Wei Jia suffered a mild concussion and had to stay in the hospital for observation for one day.
Li Xiaofeng sat by the bed and took care of him, peeling apples for him. He was talking to Xiao Di on the phone and asked him to listen to the nanny's words. Li Xiaofeng looked up at him from time to time, quietly observing his expression.
He was very gentle and approachable when talking to Xiao Di. This kind of gentleness was something Li Xiaofeng had seen in his father before.
Unlike Li Yichuan, Li Xiaofeng has a very good father, who makes people feel close to him just like Wei Jia at this moment.
"Here you go." After he hung up the phone, Li Xiaofeng handed the apple over.
"Thank you." Wei Jia took it and thanked him in a low voice.
Li Xiaofeng put away the knife and wiped his fingers slowly, keeping his eyes glued to his face.
Wei Jia felt a little embarrassed, looked up at her, and said softly: "What's wrong?"
"Wei Jia, do you like Ran Mi?" Li Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes, leaned forward and asked him softly.
Breathing Rulan is for delicate women. Li Xiaofeng was not delicate. Her face was almost touching his ears. The hot breath was like a cluster of flames, which made his ears turn red.
He stepped aside a little, pondered for a while, and whispered: "Yes."
His frankness made Li Xiaofeng sit back and stare at him for a while before continuing to ask him, "Is it possible to take back your feelings?"
"There is no need to withdraw feelings. A man's love for a woman can be appreciation, possession, or blessing."
Wei Jia turned to look at her, raised the apple, and shook it at her with a smile.
"What about your ex-wife? Why did she leave? Why can't she be found?"
Li Xiaofeng raised his chin slightly, his aura was a bit overwhelming.
"What? Checking the household registration?" Wei Jia smiled, took a bite of the apple, and looked down at the time on his phone.
There was only the sound of him biting the apple in the ward, and the sound of leaves shaking outside the window. Li Xiaofeng suddenly became a little anxious, leaned forward, held his head with both hands, and kissed his face quickly with his lips.
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This action stunned Wei Jia, as well as Li Yichuan and Ran Mi who were coming in one after another.
Li Xiaofeng's face turned red, and after a short silence, he said word by word:
"No matter who you liked before, I hope I can work hard to make you like me, Wei Jia. I can also be gentle. If you like gentleness, I will give you my tenderness."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly felt a little strange. This situation was not what Li Yichuan wanted to see, let alone what he hoped for. Wei Jia was like a sea, with a calm surface, but there were raging volcanoes under the sea. If the real volcanic eruption could not be found,
Li Yichuan was worried that both Li Xiaofeng and Ran Mi would become sacrifices to the volcano.
But what troubled him was that in the past years, this man and he had no intersection.
He thought again, could it be that he had guessed wrong? Stephen is Stephen, and Wei Jia is a fashion leader, which has nothing to do with his life...
Wei Jia's cell phone rang again, and it was Xiao Di. The little guy was crying over there and insisted on coming to him. He couldn't coax him, so he stretched out his hand to pull out the needle with a look of embarrassment.
"I have to go back."
"You have to rest, let me help you take care of her." Li Xiaofeng said quickly.
Li Yichuan rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and turned around to walk out. Li Xiaofeng's character is that he will never look back until he hits the wall. Li Xiaofeng will not listen to his words, especially when it comes to feelings. The more he objects, the more he will object.
The greater the opponent's backlash, just like Su Yihan.
There was another low cry behind him, Wei Jia felt dizzy and fell back down again.
"In this case, I'll pick up Xiao Di and take care of him. Anyway, I have nothing to do on the weekend tomorrow."
Ran Mi thought for a while, walked back, looked at Wei Jia and said.
This time, Li Yichuan actually had no objection!
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After picking up Xiao Di, Ran Mi took him and sat in the back seat. His eyes were still red and he was still sobbing and choking. For a boy, Xiao Di was thinner and weaker than other little boys. This may have something to do with his illness.
It may also have something to do with the fact that he doesn't have a mother to take care of.
But one thing was that he was still very quiet and well-behaved in front of Ran Mi. He kept sitting in her arms, holding the corners of her clothes tightly with his fingers, and quietly looking at Li Yichuan's profile with his big eyes.
"Mom Ran." He raised his head, looked at Ran Mi and asked softly: "Will my father die?"
"Of course not. He just has a cold. He can't infect you and don't let you catch a cold too, so please ask me to take care of you." Ran Mi pinched the tip of his nose and asked him in a low voice.
