned into the emotion Duan Yan loved very much.

He couldn't refuse everything from his sweetheart.

"Jojo is too good at acting like a baby."

……Um?

It was different from all the expected answers.

The little rabbit was stunned, staring blankly at the man who was hugging him and leaning over slightly.

—bend down?

Because of her pregnancy, even though she was a little sharper to some external perceptions, it became a little dull on the other hand.

The conjecture about the man's action intention at this time has just sprouted in his mind, and it has not yet formed, so he slightly tightened his arms around him.

The lower abdomen under the wide one-piece pajamas swelled slightly, and it changed from still some distance away to gently clinging to the man's wide palm. The sudden heat made the little pregnant woman in her arms tremble, but he hadn't waited for him to subconsciously He lowered his head, and his chin, which had become soft and round due to careful feeding, was gently lifted by the hand that was placed on the back of his waist just now.

Next second, uh-

Because of the scruples, the man just restrained himself, and pressed it almost lightly, to those soft, jelly-like lips.

The moment he touched it suddenly, the trembling longing overwhelmed him overwhelmingly.

Where the young man could not see, the man's brows were furrowed, and his breathing even became a little short.

Jojo, Jojo...

The hand that was gently raised under the chin slowly slipped down at this time, and finally held the other fair hand, and under the slight caress, it changed into a gesture of interlocking fingers.

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Thank you for waiting for a long time, I am very happy to meet you again~