In the morning, Mingzhe woke up as usual, but his hands touched a piece of warm skin. He frowned and opened his eyes, his heart full of vigilance.

A second later, the brain was sober, the man's frowned eyebrows were loosened again, and he almost forgot, there will be a child around him in the future.

He sat up and looked to the side. Sure enough, he saw the child sleeping next to him. He lay on his side, and there were two red spots on his white face.

Mingzhe reached out and gently lifted the clothes on He Qing's body. After covering his belly, he was about to cover the quilt on him. Suddenly he found that his expression was a little wrong.

The boy frowned, his ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and his mouth hummed softly. This sound was very small, just like a newborn baby cat crying, full of eagerness.

The man looked startled, almost thinking why Qing was sick, he quickly picked up the boy, and the soft sleeping body was embraced by him in his arms, and after showing his face, the uncomfortable expression on He Qing's face became more conspicuous. .

"A Qing, A Qing?"

Ming Zhe tapped the boy's back lightly, and when He Qing opened his eyes glaringly, he looked over with doubt and asked, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

"Huh?" The child made a pitiful nasal noise. After a moment of embarrassment, he lowered his head hesitantly to look at his belly when the man reached for the temperature in his forehead.

"A Qing... want to pee..."

Mingzhe was stunned, and there was almost no reaction.

He Qing was gradually awake. He covered his small stomach and stood up slowly. Bai Shengsheng's little feet had just stepped on the bed, and he kicked a few eagerly.

The child blushed and reached out to hug the neck of the man sitting on the bed, "Uncle, I want to pee..."

Pee, then go.

The man took him to the toilet and faced a new problem.

A Qing, a seven-year-old boy, doesn't solve physical problems by himself.

Watching him suffocate his face flushed, looking at his pitiful face with grievances, Mingzhe had to lean over and help the little birdie.

After the sound of the water, the liberated child was sleepy again, leaning on the man and lethargicly, Mingzhe reluctantly hugged him back to bed, seeing He Qing fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, and a pair of chubby little hands tried Stretched into his mouth, quickly stopped.

He Qing quickly wiped his hands with a towel to help He Qing clean it, and after seeing it, it was a little complicated to see the child holding his thumb again.

He has read a lot of books, including the act of fingers, which should only happen when the baby is still nursing?

It was so frustrating early in the morning that Mingzhe, who had always hated trouble, was not at all disgusted.

I thought to myself that this might be the feeling of raising a son. The man left the room lightly and went downstairs for breakfast.

Although Aqing, who is thinking about having breakfast, should not wake up, Mingzhe, who has always enjoyed life slowly, is eating much faster today than before.

After eating at a very fast rate, the man went upstairs again, fearing that the boy would be noisy, and pushed the room lightly.

There was a swell in the middle of the bed again, and there was a smile in Mingzhe's eyes when he thought of the child who was lying on the pillow before he left.

How can this kid always like to drill a bed?

He was thinking, but when he approached, he felt something was wrong. The little bump was up and down slightly, as if the person inside was twitching.

The man was startled and quickly opened the quilt, but the child inside was curling up on his knees and crying. His crying face was red and his eyes were red. He was startled by the sudden opening of the quilt, his eyes widened in horror Looked over.

After seeing clearly who was standing in front of me, the panic in the child's eyes ceased, but the small body would suddenly sob because of the previous cry, and looked very pitiful.

"Why are you crying again?"

After the man asked helplessly, He Qing's tears stopped even more fiercely.

He chuckled up, got into the man's arms, and the small body twitched from time to time because of crying, and he was very wronged.

"Uncle, uncle is gone..."

"Wake up and see no uncle..."

In the ear was a child crying with grievances, Mingzhe's voice softened. He carefully patted the soft body in his arms and coaxed softly, "Uncle went downstairs to have breakfast, isn't this coming back immediately? "

"Okay, don't cry, A Qing is hungry, let's go to have breakfast."

"Uh, uh..."

Despite the crying cry, but after hearing the explanation, the child was very coquettish and nodded and agreed, "A Qing, hungry..."

It didn't happen that Mingzhe was coaxing so quickly, but the boy with red eyes and tears on his eyelashes looked up and could not help smiling.

He picked up the boy, "Go and dress downstairs."

"it is good……"

He Qing agreed softly and stood there waiting for the man to dress himself.

Mingzhe raised his eyes to see his appearance waiting to be served, and couldn't help laughing, "This will be smart."