Li Yichuan glanced at him in the rearview mirror and asked in a deep voice: "Is your mother better-looking, or is Ran's mother better-looking?"
"Mom Ran is my mother." Xiao Di's mouth was flat and she stared at him unconvinced.
"Ha..." Li Yichuan smiled, and like a magic trick, he took a colorful lollipop to him, "Here, godfather treats you to some."
"Zi..." Ran Mi couldn't help but laugh. He was really self-proclaimed. While she was going upstairs to pick up Xiaodi, she bought a lollipop and came back to comfort the child.
After the ridiculousness was over, Ran Mi guessed what he was thinking. This man was probably thinking about Tong Yan Wuji and wanted to find out something from Xiao Di's mouth.
Ran Mi did not object. This matter concerned Li Xiaofeng. Although Witch Feng had a bad temper, she had a straightforward personality and was thousands of times stronger than someone with ulterior motives.
There are not many friendly people around Ran Mi, so she tries her best to be nice to everyone who is friendly.
Of course Li Yichuan would not bring other people's children to his new house. Ran Mi was a little disappointed, but she could only lead Xiaodi upstairs.
The Yimei Center was obviously not Xiao Di's type. The black color here made him a little scared. He kept holding on to Ran Mi's clothes until he saw the mighty and arrogant cat sleeping on the sofa.
Then he relaxed a little, hesitated for a while, then carefully leaned over and gently stroked the cat's back a few times with his little hands.
"It's called the moon."
"Moon, lalune." Xiaodi called out in French, with a smile on her face. She turned to look at her and begged softly, "Can I hug it?"
"It's possible, but I'm afraid it won't behave and will scratch you." Ran Mi walked over and looked at the moon with its eyes half-closed and its tail wagging.
It seemed a little unhappy that someone had disturbed its sweet dream, and its long tail would hit Xiao Di's little head every time.
"I'm not afraid, I want to hug it." Xiao Di forced to hug it. This stubbornness really looked a bit like Ran Mi.
"Meow..." Yue Yue bared her teeth, jumped up suddenly, broke away from his arms, jumped far away, and walked away leisurely.
Xiao Di was startled and patted her chest again and again, her face gradually turning red.
Ran Mi was afraid that he would have an asthma attack, so she hurriedly sat him down and poured him some water. After struggling for a while, Xiao Di felt sleepy. She looked up at her pitifully and asked, "Mother Ran, can I talk to you tonight?"
Have you slept?"
"Hmm..." Ran Mi nodded.
Li Yichuan, who had changed into his swimming trunks and was about to go for a swim, heard this and turned to look at the big and small children. When his long eyebrows slightly twisted, Xiao Di was so frightened that he hid in Ran Mi's arms again. Ran Mi
He quickly waved his hand to chase Li Yichuan away and said to Xiao Di:
"Don't be afraid, he is a good uncle. Come on, I will give you a bath and then go to bed."
Li Yichuan, who walked to the door, turned his head again with an unkind look on his face, "Are you going to give him a bath?"
"Ah, what's wrong, are you washing him?" Ran Mi looked at him puzzled.
Li Yichuan touched his chin and actually came back, picked up Xiao Di and strode to the bathroom.
"I'll wash him."
Ran Mi was dumbfounded and had to follow him quickly.
Xiao Di was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. He stared at Li Yichuan with his eyes wide open. If he didn't want to follow Ran Mi, he wouldn't want to deal with this bad uncle with a fierce look!
After entering the bathroom, Li Yichuan first put Xiaodi on the sink, then bent down to pour the water.
This bathtub is very big, and for Xiao Di, it is like a small swimming pool. Ran Mi put the bath towel away and came over to take off his clothes.
"I'll come, you get out." Li Yichuan turned around and fended off Ran Mi.
Xiao Di couldn't hold it anymore and quickly put his arms around Ran Mi's neck and said pitifully:
"Mother Ran, don't leave."
"Will you give the child a bath?" Ran Mi hugged him and looked at Li Yichuan and asked.
"What's wrong with this? Throw it into the water, rub it left and right."
Li Yichuan also threw the bath ball into the water, took out the shower gel, and began to peel off Xiao Di's clothes. After a while, he stripped Xiao Di into a white mouse and put her naked into the water.
His movements were quite deft. Ran Mi stood aside and watched with interest, imagining that if he had a baby of his own in the future, would he be so impatient when he was serving the little one like this?
