"Wow -"

After taking a sip, the little guy started crying heartbreakingly.

  "Is it uncomfortable for me to hold?" Xiao Tingye cried, frightening Ye Mingmei at a loss, for fear that it was because she could not hold her well.

   "No, he probably doesn't want to drink milk."

  Qin Youxuan took her son from Ye Mingmei and coaxed it for a while, but the little guy was still crying.

  The big crystal eyes blinked, and the big tears fell down, which was poor.

"Don’t cry or cry. I’ll be fine after drinking it today. Mom will never drink anymore." Qin Youxuan coaxed her son guiltily. Seeing that he had been crying pitifully, she still couldn’t hold back and let the servants all Go out first, feed Xiao Tingye and drink two mouthfuls of breast milk.

  After taking two sips, the little guy stopped drinking, still crying.

   "Did you not sleep enough?" Seeing Xiao Tingye kept crying, Su Yiru leaned forward nervously.

   "I don't know, he never cried so much." Qin Youxuan was also at a loss.

  Xiao Tingye has been unbelievable since he was born. Except for two crying when he is hungry, he always looks like a little adult, looking around with his big dark eyes.

  My favorite is sleeping on Shan Hanjie’s chest...

  A white light flashed in Qin Youxuan's mind, the cat's eyes tightened, and he turned to glance at the time.

  She got up late today. After a few hours of tossing, it was the afternoon in a blink of an eye.

  At this time, Shan Hanjie should get off work and return to the villa.

   "Do you miss him?"

  Qin Youxuan stared down at the little guy who was crying and howling, the cat's eyes flashed with a trace of sadness.

   "Woo..."

  Xiao Tingye didn’t know if she understood her meaning, sobbing, her pink and tender little face was red with tears, and her little nose was open.

  Big eyes blinked, and tears fell like no money.

  The small hand clenched his fist and stretched out, not knowing what he wanted.

  Qin Youxuan bit her lip, took out the phone, turned out a photo inside, adjusted the screen to soft light, and then handed it to her son.

   stared at him unbelief.

  As soon as I saw Shan Hanjie’s photo, the little guy’s tears were immediately collected, and his little fist stretched out anxiously towards the phone, wanting to hug it.

  "……"

  Qin Youxuan was like a painful punch in the chest, and it was uncomfortable to suffocate.

   "Ting Ye is just not used to it, just let him get used to it for two days."

  Su Yiru also saw what was going on, and persuaded him.

   "If it really doesn't work, just let him come over. The child is important. Even if they are separated, the child is two people. You can't deprive Ting Ye of the right to fatherly love."

  "……"

  Qin Youxuan did not speak, holding her son who was tired of crying and fell asleep again, she couldn't tell the complexity in her heart.

  ……

  Private villa.

  Dan Hanjie’s stalwart body was leaning against the back of the chair, his fingers placed on the long dining table, and he tapped gently.

The sound of   咚咚 is especially crisp in a quiet space.

  The soft light stretched his shadow very long and long, very lonely...

  The big villa is missing two people, just like all the warmth is missing.

  After learning that Qin Youxuan had taken her son away with ecstasy, Shan Hanjie had been sitting at the dining table without ever moving.

  Her Qianli's figure swayed in front of him last night, she acted like a baby and changed his steak, but today she left without looking back...

  Once, Shan Hanjie was also a person, but he never felt that there was anything wrong.

  Now I am alone, but my heart is empty, making people crazy.