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Although the little guy's facial features had yet to grow, from his eyebrows to the shape of his face, the child was leaning towards Qi Ye.

One of the reasons was because Qi Ye had indeed constructed the identity of the Mr. Night too successfully, so she had never thought that Qi Zhifei would be Qi Ye's son. Secondly, because she liked Qi Zhifei from the bottom of her heart, even if the two of them looked alike, she would immediately deny it in her heart.

Qi Ye squatted beside Wen Liang, and used his hand to pinch Qi Zhifei's chin. He turned it around a bit, as if he was carefully observing it.

Seeing that it was warm and cold while covering the little guy with a blanket, Qi Ye reached out and pinched the woman's fair and small chin: "Isn't this similar?"

Wen Liang pulled Qi Ye's hand away and casually asked: "Where do I look like?"

"The chin."

"..." Wen Liang pushed Qi Ye away and walked to the side of the tea table. He picked up the lunchbox on the table and muttered, "It was clearly born in my womb in October, but in the end, it's all like you!"

"August." Qi Ye said to Wen Liang, "I was only pregnant for eight months and three days."

Wen Liang's hands paused for a moment before he pretended that nothing had happened and continued to busy himself.

It was only after half a day that Wen Liang turned around, holding the bowl and chopsticks slightly curiously, only to see Qi Ye, who was beside the bed, carefully sizing up the fast asleep little fellow. Then, he turned his head towards Wen Liang and said in a low voice, "It really doesn't look like you."

Wen Liang's face darkened as he added, "In the future, let's have another one. It looks just like yours."

The man had already stood up and was slowly approaching her. He was so gentle that he wanted to snatch away the chopsticks in her hand.

However, Wen Liang simply threw the disposable chopsticks into the trash can beside her.

"Do you think that just because we calmly ate a meal, we can be considered to have reconciled? Can you just pretend like nothing happened? " She looked at Qi Ye with a warm and unruly gaze, and said to Qi Ye resolutely and decisively, as if she was reading a war letter, "I will definitely take back the power to take care of a child!"

"Alright." Qi Ye didn't force her to go closer. Instead, he sat on the edge of the sickbed, looking at her with deep feelings.

To be able to raise the white flag and surrender so easily, it was definitely not a style that was meant to be seen by Hei QI.

Wen Liang looked at Qi Ye with his arms folded across his chest, and asked him: "Are you really willing to give me the authority to take care of Zhifei?"

"Yes." The corner of Qi Ye's mouth curved into a gentle smile. You raise Zhifei, Zhifei raises me, there's no problem. "

How shameless!

"Something's wrong!" You are not my son, and I have no obligation to raise you. " Wen Liang replied to the shameless man.

Looking at Wen Liang's arguing face, Qi Ye replied with an extremely doting smile, "Even though I'm not your son, but your future son and daughter are all in my body, is that right?"

Wen Liang: "!"

She wasn't going to argue with him. She was no match for him anyway.

Wen Liang started to clean up the table, Qi Ye's low and hoarse voice sounded from behind him, "There's someone cleaning up tomorrow."

Hearing Qi Ye's words, Wen Liang did not argue. He turned around and sat on the sofa as he said to Qi Ye: "Remember to turn off the lights when you sleep later."

From the looks of it, she was planning to sleep on the sofa.

Qi Ye stood up, and leaned onto Wen Liang: "You go sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Wen Liang glanced at the sofa. Even when he was lying on it, he still had half a leg swinging outside. If it was Qi Ye who was lying on the sofa, he would at most be able to sit for the whole night.

"The sofa is too short, sleep with Zhifei!" The moment Wen Liang finished speaking, Qi Ye and Wen Liang looked towards Qi Zhifei's direction at the same time.

If you were to talk about this kid's sleeping posture, it was really … Having inherited the natural warmth, his posture of slashing his limbs and having a bed to accompany him seemed to be insufficient for him to posture.

"Then sleep on the bed!" Wen Liang said.

Seeing that he was not moving, Qi Ye just sat on the side of the sofa.

Wen Liang jumped up from the sofa in fright. "If you want to sleep, then go to sleep!"

