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Chapter 450 That's Because I Like It So Much

Wen Yunting, who was leaning against the door, frowned slightly: Is that a bad kissing hobby?How did this little girl become a bite?
The blush on Le Yao's cheeks has not dissipated, she doesn't know how to tell Doudou that it is not "biting".After that, she approached her and kissed her lips lightly: "Doudo, what did I do to you just now?"

"You kissed me." Doudou smiled, hugging Le Yao and kissing her too.

Ahem, Le Yao was ashamed of her reciprocity, "Then do you know why I kissed you?"

"Because you like me." Doudou's cute childish voice was cute, innocent like that.

"Uncle Wen also likes me, that's why he kisses me." Le Yao explained with difficulty, but she didn't know if Doudou could understand her.

"Kiss is like this." Doudou kissed Le Yao, and compared: "But Uncle Wen didn't kiss, it was biting." She looked at Le Yao's lips: "It's strange, he didn't bite your mouth. .”

Le Yao couldn't laugh or cry.

Wen Yunting walked over, squatted in front of them, and put his hand on Le Yao's shoulder: "Doudou, the godmother kissed you because she liked you; and Uncle Wen 'bited' the godmother because he liked her very much. " He emphasized the words 'very fond of', and then looked at Doudou's bright eyes: "Do you understand?"

Doudou looked at them with wide eyes, and then nodded half understanding.

Wen Yunting smiled at Le Yao, to the effect: Look at me, I finally explained clearly.

But later, Doudou shook her head again.

Wen Yunting and Le Yao were depressed at the same time... They found that communicating with children is actually quite difficult.

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at dinner.

Le Yao put vegetables in Doudou's bowl.

Doudou's mouth narrowed, and she became aggrieved: "I don't eat vegetables."

"Kids can't be picky eaters." Le Yao said to her.

Doudou's mouth was still deflated: "I just don't want to eat vegetables."

Le Yao pursed her lips, quite embarrassed.

Seeing the stalemate between the senior and the junior, Wen Yunting walked over and sat next to Doudou.

"If you don't like it, don't eat it." Wen Yunting took out all the vegetables in the Doudou bowl, put them on an empty plate, and said to Le Yao, "You too, don't force her to eat something she doesn't like."

"Yun Ting." Le Yao was slightly startled: "You—" It was good for her to let Doudou eat vegetables, but how could he agree with Doudou and sing against her?
Wen Yunting winked at her quietly, signaling her not to speak, and then, he gave her Doudou's favorite meat and scrambled eggs.

Doudou looked at Le Yao, then lowered her head and put the rice and meat in the bowl into her mouth.

Wen Yunting said softly: "Doudou, have you seen godmother's hair, isn't it black and beautiful?"

Doudou looked at it and nodded.

"Ke Doudou's hair is short and short." Wen Yunting said.

Doudou pouted.

"The godmother's skin is also good," Wen Yunting said in an exaggerated tone almost like a child: "Doudo, don't you think the godmother is very beautiful?"

Listening to what he said, Le Yao who was sitting opposite was both angry and funny.

Doudou agreed with Wen Yunting's words and nodded vigorously.

"Then do you know why godmother is so beautiful? Why is her hair so dark? Why is her skin so good?" Wen Yunting asked her.

Doudou looked at him innocently, then shook her head.

Wen Yunting approached Doudou's ear and whispered: "Your godmother likes to eat vegetables the most, because there are vitamins in them. After eating, her hair will become black and shiny, and her skin will get better and better."

Doudou opened her ignorant eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"Look at her if you don't believe me, is there a vegetable in her bowl?" Wen Yunting whispered to her.

Doudou pursed her lips and looked at Le Yao. Sure enough, there were vegetables in the godmother's bowl.

Wen Yunting stretched out his chopsticks and pressed Le Yao's chopsticks, "Hmph, godmother, do you want to eat all the vegetables and look beautiful by yourself?"

Le Yao got the idea, and deliberately said: "Anyway, I don't eat Doudou, so I will eat it alone."

"Our Doudou also grows beautifully, so you have to save some for Doudou to eat." Wen Yunting said to Doudou, "Isn't it, Doudou?"

Doudou nodded solemnly.

After that, Wen Yunting brought some vegetables for her. Although Doudou didn't like it, she ate a lot because of the child's pure nature.

Le Yao was washing dishes in the kitchen, and in the living room, two people, one big and one small, were arguing.

"That's my godmother." Doudou said unwillingly.

"That's my wife." Instinctively, a financial genius who dominates the business world actually bickered with a four-year-old girl.

"I want to sleep with my godmother." Doudou pouted.

"I want to sleep with my wife." Wen Yunting suddenly found that Le Yao's eyes were strikingly similar to Doudou's.

