Candy Marriage

As soon as she heard that there was no chance to go back on her word, Mengbao quickly stopped her. "Mami, don't say it first. I'll think about it for another two days."

"Didn't you think about it just now? Why should I think about it? Did I just tell you all that for nothing?" Qu qing's face stiffened slightly when she said that.

"It's not for nothing, but I still can't bear to see you and daddy, so I won't be able to see you often. You two are so busy, and I don't know when I can come to see you again."

Mengbao pouted a little when he thought of this. Although he was a boy, he still wanted to cry emotionally. "The only person who could see me the most was uncle. After all, he was very wild. He always went on a business trip and might drop by to see me. But I didn't want to see him. He would bully me."

If your uncle heard this, he would be very sad. It would be good if he could see you. Besides, you have already gone abroad to study. How could you bully you? When you grow up, you can bully his children. You'll be the big brother by then. It doesn't matter how you educate and bully him." Qu Qing knew there was something wrong with his way of teaching, but at present, in order to stabilize his mood, he could only say so. By then, Su Yanbai would definitely protect his child well and not let him bully him.

This night, the mother and son passed in such a joyful atmosphere.

Because there was only a small quilt in Mengbao's room, Qu Qing didn't have a quilt for the whole night, but I don't know why when she opened her eyes in the morning, she covered herself with a thick quilt. When I looked carefully, wasn't this the one that she and Yan Yizheng covered together?

Perhaps there were too many worrying things recently, so she was a little sleepless and woke up in the early morning.

He tiptoed out of bed so as not to wake Mengbao, but he almost hit the door frame. Fortunately, he hid in time at last, or else he would make a noise and hurt himself.

Then she quietly walked back to her room and Yan Yizheng's room. She found Yan Yizheng curled up on the bed alone and took a blanket from somewhere to cover her, but it was too thin to withstand the cold.

Although it was not very cold this season, at this time of the morning, when he was asleep again, the heat of his body evaporated, so Qu Qing had to carry the quilt back here and cover him.

The two of them still cared about each other, but because the topic yesterday was so noisy, it seemed that they had to avoid this topic in the future. Otherwise, if they were jealous, it would be bad.

Qu Qing had not been able to sleep since she woke up in the early morning and lay down on the sofa for a while without getting any sleep, so she decided to get up and study the new cake that she was planning to make recently. After all, children like novel shapes, and she needed to customize some molds and other things.

Just thinking about the things in the shop, he finally got up to the sun.

Mengbao sleepily rubbed his eyes and went downstairs. When he saw Qu Qing there, he didn't know what he was writing. He looked closer and found that he couldn't understand it at all.

After drawing a bunch of pictures and not knowing what it was, he asked in a daze, "Mami, what are you doing?"

"Mami is researching what new products will be coming out of the pastry shop to be loved by children like you!"

If it were easier for adults, because Qu Qing was an adult, she knew what kind of style young people and older people like now, so she could quickly give in to them, but the child was not necessarily, because she also had a son, so she knew that children were uncertain, probably because their minds were not yet mature, so things that she liked became something over time and the scene. It was so changeable that one could not be sure for a moment.

But Mengbao looked at her with a sad face, as if it was difficult to handle, and began to use his little head to think of a way to help her.

Not long after, his clever little head was already spinning, and he thought of a very good idea: "You can make some of the hottest animation now, because of our class. A lot of kids like to watch cartoons, and the heroes of hollywood in the united states. You can make cookies in the same shape as them and make a promotion or something, so that you can attract the attention of children!"

Qu Qing didn't think like a child because he was always thinking like an adult. Now that he heard Mengbao say that, he suddenly realized that he had met a lucky star. He held Mengbao in his arms and kneaded him for a long time before letting him go.

A good model and a big promotion could satisfy those who wanted to buy something for their children but suffered from the high price. Qu Qing had already decided to do so.

The preliminary plan had been drawn up, so qu qing's next step was to start preparing for implementation.

