Pregnant again and again: husband,please restrain

U.S.A.

"Mr. Ye, would you please come here now?"

Ye Mingcheng pushed away the woman who kept pestering him in his arms, hung up the phone, picked up his coat and ran out.

The car soon arrived at an apartment, and he took the elevator to go upstairs.

The door opens quickly. Lisa anxiously explains to Ye Mingcheng in English: "he's very angry..."

In the dining room, in front of the long dining table sat a little boy with a meticulous little back, a pair of trousers with a white shirt, and a blue bow tie in front of his neck, which made him look young and handsome.

Ye Mingcheng, with a smile on his lips, squatted beside the little boy's leg and asked softly, "what's the matter? Lisa says you're not eating again? "

The little boy's mouth is tight. There is a trace of impatience between Ye Mingcheng's familiar eyebrows. No matter how ye Mingcheng teases him, he just doesn't speak.

Lisa came and whispered, "he's always remembering what you said."

What he said.

Oh, by the way, before returning home, he once promised that he would persuade his mother to come to see him.

How many days did it last? Today is the deadline.

"Well, get out of here." Ye Mingcheng is in a bit of a dilemma. An adult looks a little ridiculous in front of a child, but he really has nothing to do with him.

"You know, mom, she's busy..."

I haven't waited for ye Mingcheng to go on.

Gungun suddenly pushed the white porcelain bowl away in front of him and screamed with his eyes closed -

"ah

His face turned red and he was almost suffocating.

Ye Mingcheng was so scared that he took out his mobile phone in a hurry and said: "roll, roll, I'll call your mother right away!"

Waiting for the phone to connect seems to be a century long, until there came a soft female voice: "Mingcheng?"

Rolling just stop screaming, big eyes blink to stare at Ye Mingcheng hand mobile phone.

Ye Mingcheng looked at Gungun and calmed down, but he said to the person on the other side of the phone: "Tang Tang, Gungun wants to talk to you."

There hasn't been Tang Qian's answer for a long time.

Rolling eyes slowly dim down, with a small mouth, a look to cry, this kind of, let Ye Mingcheng's heart soft in a mess, he cold voice, said to Tang Qian: "Tang Tang, do you hear me, now is your son to talk to you. Don't forget, you are a rolling mother. "

"All right." Tang Qian's voice rang out.

Ye Mingcheng smiles at Gungun and hands him his mobile phone.

Rolling is like getting a treasure, carefully put the mobile phone close to the ear, look at the voice: "Tang Tang, Mommy."

Ye Mingcheng suddenly don't open face, a big man nose a acid.

After a while, Gungun holds the hang up mobile phone in his hand and is reluctant to give it back to Ye Mingcheng, as if there is a voice of mummy in it.

Ye Mingcheng looked at him and felt his soft hair. He suddenly made up his mind and asked, "go away, I'll take you home to find your mother. Will you?"

Rolling Zheng Leng raised his head and looked at Ye Mingcheng, finally showing a little bit of the look that children of this age should have.

Yes, it's a special kid. In some ways, he is just too special, sometimes it makes people feel that the child is too mature.

There are two kinds of children with autistic tendencies. One is that there are problems in the development of IQ, similar to mental retardation, and the other is that the IQ is extraordinary, similar to genius. Fortunately, rolling belongs to the latter, and is not completely autistic.

……

A few days later, Xuancheng.

Perhaps his impulsive decision will make Tang Qian break up with him.

Ye Mingcheng sighed dejectedly, holding a rolling hand in his hand.

Looking up at Ye Mingcheng, he asked: "Mingcheng, are you regretting taking me home?"

Ye Mingcheng heard the speech, quickly picked up the spirit, smile: "no, I'm just thinking, do you want to take you directly to my mother."

After thinking about it, he blushed and gently pulled Ye Mingcheng's finger. He said, "can I buy a gift for Tang Tang first?"

Ye Mingcheng a Leng, immediately soft looking at him, nodded.

……

"Squeak!" An emergency brake, the driver was frozen in a cold sweat sitting on the seat, fingers tightly grasp the steering wheel.

Just now, he saw a small figure coming. Although he immediately stepped on the brake, he was not sure if he had hit it.

