Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder Counterattack, Male God Don't Run

Chapter 864 Poison Doctor Ninth Miss, Feng Ni Nine Heavens

Little Fatty’s milk voice is definitely the most beautiful voice in the world. He has been able to speak for a long time, but he just popped out word by word, but the strange thing is that Little Fatty is almost four years old now, but he doesn’t speak very much. Li Suo, always pronouncing repeated sounds, it sounds so cute that Ye Sheng's face is bleeding.

"Mother...has Daddy come back?" The little fat man persisted in asking three times a day. Before, Ye Sheng would patiently comfort her son and look forward to Nangong Yin's return with him, but at this moment she no longer had the eagerness to wait. My heart suddenly calmed down.

Ye Sheng stretched out his hand to support his son's little head, and said softly, "Baby, do you like Daddy very much?"

The little fat man nodded vigorously, and replied with a smile: "Yeah, the baby likes Daddy the most."

Ye Sheng's eyes were dark, and he covered his chest pretending to be sad, "Baby, you don't love mother anymore... woo woo woo..."

The little fat man didn't know Ye Sheng's thoughts. Seeing Ye Sheng's sad appearance, he almost burst into tears, and quickly kissed Ye Sheng's fair face a few times, "Love...love mother..."

Ye Sheng was amused by her son's cute look, and wanted to ask him if he liked his mother more or his father more, but she suddenly realized that this would be a kind of harm to her sensitive and soft son, so she immediately shut her mouth and said no. Ask that question again.

After coaxing the little fat man to sleep, Ye Sheng also felt a little drowsy. In this world, she trusts her son the most. As for the others... don't mention it!
The mother and son leaned head to head warmly, and fell into a sweet dreamland. They didn't realize that there was a figure standing outside all the time. He had been standing there since Ye Sheng and the little fat man exchanged kisses until now.

Nangong Yin's deep gaze was always on the face of the smiling woman, and he never moved away for a long time, as if it had been engraved into the bottom of his heart, becoming an imprint that never changed from ancient times.

"Shengsheng..." The thin lips parted slightly, and he uttered the two words of helplessness, and disappeared in the same place in a blink of an eye.

It was rare for Hei Yan not to go out to play wildly, he sat alone under the pear tree, his face was dark and he didn't know what he was thinking, his brows were tightly frowned, his handsome face was tense, and his expression was a bit indescribable.

When Nangong Yin came into the yard, he saw such a black flame. He raised his eyebrows in surprise, thinking of his little wife mentioning that they saw Tianlin, he put away his surprise again, and walked to the opposite side of the black flame Sit down on the stone bench.

"This kind of bitter look is not suitable for you to appear on your face." Nangong Yin slightly lifted his thin lips, poured a glass of wine for himself calmly, and drank it with his head raised.

Hei Yan immediately shifted out of his grief, and looked at his boss dumbfoundedly, the sadness he had gathered with great difficulty was broken up by the boss's fluffy words... Hmm... He really isn't suitable for a bitter face...

Hei Yan also poured himself a glass of wine, and returned to his usual idle look, but the smile in his eyes was a bit forced, "Boss, I saw him yesterday."

Hei Yan lay on the stone table, pouted and said, "He's doing well, not as miserable as I imagined."

Nangong Yin didn't answer, he knew that Hei Yan hadn't finished speaking.

Hei Yan immediately went on to say: "He still trapped me and my sister-in-law with a trap, and I was so angry at that time, but fortunately, he still has a bit of divinity, and he took the initiative to let us out." Hei Yan said here a bit Wronged, that person has been ignoring him, they finally met once, but they didn't even say a word...

(End of this chapter)