She got out of bed as if she were running, and ran barefoot to the side of the bed.

He never thought that Qi Ye would suddenly reach out to grab her, so Wen Liang fell down onto his lap in surprise.

Wen Liang grabbed onto Qi Ye's hand. Just as he was about to stand up, the man behind his used a bit of force to force her to fall back again.

He took her hand and wrapped it around her waist.

"Not letting go?" In a cool voice, she said, "Your actions are likely to be punished by the heavens."

"Let's chat while Zhifei is asleep." Qi Ye did not release his warmth, but his tone was very gentle.

The man's unique voice rang out from behind her, and a numb feeling instantly seeped into her entire body through her eardrums.

Wen Liang said stiffly, "I don't want to talk to you."

Qi Ye was silent for a second or two, before he replied her.

"This is bad!" She gently and resolutely opened the arm that the man had wrapped around her waist.

Afraid that it would hurt her, Qi Ye let go of her.

As Wen Liang walked towards the bedside barefooted, Qi Ye slowly gave chase. He did not expect Wen Liang to suddenly turn around when he was close to the bedside.

Qi Ye's voice was very soft, it was unexpected for his to see Qi Ye right behind her, thus he bumped into the man's chest, and took a big step back in fear.

Qi Ye reflexively reached out and wrapped his arms around his warm waist. Behind his was the soft and large bed.

Qi Ye who was brought along by the momentum also fell down along with it.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and reached out his hands to support Wen Liang's shoulders, causing him to be unable to press his entire body against Wen Liang's.

The atmosphere suddenly froze. At this moment, an awkward feeling permeated the air in the room.

Qi Ye suddenly revealed a faint smile.

"You still say that you don't want to do it? They've all pulled me to bed. "

"..." This person really had the ability to invert black and white.

Wen Liang raised his head and said, "You pounced on me yourself, and you're still relying on me?"

Originally, he wanted to seek justice for himself, but he didn't expect his reply to be so straightforward. "After all, I've been holding it in for so many years. I've only pounced on you. I've already restrained myself."

He kept saying that he had never had a relationship with Yue Lan before, but in fact, from the looks of it, Wen Liang believed him. After all, to Qi Ye's knowledge, Yue Lan was her big brother's woman.

However, given Qi Ye's current identity and status, he would definitely be able to attract his in all aspects. They had already been divorced for nearly six years. For Qi Ye to be able to take care of himself in this five years time period, how much self-control would he have?

Wen Liang's eyes looked away unnaturally. "Ke's lack of restraint is your own business. Men and women love each other willingly. Who knows how many new and old loves you have changed into in the past few years?"

"Jealous?" The man's slightly rough fingers gently caressed her fair and smooth face. He looked a little disappointed as he said, "It's quite a pity. You're the only one who loves men and women, and you're the only one who loves both new and old people. "

You are the only man who loves women, and you are also the only man who loves both old and new.

This sentence sounded really pleasant to listen to …

It took a long time for Wen Liang to dare to face Qi Ye head on. "President Qi, you don't need to be so anxious to show your loyalty to us.

"That may not be so." Qi Ye said these four words meaningfully before changing the subject. "After I leave the hospital tomorrow, I'll take you home."

"Whose home?" Wen Liang pressed his hand against the man's chest. "If you have something to say, sit up and speak slowly."

"If you sit up, you might lose your focus and get distracted."

"It's easier for me to say that …"

"Mind Ape?" The corner of Qi Ye's mouth hooked up into an evil smile.

"You're thinking too much," Wen Liang denied.

"That's the firewood."

"I wanted to say that you are very heavy, and that it is difficult for me to breathe."

"I know how to breathe."

"..." Finally, it turned cold. "If you have something to say, then say it. If you have to fart, then say it! "Hurry up!"

"Tomorrow, when we return home, Zhifei and I will come and pick you up." Qi Ye mentioned it again.

Wen Liang didn't continue to evade the question. Instead, he stared at the man in front of him and asked, "Living together?"

"Yes, I will."

They looked at each other, and the man's thin red lips revealed two words: "Married."