"What's the matter?" Gu Ziqi is sitting in the back seat looking at the document, looking up unhappily and asking.

The driver didn't know what to say. He bit his teeth and said frankly, "Mr. Gu, I may have run into a child..."

Gu Ziqi hears speech, a Leng, quickly open the car door. Long legs landing, he strode forward to the car, saw a small bag carrying a car design meatball, sitting on the ground, motionless, obviously not shaken.Without thinking about it, he squatted down, picked up the ball in his arms and asked in a low voice, "are you OK, little friend? Did you hit anywhere? "

He looked up and saw Gu Ziqi. His mouth immediately opened into an O-shape. Gu Ziqi was also stunned.

It's a wonderful feeling.

This meat ball looks like itself.

If he does not know clearly that he does not have children, he may think that this is his son left behind.

But he was quite sure that it was impossible.

"Children, are you ok?"

Shaking his head, routuanzi pointed to the car behind Gu Ziqi, and his voice was clear: "although the car almost hit me just now, fortunately I hid in time. But I still fell, and there might be slight bruises on my legs and buttocks. "

Gu Ziqi couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth and put him on the ground. Seeing that he could still stand well, he said, "I think you can still stand, which proves that the scratch is not very serious."

Meatball son small brow a cluster, agree of nod: "I think also."

"What's your name?"

"My name is go away."

"Oh, go away." Gu Ziqi said with a smile, "then go away, where are your parents? Why are you here alone? "

"I'm here for my mother, but I'm not alone." Then he looked around. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He pointed to someone who was walking this way quickly and looked serious and said, "he! I'm following him. "

Gu Ziqi didn't smile at the corner of his mouth. When he looked in the direction of rolling fingers, he saw that it was Ye Mingcheng.

"Go away! How can you run around! " Ye Mingcheng picked him up and scolded him.

Rolling a few imperceptible frown.

Gu Ziqi immediately said: "his buttocks may have abrasions. If you hold him like this, you will touch his wounds."

Ye Mingcheng saw the people around him, and his eyes flashed with surprise: "Gu Ziqi?"

"Hello, Mr. Ye." Gu Ziqi said hello and saw that he was struggling to get out of Ye Mingcheng's arms.

Ye Mingcheng couldn't, so he had to bend over and put him on the ground.

After finishing some wrinkled clothes, he raised his neck and looked at Gu Ziqi.

Gu Ziqi just looked down at him. Seeing this, he squatted down.

Chuckling. Obviously satisfied with Gu Ziqi's politeness, he pointed to the car behind him and asked, "is this car yours?"

Gu Ziqi subconsciously looked back at his black Bentley. The driver was standing by the door, his head was sweating.

He nodded: "yes."

"I've just returned home, and I'm not familiar with the traffic rules and roads here. It may be my responsibility just now. Do you need us to check the monitoring of the roads together?" In other words, rolling point to the monitoring not far away.

Gu Ziqi was slightly surprised that a little child could say such a thing. The corner of his mouth rose. He said, "no, I think I should be responsible."

"Well, then." Rolling nodded, pulled the leg of Ye Mingcheng's pants, "Mingcheng, you help me remember Uncle Gu's phone number. Uncle Gu, if I have anything to do, I'll call you. "

"How do you know I'm uncle Gu?" Gu Ziqi's eyes were full of smiles.

Rolling slightly frowned and looked at him strangely: "just now I heard Mingcheng call you to take care of Ziqi? Aren't you Gu? "

All right. Gu Ziqi lost his smile. Can he say that he actually saw contempt in a child's eyes?

Standing up, ye Mingcheng has frowned and handed his mobile phone to Gu Ziqi. Gu Ziqi takes it, enters his number, and then says to Gungun, "I'm looking forward to your call, Gungun."

"Is that what you want me to do?" Pick your eyebrows.

Gu Ziqi was stunned.

Gungun has grabbed Ye Mingcheng's finger and urged: "Mingcheng, let's go quickly, and buy gifts for mom."

"Good." Ye Mingcheng almost couldn't help laughing because of the good play in front of him. Since he decided to stop, he threw a provocative look at Gu Ziqi.

In front of you, one big and one small, slowly walk away.

Gu Ziqi's eyes narrowed and fell on the tiny figure.