After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

On the morning when Gu Jian was discharged from the hospital, bright and fragrant flower baskets came to his door one after another. Cheng Xijue didn't want his elders to disturb Gu Jian's cleanliness. No one dared to come to the hospital to celebrate his discharge. Jiang Peiqing agreed to send flower baskets and gifts.

After eating the tonic meal prepared by a nutritionist for half a month, Gu Jian smelled the taste of the tonic soup and lost his appetite. Fortunately, today is the last meal. He is reclining on the dining table and chairs, and the dishes in front of him are exquisite and diverse. , flicking the snow-white chopsticks with disinterest.

Ding Ding was lying on the bed wearing diapers, with his fat round legs kicking back and forth. Cheng Xijue pinched his feet with two fingers, gently lifted up the one-piece pants, picked him up with one hand, put on the sleeves, and buttoned up the buttons one by one.

There is no rush of novice fathers at all, and the professionalism makes the babysitter beside him can't help but admire: "Mr. Cheng is the most considerate father I have ever served."

Cheng Xijue just smiled and put a knitted hat on Ding Ding's fluffy hair. Ding Ding blinked his dark eyes to see his slender fingers with well-articulated joints, and raised his round fist to touch him, as if to I wonder why my fingers are so short.

The nanny couldn't help but said, "Ding Ding and Mr. Cheng are really close. He doesn't like me to dress him. The baby still kisses his own family."

Cheng Xijue hugged Ding Ding and sat next to Gu Jian, with his open legs against Gu Jian's knees, placed Ding Ding on his lap, lowered his head and carefully wiped the drool on Ding Ding's chin, "When Ding Ding is in your stomach, we will We often say hello, and the relationship is of course close."

Gu Jian stepped on his leather shoes, scooped up a spoonful of longan fish maw ginger soup, and drank it slowly, "When shall we go back?"

Cheng Xijue didn't move at all, pointing to the dishes that hadn't been touched much with his smooth jaw, "We'll go home after the soup."

Gu Jian drank saliva, rinsed the sweet taste in his mouth, "I don't want to eat, I'm going to have a nosebleed if I replenish the blood."

"It's not just blood." Cheng Xijue hugged Ding Ding with one arm, and picked up a spoon to scoop up pigeon soup with the other and handed it to his mouth, "Hey, try this."

Gu Jian lowered his head and swallowed the spoon, "What else can I do?"

Cheng Xijue lowered his eyes and stared straight at his flat chest under the pure black turtleneck sweater, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

As the name suggests, the confinement meal is for the mother to regulate the body, so as to relieve the mother's engorgement or lack of milk, so that she can breastfeed the baby earlier.

Gu Jian stepped on the leather shoes with a little force, and said calmly without changing his face: "I don't have any."

Cheng Xijue frowned in pain and endured the pain, with a narrow smile on his lips, he said in a low voice, "It's a good thing, otherwise Ding Ding wouldn't be able to suck."

Gu Jian kicked his calf, stood up and put on a black down jacket. The fluffy and fluffy collar wrapped his thin face. His cheeks were clear and clean, like a juicy pine and cypress tree. by the wall.

Cheng Xijue put Ding Ding in the cradle, walked over and methodically pulled up his zipper, pulled it all the way to the top, and then snapped on the windproof buttons one by one, and finally lifted the hat and put it on him, exactly the same as the action of taking care of Ding Ding just now .

Gu Jian buried his chin in his collar, narrowed his indifferent and beautiful pupils, reached into the pocket of his windbreaker, took out the mask, and put it on himself in silence.

Cheng Xijue pulled the string on both sides of the hat and coaxed him with a low voice: "Baby, you won't fight with Ding Ding if you have me, don't be angry, okay?"

Gu Jian stared at him for a moment, and said lazily in a muffled voice, "Stay away from me."

Cheng Xijue liked his shy look so much, and looked at his calm and indifferent face, but Gu Jian was about to bite if he provoked him any more, so he nodded, and his hands smoothly played a standard butterfly festival, "Okay, I'll take Ding Ding leave a footprint as a souvenir, you are waiting for me here."

