We all have grudges, and he can't really continue, maybe he doesn't dare.
In short, after a while, Yin Yijie did not make any progress in behavior, so he continued verbally:
"I know you're working hard, but it's not because of your child's problem, it's because you're pushing yourself too tightly.
Just leave some things to me or others, and you need to rest more yourself.
Siqi is of course my son, but not his own son; and [
I always think you are so attentive to raise your son to me, why don’t you give me a son?
Hehe, he's a dog after all, I can't be such a saint, right?"
As he was chattering, Yin Yijie rubbed his ears, and the breath of speaking sprayed into my neck, itching.
I turned my body slightly and said:
"Are you jealous of your brother?
Because of an orphan?
I think dogs are good, at least more direct and loyal than humans...reliable.
If you want your son, a beautiful woman on the street, you can solve it yourself, whether his surname is Hu, Jiang or Xi”
This is a very cold joke, but I really don't feel anything;
Son, Son, how many sons are in the world that are worry-free?
I'm really enough with Yin Siqi;
Another one is fighting, do you want me to be a full-time housewife?
I said: “You have fertility and everything is normal;
I don’t want to be a full-time housewife, I still have to do things;
So, I can’t help this question.”
Having said that, what I was thinking was that Yin Yijie was actually jealous of his dead brother Yin Yihao;
Such a stingy level is unprecedented and unparalleled.
It seems that they are good to Yin Siqi and they look like they look like each other, so ordinary people think it is his biological son;
In Yin Siqi's ignorant mind, he also felt that he had two fathers; he didn't know what the concept of two fathers was.[
In the logic of a child, it may be as normal as there are two suns in the sky, and he can accept it.
But Yin Yijie was obviously very unhappy and a little depressed, so he did not force me very much;
After a moment of depression, he rubbed my face and said:
"I'm wrong with Hu Lan, but
I am going to have a son with you, how can it be someone else?
I will never touch any other woman again.
Even if I accompany a guest to recruit prostitutes, I will never touch her flesh below her neck and up her knees. Of course, I won’t touch her face. I just want Keer.