After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

Ling Su choked on the soup in his mouth: "Why did I suddenly think of this?"

"It's always something to think about." He Yan looked soft when he lowered his eyes, and there was a shallow dimple at the corner of his mouth when he smiled, "I can't help but think about it."

Ling Su actually wanted to say that although the baby is now normal, it was conceived under special circumstances after all, and whether it is healthy or healthy is two different things.

But seeing He Yan's vaguely expectant look, Ling Su still didn't speak.

Although the two cats are very adaptable, such frequent changes of environment make them a little sluggish. There are so many people in the family today, and the two masters simply don't bother to show their face. With [-] points of guilt, he was in a daze in the nest he had tidied up.

But after everyone else had finished eating and went to work on their own things, the ancestor was constantly trying to step out of the comfort zone.

It knows the person sitting in front of the table.

The ancestor walked to the dining table in three steps with long legs.

Ling Su looked at him in surprise, and was about to bend down and reach out to pull him onto her body, when she found that her ancestor jumped directly onto He Yanhui's lap.

Because of He Yanhui's long legs, even if he was sitting on a high stool similar to the bar, his thighs were flat and stable, almost flat.

After the ancestor jumped up, he stepped on it twice to make sure it was safe, and then he lay down cross-legged on He Yanhui's lap, staring at Ling Su next to him with his blue eyes.

He Yanhui's hand was placed on top of his ancestor, and he didn't know whether he wanted to masturbate or shrink back. His whole body seemed to be frozen, just stuck there.

"It liked you very much before." Ling Su signaled He Yanhui not to be nervous, "It probably recognized you."

He Yanhui moved his fingers down, and finally held his ancestor's head lightly.

The ancestor's hair was long and soft, and he was well taken care of by Ling Su, his hair was smooth and smooth, and he could sink into a hole if he touched it.

He Yanhui seemed to experience this kind of touch for the first time, and was so surprised that his eyes were slightly enlarged.

Seeing his surprised look, Ling Su curled his lips while hugging the uncle who had just jumped into his arms.

Whether the person has memory or not, the reaction to the cat is the same.

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It turns out that cats feel so good when they are hugged.

He Yanhui's fingertips were almost completely submerged by his ancestor's cat. He stood still for a long time, and finally tried to hold his ancestor in his arms.

The way he hugged the cat was actually very clumsy, but his ancestor seemed to have gotten used to it a long time ago. After kicking his hind legs twice, he found a suitable angle on He Yanhui's shoulder, and rubbed his little head on He Yanhui's shoulder. Yan Hui's neck.

It seemed as if he had finally found some safe place to sleep.

It rubbed and rubbed, and finally closed its eyes with a grunt.

Like a child seeing a kitten for the first time, He Yanhui opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at Ling Su: "Look!"

"I see." Ling Su skillfully stroked the uncle's chin, smiling helplessly but gently.

All of this was seen by Ling Xiaomu who was leaning on the sofa and doing his homework.

As he turned his head and continued to write the report, he muttered about love, he was good, he was good, he was good, all of them were tormenting each other.

Father Ling passed by and hit him on the head with the umbrella he was holding: "Don't swear."

"He...that Mr. He." Guan Muzhou sat on the sofa with his iPad in his hand, and after hesitating for a long time, he raised his head and asked.

He Yanhui finally pulled his eyes away from the cat, with a smile on his face that didn't fade away, looking gentle and innocent: "Huh?"

"Recently...do you have any stock recommendations?" Guan Muzhou was a little taken aback, and subconsciously blurted out what he used to say to him.

This was probably the most relaxing night in He Yanhui's memory.

Everyone seems to have forgotten all the unpleasant things that happened before, and the many chores they have to face after walking out of this door seem to be forgotten this night.

Everyone sat in twos and threes, He Yanhui occasionally helped Ling Xiaomu read the papers, and occasionally analyzed the market trend for Guan Muzhou, while Ling's father sat in the corner while handling official business, and at the same time explained to Ling Su the things to pay attention to during pregnancy.

Ling Su was a little drowsy from the sound of the TV and everyone talking, he closed his eyes, and the last thing he saw was He Yanhui walking towards him with a blanket on the bed.