The flower baskets were lined up from the ward to the long corridor, the rich and strong fragrance of flowers was everywhere, and all kinds of exquisitely packaged gifts were piled up in the spacious storage room. The convoy that came to pick Gu Jian home was a luxury car with a driver in a well-dressed suit Well-trained to move the gift to the trunk, the brigade came in and out majesticly, as if a superstar was discharged from the hospital.

Gu Jian walked into the elevator with his hands in his pockets. The wound on his body had not been stitched for a few days, so he leaned against the metal wall and closed his eyes to rest.

The elevator stopped on the next floor, and several nurses walked in pushing the carts, discussing who made the big show.

"I just saw a set of Tiffany's baby gift boxes. Wouldn't it be more delicious to eat baby milkshakes with a golden spoon?"

"What is a gift box? The eighth floor has been vacated for more than a month, and the entire floor is occupied by one person. Without a pass card, you can't get in. The life of the rich is so simple and boring."

"Our dean went to see off the family members in person. I really don't know whose noble wife it is. Giving birth to a child is like a state secret..."

"That's so good-looking, otherwise how could someone from a wealthy family be so pampered?"

Gu Jian pulled down the brim of his hat, reached the hall on the first floor and turned sideways, passing through several nurses who had different opinions, leaving a clear and neat back view.

The discussion behind him paused, and someone said firmly, "That guy just now must be very good-looking."

"The mask and hat are like stars, you can't see anything, how can you tell what it looks like!"

"Based on my intuition for handsome guys, he is definitely a handsome guy."

Marshal Bi came to the parking lot, picked a luxury car at random, opened the door of the back seat and sat down, picked up his mobile phone to send a text message to Cheng Xijue, raised his head and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, Cheng Xijue sat next to him with Ding Ding in his arms, his tie was stained with milk from Ding Ding's spit, he didn't mind at all, and stretched his arms around Gu Jian, "You want to go home in such a hurry?"

Gu Jian leaned over to lean on his shoulder lazily, stretched out his hand to tease Ding Ding, "The hospital is so boring."

Cheng Xijue looked at his white and beautiful narrow fingers, with round and shiny nails. He was born as an artist's hand. He talked about something not boring, "My family is discussing about the full moon wine, and it is going to be done in the old house. Many relatives and friends will come , do you want to show your face then?"

Gu Jian answered bluntly, "No."

Cheng Xijue had already guessed his answer, and immediately said: "Okay, Ding Ding is not at home that day, I will take you to a charity dinner, and there is a good show to watch."

"What's the fun?" Gu Jian raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Xijueying's calm side face.

Cheng Xijue said kindly, "Hamlet."

Also known as Prince's Revenge.

Gu Jian adjusted a comfortable posture, leaned against him bonelessly, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

……

The family hired three nannies for Ding Ding, and Aunt Zhou was more than sufficient. Ding Ding slept soundly on the new quilt in the baby's room at night. Gu Jian was relieved and went back to the room to change into loose pajamas.

Since the operation, he hasn't been in the bathroom for half a month. Cheng Xijue wiped his body and hair several times with a wet towel to avoid the wound.

In the mirror in the bathroom, the half-length black hair almost reached his shoulders. He used a rubber band to hold it behind his head familiarly, revealing the bright and clear tattoos behind his ears, which made his detached face have a different kind of color.

Gu Jian picked up the mouthwash and put it in his mouth, then lifted the hem of the pajamas casually, and there was a deep pink horizontal line on the well-proportioned and flat abdomen, above the round navel, and the traces of stitching were clearly visible.He reached out his hands to touch the uneven scars, bent down and spit out the fruity berry-flavored mouthwash, turned around and leaned against the edge of the sink, looked up at the door with his eyes raised.

Wait for someone.

A few minutes later, Cheng Xijue knocked on the door a few times and pushed the door in. He measured him from head to toe, "You can take a shower today."

Gu Jian folded his arms halfway, his collarbone exposed under his collar was thin and delicate, and looked at him silently.