But before the implementation, the first thing to do is to eat breakfast.

The babysitter had already cooked a lot of dishes and was still waiting for Yan Yizheng to come down. Usually, he would have been up for a little morning exercise by this time, but there was no movement today.

Qu Qing didn't want to care. After all, the two of them were still in the process of calming down with each other. She was afraid that she didn't know that a wave of nameless anger would come up at that moment and cause conflicts between the two of them, so it was better not to see them at this time.

But since he didn't come down, everyone couldn't wait for him.

So Qu Qing decided, "Let's eat first! I won't wait for him today."

Mengbao began to move his chopsticks. He had been waiting for a long time. Perhaps it was because the child had digested it well. He was already hungry. He ate like a wolf.

While eating, he mumbled, "Mami, when can I go to your pastry shop? You didn't even tell me to bring me some food."

"Haven't you been on a trial run recently? And I'm the only one in the store, so those things are very precious. If you eat them all, what else can I use to sign them?"

Qu Qing didn't do much in the early stages, because he was afraid of being broken, so he still put it there for viewing, which was much better than eating it in his stomach.

But when Mengbao heard this, he was displeased. "Mami, am I yours? How many cookies and cakes are you reluctant to give me?"

Qu Qing explained again, emphasizing sex. "It's not that I can't bear to part with you, but it's just that it takes a lot of effort to make something in the early stages, so when I hire someone later, I'll definitely let you have a good meal and call your sweetheart along!"

Listening to her joke, Mengbao just rolled his eyes. He had already become a sweetheart without a word. He, Mami, really dared to say anything!

"Okay, I won't listen to you here anymore. I'm going to school. I've been busy lately! Uncle jin is waiting for me outside."

As soon as Mengbao finished speaking, he heard the sound of the engine coming from outside. Special assistant Jin came every day on time and seemed to have formed a tacit understanding with Mengbao.

After sending Mengbao away, Qu Qing was going to think about the things in the store and leave, but he still felt that it was not appropriate to think about it, because Yan Yizheng would not be up until this time even if he was late, and special assistant Jin would pick him up to work after sending Mengbao back later. It was not long before and after. How could he be so vague about the concept of time?

Probably because of his conscience, Qu Qing decided to go upstairs to see what was wrong with him and why he hadn't gotten up for so long, but he had never been used to lying in bed.

But when Qu Qing went upstairs, she opened the door quietly and tried not to make a sound. She was afraid that he would be lying in bed by accident, but the fact proved that her guess was a rare realization.

Special assistant Jin didn't say he wasn't working today either, so Qu Qing decided to wake him up mercifully.

Walking to his side, he wanted to lower his voice and become more rough, but he did not expect that the words became gentle and called his name softly: "Yan Yizheng! Wake up. It's time."

Yan Yizheng had never slept so soundly before.

Qu Qing looked at the figure with his back to himself. Although it was wide, he did not know why it was an illusion or what, but he actually felt a little shaky.

To prove it, Qu Qing bent down and saw the bean-sized man's pearl on his forehead. His lips were white and his face was colorless.

In an instant, Qu Qing knew in his heart that Yan Yizheng was sick.

Qu Qing subconsciously reached out his hand to touch his forehead, and found that it was very hot. How did it come to a fever? Last night, he was fine. He had a lot of strength to argue with himself. Didn't he often call himself an iron man? Why is this happening now?

However, Qu Qing then thought, probably because he covered himself with the quilt for the whole night, and he was curled up in the wind, not a cold or a fever!

It was only then that Qu Qing noticed that the window was half open. No wonder she felt a little cold when she came in, but she thought it was a problem with the coordinates. She didn't expect the window to be open. It was strange that yan yizheng wasn't sick.

But what qu qing did not know was that this window was opened by Yan Yizheng himself. Otherwise, why didn't qu qing find it when she came in the early morning? It was only opened in the early morning, when it was cold outside.

This trick boy was too deep.