"Go to sleep." There was He Yanhui's soft voice next to his ear, "I'm looking at you."

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Pregnant people don't sleep well at night, especially Lingsu.

His body is not used to the current changes at all. Recently, he has cramps and nightmares at night, often waking up midway, and it is considered good if he can sleep for three or four hours at night.

Today was no exception, Lingsu woke up just after nightfall.

He sat up propped on the pillow, squinted his eyes for a while to get used to it, and saw his ancestor lying next to him.

When the ancestor heard him get up, he also moved, but because he was so sleepy, he even let out a small, delicate cry.

Ling Su patted its back, coaxed it softly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The light in Ling Xiaomu's room at the opposite door was still on. Ling Su looked at the time and guessed that he was still doing his homework, so he walked towards the kitchen by himself.

Ling Su is not very familiar with the decoration of the new home. Unlike when he was able to walk in black in the small yard before, he didn't intervene in the arrangement of the items here. If he walks in the dark, he will inevitably stumble.

He habitually stretched out his hand, intending to turn on the light at home when he passed the switch of the headlight in the living room.

But before he could touch the switch, the small night light in the kitchen turned on just as he stepped into the living room.

Ling Su stood there in a daze, why didn't he know when a night light was installed in the house?

He walked towards the kitchen in doubt, and subconsciously took the handle when he passed the stairs upstairs, feeling the touch of the soft sponge cushion.

Ling Su turned her head and took a look, and found that the protruding part of the armrest had been covered with a layer of light-colored sponge pads, which glowed a very light pink under the illumination of the night light.

This is to renovate the house while he is asleep?

Ling Su went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, while thinking about who thought of this.

The family is full of men, so he didn't pay attention to these things himself, so he just fooled around when he was troublesome.

He lowered his head and saw a piece of white paper placed on the marble countertop.

The paper was pressed with a pot of succulents, and on the paper were He Yanhui's characters that Ling Su was all too familiar with. The sharp edge of the pen seemed to pierce the blank space, but the content was extremely plain.

"I'll bring it for breakfast tomorrow. Have a good dream."

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Ling Su blushed inexplicably.

When going back and passing the stairs, he bumped his head on it in a daze.

When her shoulders leaned against the sponge cushion, Ling Su simply froze there.

Ling Xiaomu, who came out to find something to eat, saw his brother leaning against the living room as soon as he opened the door, thinking that something happened, he lowered his voice and called out: "Brother, what's wrong!"

He hurried over and found that Ling Su was fine, just dazed there as if he hadn't woken up.

"You scared me to death." Ling Xiaomu reached out to help him.

Ling Su came back to his senses, and put his arms around Ling Xiaomu's shoulders: "What can happen to me, don't worry about it."

"Don't worry that I'm not the strongest one." While walking, Ling Xiaomu was still afraid that his brother would bump into him, so he stood beside him to protect him all the way, and continued, "Didn't you see brother... He Yanhui, After you go to bed at night, he is like an old lady."

And He Yanhui didn't call anyone else.

Ling Xiaomu thought that with his posture that the driver always picks up the bodyguards when he goes out, he can always do anything with a phone call.

But He Yanhui didn't.

In front of Ling Su, this domineering president didn't even dare to carry him back to the bedroom while he was asleep.

He only dared to cover him carefully with the quilt, then greeted everyone and went out.

Just when Ling Xiaomu thought he just patted his ass and walked away, He Yanhui turned back by himself, carrying a big bag of things in his hand.

Then, Ling Xiaomu saw He Yanhui started to work quietly by himself.

The tall man squatted in front of a pile of baby products and lowered his head to study the manual carefully... He looked very much like the brother-in-law he liked very much before.

After listening to Ling Xiaomu's whining complaints, Ling Su looked at another lit night light at the door of the room, and sighed softly.

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But fortunately, Ling Su slept well that night.

In the morning, he was woken up by the uncle licking him.

When seeing the sun coming in from the window, Ling Su almost didn't react.

This is... he fell asleep until dawn?

The uncle seemed dissatisfied that Ling Su hadn't come to touch it yet, so he let out an angry cry, then lowered his head and rubbed his head against Ling Su's neck.