"No." Doudou hummed, completely forgetting that she was in the same camp as Wen Yunting during the meal: "You will bite the godmother."

"That's not biting." This kid, why doesn't he understand?Wen Yunting hummed.

"Anyway, no," Doudou said with his hands on his hips, looking like a grown-up, with a baby-fat face, full of expressions: "You can't be the third party."

third party?
Hahaha...Wen Yunting laughed, the child's language world is really amazing.

Le Yao came out after tidying up the kitchen, and saw a big and a small, Doudouhu, who looked like a winner, while Wen Yunting couldn't help but smile.

"Doudou, you can't bully Uncle." Le Yao was in the kitchen before, and when he heard their conversation occasionally, he was also smiling.

"Godmother, I didn't bully him, but he wanted to bully you." Doudou looked protective of Le Yao: "That's why I don't let him sleep with us at night."

"Ah?" Le Yao hugged her, and smiled broadly: "He won't bully me."

"He wants to bite you." Doudou was full of protection, and said seriously: "Bitting you is bullying you."

Wen Yunting's laughter grew stronger.

Le Yao couldn't help laughing too.

Later, with great difficulty, I put that cute little thing to sleep.

"What should I do?" Wen Yunting stood helplessly beside the bed. Doudou was sleeping on his back in the middle of the nearly two-meter-high bed, with his arms and legs wide open, occupying almost half of the bed.

"You sleep in the living room." Seeing his appearance, Le Yao bit her lips and smiled lightly.

He imitated Doudou's cheating: "Then you have to sleep with me in the living room."

Le Yao smiled, and said angrily, "Look at you, how do you look like a child."

"Don't allow Doudou to get into your arms." He said domineeringly.

"No way." Le Yao couldn't help laughing: "Doudou is a child."

"No way." Wen Yunting looked like a rascal.

Afterwards, Wen Yunting insisted on pulling Le Yao to lie with her on the big sofa in the living room.

"Yun Ting," the two of them lay side by side, and because of Doudou's arrival, the cabin became more alive: "You like children very much, don't you?"

Wen Yunting was slightly startled, and then said, "No."

"But why do I think you like Doudou very much?" Le Yao remembered that this should be their second meeting, and she knew that Wen Yunting was very slow, how could he coax Doudou to eat vegetables so patiently? Naturally bickering with Doudou happily?
"Because of you." Wen Yunting held her hand tightly, "Because Doudou looks like you." In fact, he couldn't explain why he suddenly liked Doudou so much.

"Like me?" Le Yao was slightly startled: "Doudou looks like me?" This topic surprised her.

"Yeah," Wen Yunting said, "especially the eyes, they are very similar." He was very happy with this discovery...the two women, one big and one small, are really cute.

Le Yao's heart was slightly touched, and her hand unconsciously fell on her lower abdomen. Through the clothes, she couldn't touch anything, but some scars, no matter how faded they were, would always exist.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her silent, Wen Yunting looked sideways at her.

Le Yao nestled into his arms for a long time, whispering: "If... I mean, if we have a daughter as big as Doudou, would you like it?"

"I like it, why don't I like it? As long as it's our child, I like it." Wen Yunting responded to her with a slight smile, he was already longing for their child.

"I mean, if you had a daughter the size of a pea, would you like it?"

Wen Yunting was slightly stunned, unable to distinguish the difference between her previous sentence and the current sentence, so she asked, "Why must it be a daughter?"

"You like your son?" Le Yao was slightly disappointed.

"Silly girl," he pinched her little face, "As long as it's ours, whether it's a son or a daughter, I like it." After speaking, he hugged her into his arms.

"Yun Ting," after being silent, Le Yao's thoughts went back to five years ago... After a long time, he said quietly, "If we really have such a big daughter, it would be great."

His breath caught between her brows, kisses fell little by little, and finally, he leaned close to her ear: "If you want it now, it's not too late." As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her deeply.

His kiss melted what Le Yao was about to say into each other's lips, and their hearts trembled with his movements.Just when he was about to move further, she suddenly grabbed his hand and stopped him.

"Relax." He whispered in her ear, rushing towards her with a deep and tired affection.

"Doudou is here..." Doudou is in the bedroom, and they are in the living room. She was afraid that Doudou would wake up, so she didn't close the bedroom door. She was afraid that their voice would wake Doudou up.

"Don't be afraid." As they rubbed each other's ears, his desire had reached its peak, and he didn't want to and couldn't let it go. After saying that, he broke free from her hand.

"Doudou will hear." For him, Le Yao had no resistance at all, and was retreating steadily, but there was a sliver of reason that made her want to push him away.

"Just keep your voice down." Wen Yunting said nastyly, and she finally gave up struggling and wandered in the ocean of love with him.

night, quiet.

