Dressed as a paranoid Lord Qin's rival

Chapter 190 It seems that you took the initiative

Facing the girl's resentful eyes, Qin Jiye said unhurriedly: "But I remember, it seems that you took the initiative."

Yunheng: "..."

It was good that she took the initiative at the beginning, but after that she was always the passive one!
Yunheng said slowly, "Are you sure you want to discuss this issue with me?"

Qin Jiye: "..."

Yun Putao accompanied Yun Yu to finish washing the dishes, but before Yun Heng and Qin Jiye came out of the room, he ran over and knocked on the door.

The silence was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, Yunheng and Qin Jiye heard their son's voice.

"Hmph, I don't drink milk powder anymore."

Qin Jiye raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect his son to be so old and still drinking milk powder.

Yun Heng immediately turned around and opened the door after Yun Putao finished saying this, pinched his son's face and said, "Go and get your milk bottle."

Yun Putao tilted her head and peeked at Qin Jiye behind her, and asked curiously, "Did Daddy drink milk powder when he was my age?"

Just when Qin Jinye was about to say no to drinking, Yunheng suddenly reached out and tugged at the corner of the man's clothes.

So Qin Jiye nodded and said, "Yes."

Yun Putao's mood immediately became visibly depressed. It turned out that what Mommy said was true.

The little guy can only go to get the bottle and the milk powder can with nothing to love.

Looking at the little guy's decadent back, Qin Jiye took Yun Heng's hand and said, "A four-year-old child still needs to drink milk powder?"

Yun Heng nodded: "I have to drink until I'm five years old."

When Yun Putao was born, his body was still a bit weak. It stands to reason that the little guy should not be allowed to drink milk powder when he was three years old, but in order for Yun Putao to grow stronger, she decided to let Yun Putao drink until he was five years old.

Although there were only a few short words, Qin Jiye frowned because of these words.

No child support, no childbirth, no confinement, not even my son's four-year birthday party...

In the past five years, what has he missed?
The man pinched her fingers more and more. Yun Heng looked sideways, and saw Qin Jiye's expression was secretive, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yun Heng asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Qin Jinye stared at her fiercely, his eyes were so deep that they seemed to be able to draw people's souls into them.

"When is his birthday?"

Yun Heng, who thought that the man was going to ask the teacher to inquire about the crime, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and replied: "January NO. 20."

It's long gone.

Qin Jiye didn't say a word, just at that moment Yun Putao came back with a milk powder can and a feeding bottle.

Yunheng went to the kitchen to boil water to make milk powder for his son, and the father and son stood there staring at each other.

Qin Jiye was the first to break the silence: "Talk?"

Yun Putao replied seriously with a small face, "Yes."

Walking to the sofa, Qin Jiye sat down casually, with a handsome figure and a handsome profile, with one leg casually placed on the other, extremely lazy.

Yun Putao looked at the man's sitting posture, and imitated him by raising his short legs.

Qin Jiye: "...put it down."

Yun Putao cast a blank look at him, as if asking: You can do it, why can't I?
Qin Jiye: "..."

Qin Jiye silently put down the crossed leg, sitting in a dignified and elegant posture.

Yun Putao also put down her feet, and asked like a little adult: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Chat cloud hum."

"Why are you also called Hum?"

Qin Jiye raised his eyebrows: "I should ask you this."

Yun Putao puffed out her small chest, and said confidently, "Hmph, it sounds very nice."

"Don't call her that again."

"why?"

"Because she is my only Yunhengheng."

　#small theater#
　　Master Qin: Sure, not a son, but a rival in love

　　Cloud Grape: ...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)