Occupy the black-bellied president

Chapter 412 Sweetness 1
"Haha!" Ding Jiaqi laughed, "There will never be someone who can replace you, but the reason why I haven't found another man is because I gave birth to Yong Yi."

"..."

"Yong Yi is too much like you, the style of doing things, the habit of speaking, they are all too like you. Then I can't forget it even if I want to."

"Thank you for giving birth to Eternal Memory for me."

"Then if you come back and I marry someone else, what should you do?" Ding Jiaqi suddenly wanted to know.

"leave."

Ding Jiaqi waited for him, as if to say, a spineless man, "Will you marry someone else?"

"will not."

"..."

"I want you to be happy, I want you to be happy, I respect your choices and your feelings."

"Scumbag..." Ding Jiaqi didn't know what to cry about these four simple sentences, but they inexplicably poked her tears. The simple and plain words without any flower ornaments moved her little by little. Heartstrings.

Luck, meeting is luck, falling in love is luck, even separation and reunion are luck.Therefore, they will take every step of the next step with gratitude and luck.

Yin Luo has been back for more than a month, and the young couple haven't seen each other for three and a half years. Their enthusiasm only increases day and night.

In the huge villa, apart from the sweet and loving young couple who are sweet and loving all day long, the only thing left is their precious son.

However, Yin Yongyi, who was originally obedient and sensible, discovered a very serious thing in the short period of more than a month when he first tasted father's love.

It turns out that besides hugging him, coaxing him, and occasionally playing with him for a while, the main function of a creature like dad is to compete with him for his mother!

To say how Yin Yongyi noticed this, we have to start after they came back from Italy.

"En?" Yin Yongyi blinked and looked at Yin Luo who was on the big bed in the master bedroom.

"Is Yong Yi a man?"

"Dad, I am."

"But when a man reaches your age, he usually won't sleep with his mother anymore."

Yin Yongyi was completely dumbfounded.

Then he stared blankly at Yin Luo, that Xiaojun's face just looked at it, as if he could cry in the next second, in short, he was wronged to a certain level.

At a young age, he was caught in a tangle, whether to be a man, or to give up his mother's gentle and soft jade.

Yin Luo seemed to see his entanglement, so he pulled him to her side, "If you don't believe me, go ask other children, do three-year-olds still sleep with their mothers?"

Yin Yongyi doesn't know how the other children are doing, but he seems to remember that Brother Moqing no longer sleeps with his mother...

"cocoa……"

"Dad just came back, you let Dad and Mom stay alone for a while..."

Before he finished speaking, a wet towel was thrown on Yin Luo's face, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ding Jiaqi walked over with a speechless face.

Yin Luo pulled off the towel and looked at Ding Jiaqi.

"When Yong Yi was born, were you there? When he was full moon, were you there? When he caught Zhou Zhou, were you there? On his three-year birthday, when were you there? En?"

Yin Luo blinked those deep eyes.

"You kicked Yong Yi out of the room as soon as you came back, are you planning to come back and be a good father?"

Yin Luo swallowed, feeling ashamed to be scolded by her.

"Go online and look it up first, buy some books and come back to read, and learn how to be a father."

"..."

Ding Jiaqi hugged Yin Yongyi who looked aggrieved, "Yongyi baby, come here, mommy hug."

Yin Yongyi turned around and threw herself into Ding Jiaqi's arms, "Mom..."

"Xiao Yongyi is a man, the main reason is that mother wants to sleep with Xiao Yongyi." Ding Jiaqi kissed his little cheek, "Mom will be afraid to sleep alone, Yongyi will protect mother, right?"

Yin Luo supported his head with one hand, and looked at the mother and child who were very intimate. It was a very warm picture, and Yin Luo was fascinated by it.

However, listening to Ding Jiaqi's words, my heart ached.

She would be afraid of this when she sleeps alone at night. Before she married him, she probably didn't have it, but after he left...

Thinking about it, his thoughts are indeed a bit bad, because he wants to have a good time with Ding Jiaqi, but with his son in front of him, it is hopeless to do anything.

Sighing, he stretched his arms around Ding Jiaqi's waist, and pulled the mother and child into his arms together. Fortunately, the chest and the arms were wide enough to fit the mother and child.

"Hey...be careful." Ding Jiaqi lay down in Yin Luo's arms, carefully protecting Yin Yongyi, for fear that he might get hurt somewhere.

Yin Luo was still supporting his head with one hand, while the other long arm was tightly wrapped around Ding Jiaqi's body. Between them lay a little Yong Yi with big eyes blinking. He smiled sweetly and nestled in his mother's arms. , but looked at his father contentedly.

"Then sleep together."

Ding Jiaqi smiled, and put it in Yin Luo's arms. The temperature on his body made people feel nostalgic.

"Alo..."

"kindness?"

"Get up early tomorrow."

"..."

"Go and remove the tombstone in the garden by yourself. It's unlucky." When Ding Jiaqi said this, she was almost emotionless, and Yin Luo's hairs stood on end.

As if to say, if I wake up in the morning and see the tombstone is still there, you will suffer.

He nodded, "Yes."

Only then did Ding Jiaqi curl the corners of her mouth, enjoying the hard-won peace, tranquility, contentment, and sweetness.