In the quiet living room, after being lingering, they took a breath, they held hands, and being so close to him gave Le Yao a sense of security.

a long time.

"It's raining." She whispered, in the bamboo sea, it is extremely quiet, and the occasional sound on weekdays is the sound of bamboo leaves being blown by the wind, but at this time, Jing Mi's space allows her to hear The sound of rain falling on bamboo leaves.

"Yeah." He was a little tired, and responded in a low voice.

"Yun Ting," Le Yao's thoughts were very clear, calling him softly.

"Ok?"

Le Yao hesitated, nervous, the words were in her throat, her breathing was a little urgent, a little panting: "Do you still remember that thunderstorm night?" As soon as the words came out, her heart was slightly suffocated.

"Huh?" He closed his eyes, enjoying the tenderness of her soft body, "What?"

Not sure whether it was disappointment or melancholy, Le Yao remained silent, maybe he was really exhausted.

Seeing that she was silent and stopped talking, Wen Yunting opened his eyes instead. In the darkness, he couldn't see each other clearly, "Yaoyao, what did you say?"

"It's nothing." Le Yao's chest felt tight.

"What a thunderstorm night." He could feel a slight change in her mood, and he concentrated all of a sudden.

Le Yao's heart trembled, and she finally said: "Five years ago, that thunderstorm night." That night completely changed her.

Wen Yunting frowned, but tried hard to remember, but he couldn't remember anything.

"Do you remember... our first time?" Her heart was slightly cold, but she pressed her face to his chest, where it was warm, and his strong heartbeat echoed in her eardrums.

Wen Yunting's hand caressed her smooth shoulders, and his fingers passed through her long black soft hair, "Remember." A few months ago, that autumn night, that autumn night of love, was their first time.At that time, he didn't know that she was Xiao Dada, but the two of them got along surprisingly well.It's just that he regrets that he is not her first man, but now these are not important, what is important is that she is his and she is by his side.

"That night, there was thunder and rain." Le Yao said in a low voice, his thoughts went back to five years ago, the memories of that night were nothing but shyness and pain, and there was no happiness of being in harmony with each other now.

Wen Yunting was slightly taken aback, thunder and rain?He remembered that it was just an autumn night, a cool night.But how could she say that there was a thunderstorm?Shouldn't it be summer with thunderstorms?In the bottom of my heart, there seemed to be a faint guess expanding.

"Yun Ting," what happened five years ago is like a thorn in his chest, Le Yao doesn't want to be silent anymore, "Did you leave Biyuan without saying goodbye because you were afraid that I would pester you?"

Wen Yunting was surprised?Biyuan?five years ago?Could it be that she was talking about five years ago, five years ago they already... He searched hard in his memory, but if they were really in love with each other, how could he not know? "I left Biyuan because I was going to the United States for eye treatment." Wei Yuehua received a call from overseas in the early morning. In the early morning, he had a car to pick them up in Biyuan and went directly to the airport to fly to the United States. He said goodbye blankly, but Le Zhengming told him that she had returned to school.

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Back then, she waited day and night, waiting for a long, long time, but she didn't get a single word from him.

"I have a message for your father." Wen Yunting's chest suddenly had warm tears falling on it. He was slightly startled, and stroked her cheek with his hand. He hugged her tightly: "Yaoyao, don't cry." At this time, he suddenly remembered that the night before he left, there was a thunderstorm roaring, and when he left early in the morning, the air was extremely fresh.Could it be that night she was talking about?

"I wrote you a letter, why didn't you reply?" She whispered, five years ago, such a difficult day, every minute and every second, was like a year, and her expectations were finally dashed day by day.

"Letter?" Wen Yunting's thoughts became clear, "Where did you send it?"

"The Wen family." Le Yao said, it's been so long, but she still clearly remembers, from the first letter sent, to the second, third, fourth, a whole, twelve, However, she never received a reply from him.

How did they miss it?Wen Yunting's heart hurt slightly, and he hugged her tightly. "Yaoyao, I have never received your letter."

Le Yao's hand wrapped around his waist, and leaned closer to him. If he didn't receive the letter, then he didn't know about her...that she was pregnant.

Wen Yunting kissed her eyebrows, but his thoughts went back to five years ago, because, the night he left Biyuan, he had a dream all night. In the dream, he was lingering with her. When he woke up from the dream, his whole body was sore and naked Lying on the bed... Then, Wei Yuehua came in and told her the good news that his eyes could be healed in the United States.Could it be... Could it be... What happened that night was not a dream.His heart tightened slightly, and he hugged her tightly with his hands, and asked tentatively, "Did I not be gentle that night?" Looking back now, in the dream that night, it was full of Little Dada... If she didn't mention it now, then he thought it was just a dream.

