Chapter 45: Heartbeat

In the toy room on the second floor.
The little guy is testing a small helicopter, and seeing Cheng Haoyue coming up, he laughs. "Mummy, look at my helicopter."
Cheng Haoyue looked at a large room, all expensive mechanical toys, it was a bit speechless, this man can not be so unrestrained!
"Mummy, I promised to make a big toy paradise for me, just behind the yard." The little guy said something exciting.
Cheng Haoyue was even more speechless. She crouched down and looked at the little guy. "Son, even if you have money, you can't make trouble. If you give it to you, you should cherish it, but you can do what you want." what."
"Mummy, I know, I won't be in the future." The little guy clearly realized the mistake.
"Well, if you buy it, then play it! Mommy looks at you." Cheng Haoyue stroked his little head and gave him a comfort.
Maybe the way men love children is different.
Cheng Haoyue accompanied his son on the second floor, but from time to time he thought of what he said at the night of the palace. She felt angry when she didn’t come. Why can this man say her? Where is she hooked up? Ok, even if she hooked up, what does it have to do with him?
After half an hour, the housekeeper went upstairs to ask their mother and son to eat, and Cheng Haoyue took his son to wash a hand downstairs.
On the golden table, the palace nightingale was already sitting there, looking at the woman who took her son down the stairs.
"Daddy." The little guy kissed him and sat down beside him. The palace night gave his hand out, petting his little head, his eyes radiating the soft light of his father's love.
Cheng Haoyue sat down and gave the little guy a bowl of rice to let him eat.
The good habits that the little guys developed from childhood, the small fingers of the fleshy meat holding the spoon, without urging, they tasted it with gusto.
Cheng Haoyue's appetite is not very good, and he is boring and quietly eating. The palace night is elegantly dining, and his eyes are swaying from time to time to the mother and child.
Cheng Haoyue naturally had to sneak a gaze with him. Her eyes stared at him with a trace of resentment, and Gongye Nightinger regained her gaze with no expression.
After eating, the little guy played a sweat in the afternoon. Cheng Haoyue smelled that his little head was smashed, and he was going to bathe him. He knew that the little guy would wash it.
Gong Ye night immediately took a smug look at the woman who was suffering and led the son upstairs.
Cheng Haoyue breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the sofa. This is the maid who brought the fruit tea in front of her.
"Miss Cheng, please eat fruit."
"Thank you." Cheng Haoyue said with a polite attitude.
The people in this entire castle, except for the palace night, are very polite to her.
In the bathroom, the little guy sang a song while playing with water, very happy.
Gong Ye night smear with the shower gel to the little guy, then, the natural tone of the question, "Ozawa, when you and your mommy are abroad, do you have any uncles around your mommy?"
The little guy blinked and immediately guessed another meaning that he wanted to ask. He smiled. "Hey, do you want to say, when we are abroad, are there uncles who are pursuing Mommy?"
The palace night squatting slightly, really underestimated the cleverness of this little guy, he had to ask, "Is there?"
"Yes! It’s just that Mommy doesn't like those uncles."
Those ones? So, more than one? The face of Gong Ye night is slightly gloomy, and sure enough, this woman is the master of the bee.
The little guy didn't know what his answer was and what effect it had on Mommy.
"Are you sure your mommy hasn't interacted with the uncles?" Gong Yeyi continued to want to put some of his past on Cheng Haoyue.
The little guy thought about it with his head in his head. It was too small and his memory was limited. He shook his head. "I don't know too well. You are better off asking Mommy."
Gong Ye night took this topic and talked about the direction of building a playground.
However, in his heart, the impact on Cheng Haoyue is even worse.
Cheng Haoyue was innocently stunned by her son. She sat on the sofa downstairs and ate fruit. Her mind could not help but float up today and met Lu Junxuan. He still had a face to ask her if she had a good time! When she was rushed out of nothing, when she had nothing, why didn’t he think about how she lived at that time?
Cheng Haoyue wants to be more angry, she only wants to never meet this scum in the future.
In the elevator next to it, the white-washed little guy ran out of the elevator. "Mummy, you smell my fragrance."
Cheng Haoyue hugged him, smelled on him, and praised, "Well, it's so sweet."
Behind him, Gong Ye night walked out and fell on her face, gloomy, as if she had offended him.
Cheng Haoyue took his son to see, the same face, the son's handsome and charming, the man, is simply ice.
"Mummy, we have to sleep with you tonight!" the little guy said to her.
Cheng Haoyue instinctively resisted, she bent a bright smile and advised, "Son, Mommy is too tired today, wants to sleep alone, you sleep with you!"
"No, no! I want to sleep with Mommy. You went to other rooms last night. I didn't see you when I woke up in the morning!" The little guy was a little unhappy and muttered.
"Hey! Three people are too crowded to sleep, Mommy can't sleep." Cheng Haoyue said panic, feeling the direction of the wine cabinet shot a mocking icy sight.
The little guy has some pitiful pleading. "So... can Mommy sleep with me, when I am asleep, will Mommy leave again? I have to sleep with my mommy, beg you, Please, Mommy."
Cheng Haoyue couldn't bear to refuse his son's request, so he nodded. "Well, Mommy is sleeping with you."
Cheng Haoyue said to the little guy, "You stay here first, Mommy is going to take a bath!"
"Yeah!" The little guy nodded. Cheng Haoyue glanced at the wine cabinet. He was holding a bottle of wine in the man. He knew that he would look at the little guy. She went upstairs and went to sleep last night. bath.
Gong Ye night adjusted a glass of wine, slender fingers, and paid a bite, and found that the taste is not right, it must be that he just listened to the woman and son dialogue, causing him absent-minded.
He drank the wine after two drinks, watching the little guy jump around on the sofa alone, and he picked him up and "walked and squatted to accompany you to the room to play."
"Hey, are you going to take a shower?"
"Ok!"
The two fathers and sons arrived at the room together. Cheng Haoyue had not come yet. Gong Yeyue gave his son a story book, and he entered the bathroom to take a bath.
After Cheng Haoyue had finished the shower in the room, he put on a conservative pajamas, short-sleeved knee-length shorts, and the cotton fabric was very comfortable.
She had been in the room until 9:30, when she walked toward the master bedroom, thinking that the palace night had brought her son up.
She didn't knock at the door, and she opened the guard and entered.
However, the scene in the room was a bit spicy.
In the bed, Gong Ye night is only wearing a bullet underwear, is doing push-ups, and his son is riding on his back, giggling, the little guy sees Mommy coming in, more excited, "Hey, I have to play I still have to play."
Cheng Haoyue looked at the bed, the man was strong and handsome, because he was doing push-ups, his arms were exposed, his male body was exuding, and what was even more abominable was that he only wore a pair of underwear, or was it tight?
The palace night did not stop, the little guy was riding on his waist, and he did the effortless push-ups, making the little guy laugh and drooled out.
"I... I will wait for you." Cheng Haoyue's eyes are hiding from the man's body, and some are overwhelmed.
Gong Yeyin took his son into his arms and smiled low. "Well, next time you play with you, now you are lying down and sleeping."
"Don't you sleep?"
"Ok!"
"Mummy, come over, we are sleeping!" The little guy greeted.
Gong Ye night squatted with his arms and slept first. On the large bed, his slender body showed a charming arc in the quilt.
Cheng Haoyue swallowed his throat and thought that the man was under the quilt and only wore the body of a pair of underwear, she could not stop the heartbeat.
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