I don’t know what he’s talking about, He Qingmu confidantly looked at him with his red eyes open, and seeing his dull and cute look, Mingzhe touched his little head.

"Yes, uncle will wear it for you!"

Children are so cute, it's okay to help dress.

Help the child to get dressed, put on shoes, and then take it to the bathroom. Fortunately, although he will not go to the bathroom, it is still possible to put a small toothbrush with toothpaste on his mouth and move He Qing.

The boy's mouth was covered with white foam, because his wet eyelashes curled slightly before curling, and his big eyes were even more watery. At this moment, these beautiful watery eyes are staring at the man without blinking, seeming to be afraid He ran away the same.

Mingzhe felt funny in his heart, so he stood in front of He Qing and waited, seeing that he finally took his toothbrush out of his mouth slowly and passed the water in his hand.

After He Qing slowly took the water to wash it off, the process of getting up early was finally completed.

Holding the child's soft little hand downstairs, because he had just arrived home, Mingzhe was not good now and taught him to eat immediately, he was only close to himself, so he had to hold the soft little body in his arms, a little bit Feeding.

A child was added to the house, and there were more children's favorite dishes on the table. Mingzhe didn't understand the deliciousness of these dishes, but seeing He Qing's little belly bulging in his mouth, his heart was bulging. Also feel happy.

The two were happy to feed, and the others did not refuse. When they came to the mouth, they obediently ate. When the housekeeper discovered that Mingzhe had fed the whole dish in front of him, and stopped quickly, He Qing’s belly was round and round. It's a big one.

"Sir, young master is still too young to eat anymore."

Ming Zhe also realized that he was feeding too much, and quickly put down the spoon in his hand, and gently dropped his hand on the belly of the child. When he touched the belly like a small watermelon, he was surprised.

"Hurry up and take the medicine!" He stood up holding the boy who shrank in his arms. "Forget it, the child is not easy to take medicine. Call Dr. Bai."

"Yes."

The housekeeper should go and call Dr. Bai.

Mingzhe holds the child and touches his small belly with one hand, "A Qingqing's belly does not rise?"

The child snuggled up on his shoulders and answered in a small voice, "A little bit up..."

Has he already started to feel uncomfortable?

The man was a little helpless, A Qing was good, but just a little too good.

He gently helped the child to gently rub the baby's belly, and said softly with a little worry, "Why don't you tell your uncle when your belly is bloated? Uncle has fed you so much."

The child looked at him with blank eyes wide, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

Mingzhe was distressed and helpless. He had to take the child to sit on the sofa and turn on the TV to show him cartoons.

After watching it for a while, He Qing's complexion just started to look wrong. Mingzhe kept watching him, just because he was afraid that he would be uncomfortable. At the moment, he saw his face ugly and sat down beside the boy.

"What's wrong, does your stomach hurt?"

"Ok……"

He Qing wrinkled the white tender face, a discomfort, and covered her stomach with her small hand, her voice shyly, "ache..."

"Good boy, the doctor will come right away, no pain, no pain."

Ming Zhe just saw that the child had nothing to do and thought it was really okay. Unexpectedly, after a while, his small white face was already in pain, and there were a lot of fine sweat beads on his forehead.

The little body curled up in pain on the sofa, and soon a small grunt came out of his mouth, with uncomfortable writing all over his body.

If a man can still say a few words when the boy is not expressing pain, then now is full of worry.

He carefully rested the boy’s head on his lap and reached out to help him rub, "Is there pain here? Is it better to rub?"

"Uncle... hurt..."

The child could no longer hear what he said, curling up his little feet, he kept humming uncomfortably, and from time to time accompanied by a small cry, Mingzhe was anxious and blaming himself, but he could do anything but rubbing his belly with his hands Nope.

"Dr. Bai has arrived!"

The butler also heard the movement coming at the moment, and he was worried when he saw the man. He quickly replied, "He lives nearby and it is estimated that he will come soon."

"Woooo...it hurts..."

The child couldn't bear the pain, and finally cried in a low voice, crying and crying with pain, accompanied by two uncles from time to time.

Mingzhe was so distraught by his shouting that he could only coax the man in his arms anxiously.

"Sir, there is a lady who claims to be a little aunt and aunt."

The man was annoying and didn’t want to refuse immediately, “No, let her come next time.”

"Dr. Bai is here!"

Hearing this, the man quickly stood up holding the crying child, "Hurry and let him in!"

Then, Dr. Bai came in, and Aunt He Qing, who was holding the little boy, also blended in smoothly.