Cheng Xijue turned on the water valve of the bathtub familiarly, took out the shampoo and shower gel on the shelf and placed them on top of the bathtub for later use, seeing him motionless, said with a smile: "Madam, you have been washing for me during pregnancy, and now you are still shy? "

Gu Jian unbuttoned his pajamas and took off his clothes. He bent over and took off his pants. His body was young and slender. He was carefully carved by the creator from head to toe. Except for the scar on his abdomen, he was as beautiful as a sculpture in a museum.

Cheng Xijue held back his smile, quietly staring at the scar on his stomach, feeling a faint pain in his heart.

Gu Jian casually sat on the edge of the bathtub, "I don't want to do scar removal, this is the imprint of Ding Ding's coming to the world, I like it."

Cheng Xijue squatted down and leaned over to kiss the deep pink wound, "I like it too, it's so beautiful."

The freshly grown flesh is sensitive and tender, itchy and numb when kissed on it, Gu Jian couldn't bear to push his head away, stepped into the bathtub with long legs and sat in the warm water, raised his head, his eyes were bright with mist, "I've already thought of Ding Ding's name."

"what is it call?"

"Gu He, take root and sprout like a sapling, and grow up healthily."

Cheng Xijue squeezed the foam and gently applied it to his hair, "Okay, I'll call it Gu He."

……

Gu Jian, who had just taken a shower and was spotlessly clean, went to the baby's room to watch the ding ding sound asleep, and pushed open the door of the study room next door. Cheng Xijue was sitting at the desk, his laptop was shining brightly, and he was wearing a browbeater on the bridge of his nose. Glasses, fingers tap slowly on the keyboard.

Gu Jianbai laid down on his shoulder in boredom, looked at the financial data scrolling on the screen, and said weakly, "I can't sleep."

Cheng Xijue guessed that he wanted to return the game console, but pretended not to know, and tapped the screen with his finger, "Can't sleep? How about I teach you to analyze data?"

Gu Jian looked at the data he pointed to, "What do you mean?"

"This company has completed 23 rounds of financing, this one is PE, this one is CVC..." Cheng Xijue introduced him in detail.

Gu Jian turned her face to his ear, and interrupted softly: "My phone is out of battery, please help me search for a question on the Internet."

Cheng Xijue clicked on the search bar neatly, "Huh? What are you searching for?"

"Find out how soon after giving birth you can have intercourse." Gu Jian said calmly.

Cheng Xijue paused his fingers on the keyboard, glanced at his dewy and clean face, and smelled the fragrance of the bath liquid, "No need to search, I know it will take two months."

Gu Jian let out a long "Oh", and finally asked casually, "How long is it?"

Cheng Xijue raised his wrist and looked at the calendar on the watch, "45 days and 9 hours."

Gu Jian yawned dispiritedly, and said in a lazy and melodious voice, "It's boring, I'm asleep."

After speaking, he stood up and walked out, his wrists were suddenly grabbed by warm palms, Cheng Xijue's arms were thrown back suddenly, and he fell weightless to his strong thighs, Cheng Xijue grabbed his waist to stabilize him, squeezed With a thin chin, he asked in a low voice, "Why are you messing with me?"

"I'm bored." Gu Jian said confidently.

Cheng Xijue opened the desk drawer, and there was a game console inside, "I can return it to you."

Gu Jian raised his eyebrows, seeming to be a little interested.

"But you have to use your hands..." Cheng Xijue looked at his delicate and warm hands, and was thinking about this in the car today.

Gu Jian raised his brows even higher, and went to untie the belt without any fuss. If it wasn't for the game console, Cheng Xijue would have done it for him, which is nothing at all.

After a long time, Cheng Xijue took off his glasses, staring straight at his face with those blunt and aggressive eyes, depicting his eyebrows and eyes inch by inch, as if he wanted to carve him into his chest.

Gu Jian avoided his gaze. The hands that have practiced the piano all the year round have stronger stamina and strength than ordinary people. Now their wrists are so sore that they can't lift them up. He asked in a low voice, "Can you hurry up?"