However, Little Dicken asked him to take off his clothes, but refused to let him scrub himself with a bath ball. He kept twisting in the water, and the water splashed up and splashed all over Li Yichuan's face.
"Don't move." Li Yichuan became impatient, held the little guy down, his face darkened, and he scolded in a low voice.
"Mom..." Xiao Di looked at Ran Mi and cried like a little kitten.
Ran Mi laughed, walked over, patted Li Yichuan on the shoulder, and said softly: "Go away, let me do it."
Li Yichuan had a dark face and moved to the side, letting Ran Mi squat beside him.
"Xiao Di is obedient and goes to bed after washing."
"Mom, please let him out, I don't want him to look at me."
Xiao Di sniffed and looked at Li Yichuan again.
The corners of Li Yichuan's mouth twitched twice, and he leaned on one side and looked at the two of them.
Ran Mi raised her eyes and looked at Li Yichuan, knowing that he would not give up until he achieved his goal. She thought about it and asked Xiao Di gently, "Xiao Di, has your mother called you?"
Xiao Di looked at her for a while, his eyebrows knitted together, obviously still unwilling to admit the fact that Ran Mi was not his mother.
"Xiao Di, why did mom and dad quarrel?" Li Yichuan pondered for a moment and asked him in a low voice.
Xiaodi lowered his head, gently slurped water in the water, and then splashed it on the water.
"Is dad having dinner with other aunties?" Li Yichuan asked again.
Xiaodi still remained silent.
Li Yichuan stared at him for a while, then turned around and went out. Wei Jia was willing to let them take Xiao Di out, because he must be sure that Xiao Di wouldn't say anything or didn't know anything.
Behind him, Xiao Di's voice sounded softly, "Mom and dad don't quarrel, mom is very good."
Li Yichuan turned to look at him. There were tears in the little guy's eyes, and he was staring at Ran Mi.
Ran Mi took a breath, held his little face, kissed his forehead, and whispered: "Xiao Di is also good."
Xiao Di stood up, her wet body got into her arms, hugged her shoulders tightly, and whispered: "Mom, come home with me, Dad won't bother you anymore.
I protect you."
Li Yichuan gently closed the door, leaving space for these two.
In fact, under Li Yichuan's hard shell, there is a very soft heart. He can tolerate all soft and beautiful things. What is the saying? When encountering strength, he becomes strong; when encountering softness... he becomes soft...
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Xiao Di fell asleep quickly, and there was a small thing on the big bed. Li Yichuan thought about it, it would be hard to even turn over, so he couldn't get over it, so he took a lighter and a cigarette and went to the terrace to stay.
Ran Mi settled down Xiaodi and turned to look outside the glass door. He was leaning on the railing, his head lowered, looking down at the city below.
In the past, Ran Mi thought that since he was so rich, he wouldn't have any worries, but now that he thinks about it, he has quite a lot of worries. No matter who he is, as long as he walks in this world, whether he has money or not, he has the same number of worries.
Ran Mi tucked Xiao Di into bed, poured a glass of milk, and came out to look for him.
"Drink and go to sleep. You can sleep on the sofa. The sofa is wide anyway."
He took the milk, smoked his cigarette, drank it all in one gulp, and gave her the cup.
Ran Mi stretched out her finger and wiped it on his lips, wiping off the milk stuck to the corners of his lips.
Li Yichuan's pupils shrank, he grabbed her finger, put it into his mouth, licked the soft pad of her finger with his tongue, and sucked it deeply.
"What are you doing?" Ran Mi retracted her fingers.
Originally, the family matter had not been resolved, and she really didn't want to give him a good look. But he showed such a gesture and such gentleness that she couldn't resist.
She put the cup aside, stood with him by the railing and looked at the moon, and asked softly: "Why do you have time to deal with my affairs? I'm still waiting."
"Ran Mi, how about letting that thing go?" He pondered for a moment, then turned to look at her.
"No, don't get along with me." Ran Mi replied decisively.
Li Yichuan's eyes twitched, he lit another cigarette, and silently blew out the smoke.
"Why, you're not sure whether Su Yifang did it?" Ran Mi sneered, and the tenderness in her heart was shattered by the topic he suddenly brought up.
"Don't call her by her first name." Li Yichuan glanced at her.
"You still call me dad's name." Ran Mi also looked at him.
