Ouyang Yi shed painful tears, "No, brother, don't do this to me, I feel uncomfortable."
My heart hurts like it's tearing apart, it hurts so much, it's like I'm in a nightmare and I don't know when I'll wake up.
When Ouyang Yun saw her tears, he felt a little soft-hearted, but it was quickly covered up by anger. "Why didn't I feel uncomfortable when they planned to kidnap me? My bottom line is limited."
He can't protect her, take care of her, and deal with her mess all his life.
It's time for her to learn to grow up.
Ouyang Yi looked at his retreating back and waved, "No, brother, don't leave. Listen to my explanation."
But no matter how much you cry, you can't call back the distant figure.
Ouyang Yun sat in the lounge, his heart heavy, stroking his forehead and sighing silently.
Zheng Yuan opened the door and walked over, gently pressing a hand on his shoulder, "Are you okay?"
Ouyang Yun forced a smile and said, "It's good, everything has been taken care of."
He wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and didn't want her to be troubled, but under her clear eyes, he sighed softly and no longer concealed his emotions. "It's just that I feel a little empty in my heart."
I can't say I'm sad, I just feel empty.
It feels terrible to have someone you love the most plot against you behind your back.
No matter how strong he is, he will still have moments of weakness and helplessness.
Zheng Yuan hugged him from behind, leaning her little face against his broad back, and comforted her softly, "It doesn't matter, let's fill it up together. By the way, if we give birth to a daughter, what name will we want?"
Ouyang Yun's eyes lit up and he hugged her excitedly, feeling surprised and happy.
"Are you pregnant?"
Zheng Yuan blushed, "It can't be that fast, I mean, if."
It successfully diverted his attention, which is good.
A depressed expression is not suitable for him, she prefers him who is high-spirited.
Ouyang Yun stretched out his big hand to signal, and the little guy jumped into his arms with a smile. He was very cute, "She is a very beautiful and cute little girl. When you see her in the future, you will definitely like her."
Arui and Qingting have an outstanding pair of sons and daughters, one that is unforgettable, one is cold and one is hot, one is moving and the other is quiet, they have very distinct personalities.
The little guy curled his lips and said, "I don't like little girls, they are too troublesome and they just cry."
Ouyang Yun smiled and said, "She is different. She is smarter. She is a clever little girl."
He liked the little girl who was pampered but not pampered.
The little guy was jealous, "Daddy, how can you like other little girls? You can only like mommy."
The corner of Ouyang Yun's mouth twitched, "Wow, you are so lenient."
"I'm only six years old, one year younger than you."
The little guy squirmed in his arms, coquettishly, "I don't care, you have to promise that you only like mommy."
He tried his best to fight for mommy's welfare. Anyway, as long as he was here, no one could get close to his daddy, and no one could take away his daddy.
Daddy belongs to him and mommy, and they must defend their ownership rights fiercely.
Zheng Yuan was a little worried, fearing that her son's unreasonable behavior would anger Ouyang Yun.
However, having a son who is stalking you may be able to ward off many bad romances.
She didn't want to be Mrs. Ouyang's second best, to be a fool and be deceived.
Ouyang Yun was not angry. It was normal for a child to want to monopolize his parents' attention.
"What if your mommy gives birth to a sister in the future? Wouldn't daddy like it too?"
The always smart little guy was stunned, his face wrinkled up, "This..."