That night... that night.Le Yao's eyes were gently closed, and his lips whispered: "Not only is he not gentle, but also very rough." Things have passed, and in retrospect, compared with the current lingering, at that time, his movements were indeed much stiffer, she remembered, That night, during the whole process, he didn't speak, but what was left to her was only pain.Afterwards, amidst the roar of the thunderstorm, he fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Yunting felt sorry for her, and hugged her tightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Le Yaofu hugged him tightly, touched his ear with her lips, and finally revealed the secret in her heart: "We... had children once."

Wen Yunting's thoughts went blank for a moment, he was obviously shocked.

She took his hand and landed on his lower abdomen. Between the softness, there was a slightly hard mark.

"what is this?"

Le Yao's eyes were moist, "This is the scar left by the caesarean section."

Wen Yunting's mind was buzzing, and his hand couldn't help but hug her tightly, "Yaoyao, you...you gave birth to a child..." Child, that child, their child, she gave birth?

Le Yao nodded, but tears fell on his chest: "Yunting..." Four years ago, on that early summer morning, after a day and night of pain, the doctor finally decided to have a cesarean section. When she was drowsy, the child's The first cry woke her up. At that time, she only remembered that the nurse seemed to have said: "Girl, it's a mess."

Wen Yunting's heart suddenly ached, how much pain did she suffer?He was heartbroken for a moment, and he didn't know what to say to her, but he just kissed her and kissed her tenderly.

"I... I haven't even had a chance to look at her," her fingers, tightly grasping the edge of the sofa, tears, but overflowing, for several years, when she dreamed back at midnight, she would always lick the sofa alone With a wound, she would always be awakened by the sorrow in her heart, and then could not sleep all night, but in front of her father, she could only force herself to smile, because she could not make him sad or sad.

Wen Yunting can feel her trembling and her pain at this moment, he just loves her.

"Yunting, heh, Yunting," she cried, her tears overflowing, their unmasked child...

Wen Yunting hugged her tightly to his chest, there was no blame, only endless pain, he hated himself, how could he let her bear so much alone: ​​"Silly girl, why didn't you tell me such a big thing?"

"I told you in the letter." Le Yao wept softly. Back then, all she had was his family's address. Several times, when she went to look for him, the servant blocked him from the Louhua gate. She had no choice but to. Only write to him, word by word, sentence by sentence... All she wants is an answer from him, "But, you didn't answer any of the twelve letters."

"I'm sorry, Yaoyao." His heart ached, he could feel her pain back then, just like when he heard that Biyuan was burned and she was gone, "But why didn't you come to me?"

Le Yao sadly said: "I have looked for you...but you don't know me."

As she spoke, she narrated in a low voice the night that broke her heart: that night, when it was almost New Year’s Day, it was drizzling, and after Biyuan was burned, she and her father rented a house in the suburbs of City Z. At that time, she had She was five months pregnant, and her lower abdomen was already showing signs of dew. After sending twelve letters in a row, but did not get any response, she came and went to Wen's residence to look for him.

That night, many expensive cars were parked outside Wen's house. Inside Wen's house, the lights were bright and there were many guests. At that time, she remembered that she was standing outside the carved gate, looking forward to seeing him. The raindrops were mixed in the cold wind and fell on the body, it was so cold.

After waiting for a long time, she finally saw him come out. However, he was holding a beautiful girl in his arms. In his arms, he smiled happily.She remembered even more clearly that at that time, his eyes had inadvertently swept across her body standing outside the carved door, but his eyes turned away indifferently.At that time, her heart was bleeding from pain, and she almost fainted.

The past was sad for her to tell, but Wen Yunting's heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe, so she could only kiss her and say sorry.It turned out that she had endured so much back then.If he had received her letter, if she had been able to stop him at that time, then he would never have given up on her, let alone let her bear so much alone.

When she was describing the past in detail, he cried: "Yaoyao," at this moment, all he can express his feelings is to kiss... thin kisses fell on her cheeks, kissing away her tears , he hugged her tightly and swore secretly that from now on, he would never let her be sad again.

"Because the baby was born too young, she lived in an incubator," Le Yao's tears never broke: "But, she didn't survive..." She remembered that when she just finished the caesarean section, The next day, her father told her that the child had died, and she dared not cry out in front of him.Up to now, the sadness that has been suppressed for too long has hit her one after another, and her heart hurts so much.

Wen Yunting's pain was no less than hers... He felt guilty, he blamed himself, he hated himself, why did he trust his aunt's words, thinking that Xiao Dada had passed away... He hated himself, why didn't he go to Biyuan a few more times, even though Le Zhengming stopped her He saw her, but if he persisted, there would be a day when he would wait for her.

It turned out that they had missed each other many times.

(End of this chapter)