"Okay, you win." Li Yichuan took a long puff of cigarette, waved his arm, and rubbed it again, "I didn't enjoy playing ball today. Let's play some more another day."
"You are really good at changing the subject."
Ran Mi was so impressed that no matter what happened to him, he could really remain calm despite the collapse of the mountain - only during the few days when she was ill, she saw him panicking. In other matters,
She had never seen him panic.
"Oh……"
Li Yichuan smiled lowly and seemed to have no intention of dealing with this matter at all.
Ran Mi stared at him for a long time, then turned and walked back.
"Hey, Ran Ran..." Li Yichuan stopped her.
"What?" Ran Mi turned to look at him, her tone stiff.
Li Yichuan tapped his forehead with the cigarette hand and whispered: "I love you."
This is called... tenderness offensive?
Ran Mi felt a little helpless and a little sad. As a woman, it is natural to want to find out what happened to her father. But Li Yichuan is a close relative, so there is nothing wrong with protecting his relatives.
"How long have we been together?" The cigarette in his hand was almost finished, he put it out, turned around, leaned his back against the railing, and stared at her. Seeing that she remained silent, he smiled and added: "
I have known you for 20 years, 9 months and 13 days, and been with you for 11 months and 21 days. When I met you, you were only 5 years old, about the same age as Xiaodi. The year I went to see you quietly, you
15 years old.”
Ran Mi was stunned, she didn't expect that he remembered it so clearly.
"I love you much more than you love me, so I can accept everything from you, but you can't accept everything from me."
He sat down, put his hands on his chin, stared at her and said.
Ran Mi had nothing to say. She felt something was wrong, but she couldn't refute it. She wanted to agree, but she felt it wasn't the case.
Li Yichuan reached out and took her hand, let her sit on his lap, gently rubbed her waist with his palm, and said slowly:
"I have a lot of things going on right now, and if I don't handle it, it will put me and our family in a lot of trouble, so please be considerate to me during this period and don't get too entangled in this matter. I told you to explain it to you, and I will definitely give it to you."
You confess and promise, I only believe in me, no matter what the occasion or the situation, you only believe in me."
Ran Mi looked at him sadly. His eyes, his breathing, his tone, and even the palms he was rubbing on her body all carried fatal magic power, making her unable to help herself. She just wanted to go there.
Lean against him.
Li Yichuan immediately hugged her tightly, his strong arms tightly hugging her slender waist, and his hot lips and tongue directly attacked the sensitive and fragile cherry blossom stamens on her chest.
Her clothes were soaked when she gave Xiao Di a bath, and when he bit her through her clothes like this, the clothes became even more wet, as if there were nasty bugs crawling on her chest, making her itchy.
Unbearable.
"Like it?" He asked her in a dumb voice with his pupils narrowed.
"Stop it, wait until Xiao Di wakes up." Ran Mi pushed his hand and whispered in embarrassment.
"You care about the feelings of adults and the feelings of children, but you don't care about me? Don't you know how much I miss you here?"
He said deliberately, stroking her thighs with his palms, and the silky feeling seeped into his palms, tempting him to continue groping up.
"Tell me, do you like it?" he asked again in a low voice.
"Yeah, I like it."
Ran Mi was so teased by him that her body melted little by little, and spring water flowed into his palm.
But Ran Mi's body was shaking again, but she knew very well in her heart that this must be the first major thing he had to solve. There must be no civil strife in his family. The two important women in his life could never meet again.
But there must be no commotion.
Ran Mi didn't like him using his schemes on her, and she also hated herself thinking about his confession like this - but the fact was that she knew him too well, and even if his feelings for her were true, his current thoughts were also true.
of.
He wanted her to surrender to his tenderness and make her give up pursuing the matter. He wanted his harem to be stable and the queen mother and empress to be in peace, so that he would have all his energy to face his enemies.
Ran Mi didn't want anything to happen to him, nor did she want him to annoy her more and more, so she meekly chose to take a step back again - but just because she gave him time to solve it, it didn't mean she didn't want the truth.
Li Yichuan held her face with one hand and pushed the tip of his tongue into her mouth domineeringly. Her uvula had no way to retreat and she could only let him press it. Her lips were red and swollen from his bullying, and his fingers were also arrogantly moving.
Bullying the trembling and blooming petals, the wet honey kept dripping down his fingers, making his pants wet.
"You smell so good and slippery...sit up and let me feed you..."
He sighed hoarsely, pulled her legs, and asked her to sit astride him.