Although Yin Yongyi feels that having a real father has enriched him a lot, but the big bed where there were only mother and son suddenly took up more than half of it, and the "warm and fragrant nephrite" that originally belonged to him alone is inexplicable. I got into my father's arms...

Originally thought that after Ding Jiaqi scolded Yin Luo, he would give up the idea of ​​getting Yin Yongyi out of the master bedroom, but apparently not.

"Dad, what book are you reading?"

Yin Luo listened to Ding Jiaqi's words, and bought a few books on how to be a good father correctly, and books on how to be a good father at home, as well as books on having a three-year-old baby at home. On this day, she was flipping through the classics in the living room.

Yin Yongyi watched the cartoon and climbed onto him. The father and son didn't get along for a long time, but they became familiar with each other very quickly, as if they had been father and son in their previous life.

His thin arms wrapped around Yin Luo's body, then wrapped his arms around his neck, hung on his body, and stared at the book Yin Luo held in his hand.

"Nice book."

"What a beautiful book."

"A good-looking book for a man." Yin Luo continued.

The word "manly" is a string in Yin Yongyi's mind. In the past, Ding Jiaqi always said that Yin Yongyi had to become a man to protect his mother. In order to protect his mother, he silently took the word "manly" as his own. However, after my father came back, the meaning of the word "manly" changed, and it became that I had to do everything by myself as much as possible, and the most important thing was that I could no longer sleep with my mother.

"What did it say?" Yin Yongyi asked a little nervously and curiously.

"It says that a man can't always be with..."

"Mom!" Yin Yongyi yelled at Ding Jiaqi who was about to enter the kitchen, and interrupted Yin Luo directly.

Ding Jiaqi turned her head slightly and walked over, "What's wrong, Yong Yi?"

"It's okay!" Yin Yongyi jumped on Yin Luo's body, the small soles of his feet stepped on Yin Luo's thigh, which made him speechless in pain, but Yin Yongyi was inexplicably excited, hehe rushed Ding Jiaqi smiled, "Mom!"

"what's up?"

"It's okay! Hehe!"

Ding Jiaqi was speechless, walked over, and kissed Yin Yongyi again and again, the sound of "Bobo" sounded, making Yin Luo who was leaning on the sofa quite uncomfortable.

"Cough cough." Yin Luo coughed twice, motioning for Ding Jiaqi.

Ding Jiaqi didn't receive his signal at all, and only cared about teasing her own son.

"Jiaqi..." He muttered dissatisfied.

"What's wrong?" Ding Jiaqi asked.

With an indifferent expression, Yin Luo glanced at Yin Yongyi, who was flustered and even more excited after being kissed by Ding Jiaqi.

Ding Jiaqi reached out, rubbed Yin Luo's hair casually, and said, "Look at Yong Yi, don't let him fall off. I'll cook."

So, just like that, the wife left.

Yin Yongyi was still hanging on Yin Luo's neck, jumping up and down, Yin Luo's face turned dark.

"Yong Yi..." Yin Luo called out to him.

Yin Yongyi suddenly felt bad, "Father, you continue to read, I'll watch cartoons."

"..."

So, Yin Luo kept thinking afterwards, this son definitely did it on purpose, deliberately interrupting his words, deliberately showing affection to Ding Jiaqi in front of him, deliberately...

No, he can't think so deeply about a three-year-old, it's just a coincidence.

So, he continued to study how to make children learn to be self-reliant and self-reliant, preferably away from their mothers automatically.

But after a while, he couldn't bear it any longer. While Yin Yongyi was fascinated by watching cartoons, he put down his book and walked towards the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

Ding Jiaqi was cooking, when someone grabbed her waist from behind suddenly, she was really shocked.

After her face turned green, she said coldly, "Yin Luo, please make a little noise when you walk in the future!"

Although it is said to be used to it, sometimes, it is impossible to get used to it!

Yin Luo rested his chin on her shoulder, "What are you doing, it smells so good."

"Braised pork, Yong Yi's favorite food."

Yin Luo smelled the good smell on her body, "Is there anything I like to eat?"

"I remember you are not picky eaters." Ding Jiaqi said lightly.

Yin Luo hugged her tightly, and said indifferently, "I don't have anything to dislike, but I have preferences."

"Tell me, what is your preference? I don't think it's too late to prepare now." Ding Jiaqi said casually, not realizing that there was something in his words.

"Jiaqi..."

"kindness?"

"Jackie."

"..."

"Jackie."

Ding Jiaqi instantly understood the deep, obscure, and ambiguous meaning in his words, and her face immediately turned red, almost catching up with the color of the braised pork.

"If you don't have this dish, get out."

"..." Yin Luo rested on her shoulder and did not move.

Ding Jiaqi wasn't uncomfortable at first, but after that, she became more and more uncomfortable. She was always being rubbed on her neck, and she was not a cold animal.

"I'll let you watch Yong Yi, if he falls off the sofa later, I'll see what you will do!" Ding Jiaqi had no choice but to threaten Yin Luo with Yong Yi.

But Yin Luo obviously doesn't like this, he can see Yong Yi's every move through the glass window, he has long been attracted by the beautiful girl on TV.

"Before, I found out one thing, do you want to listen?"

"What kind of mystery, what is it?"

"When I type your name in pinyin, four characters always pop up."

(End of this chapter)