"Yo, that's enough, that's all." Ling Su was tickled by it, smiled, grabbed it with both hands and hugged it, "Get up."

The floor of the new house is high and the lighting is very good, every step Ling Su takes is in the sunlight.

He first went to the living room to get his mobile phone, and finished browsing last night's news.

Yan Qing said that he had arrived at the store, and Brother Guan was also there.

Guan Muzhou said that he would collect the bill for half a day.

Ling Xiaomu said that he had gone to class, and he would not come back for dinner in the evening because of the group discussion.

He Yan is back...

He Yan replied, I'm downstairs, call me when I wake up.

The time was two hours ago.

Ling Su held the phone and went to the window to take a look, and as expected, she saw the familiar car.

The phone in his hand seemed to become hot all of a sudden.

He Yanhui who was sitting in the car was not feeling well either.He looked at the message on his phone, which clearly showed that he had read it, but there was no sound of inputting for a long time.

He tightened and loosened his hands on the steering wheel, back and forth impatiently, impatiently thinking that he would rush out of the car in the next second and knock on Ling Su's door to meet him.

But the legs couldn't move half a step.

He bent forward, let his forehead touch the steering wheel, and counted the time silently in his heart.

It's been 2 minutes, it's time for Ling Su to wake up.

It's been 5 minutes, hasn't Ling Su looked at the phone again?

Are you feeding the cat?Or a call?Or is there something else...

"Ding."

The sound of the message came like a sound of heaven.

He Yanhui looked like a drowning man who was on the verge of suffocation but was pulled out of the sea in an instant. The moment he opened the phone, he felt uncontrollable haste.

——Excuse me, come up.

At the moment when he saw the news, He Yanhui was exactly as he thought. He opened the car door, opened his legs and strode towards the house next to him. He looked down at himself as he walked. shadow, but unconsciously laughed.

When he got to the side of the building, He Yanhui realized that he didn't even lock the car door.

Shouldn't.

He shrank the car, stood downstairs facing the glass door and avoided the wall for a while before regaining his original calm state, and slowly walked into the elevator.

He Yanhui, who Ling Su waited for, was still as calm and plain as before.

He was holding a small food box in his hand, the same as the one he used yesterday. When he opened it, he found a light breakfast and fruit. Although it didn't look like much, it seemed that a lot of thought was put into it.

Ling Su went to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and returned half of the porridge to He Yan.

He Yan didn't push back, and after taking the bowl, he hugged the cat that jumped on his lap and shared a breakfast with Ling Su quietly.

The sunlight outside the window swept the two people's hands, and the shadows of the two people appeared very close under the light.

"Are you going to the hospital for an examination today?" He Yan asked Ling Su back.

Ling Su nodded, as if he knew what He Yanhui was going to say: "I'll just go by myself, my dad is here too. You are so busy with work, you have wasted a lot of time just now."

"Don't delay, I'm done with the meeting." He Yan turned his head and reported his work seriously, "I also dealt with a lot of things on the way here, which freed up the time to go to the hospital with you."

As if afraid of being rejected, He Yanhui added a special sentence: "This is the first time I see a child...you, you won't refuse, right?"

Ling Su looked at his innocent mouth open and was speechless, in the end he could only turn his head and drink the porridge silently.

Let him say everything, what else can he say?

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When he was with Ling Su, He Yanhui always liked to walk with him.

Although the car was parked downstairs, the two of them chose to go out tacitly at the same time.

"I was still lost in the morning." The temperature in the morning was very low, He Yanhui took off his coat and told Ling Su to put it on, while talking to him, "When driving in."

"How come?" Ling Su subconsciously took the coat from He Yan's hand when he spoke.

By the time he realized it, He Yanhui had already helped him put it on: "I came in from the side door and drove, but I remembered it when I got down and walked, and I sent the car to you before driving back."

He Yanhui logically only came here twice.

One time was a long time ago, when Ling Su brought He Yan, who still had bad eyesight, back to look at the new house with great interest.

The second time was yesterday.

But yesterday, He Yanhui and Ling's father were brought over by the driver, so it stands to reason that they shouldn't go through this door if they are on the way.

Is it...

Does he still remember the road he wrote down earlier?