The Pheromone of the Drooping-Eared Rabbit (ABO)

Chapter 76: The pure velvet rabbit is crooked

If you are injured, you can stay at home to accompany Rongbao to raise the fetus. Qi Yan was very happy. He gently rubbed his fingers on Rongbao's swollen eyelids: "Baby, if you cry again, the radish will not stand it."

Qi Lao radish can't see Rongbao crying the most, and he will react when he cries.

Rongbao was just worried that Master Qi would die. He sobbed and asked, "Master Qi is all right?"

"What can I do? I'm just a little injured." Qi Yan's health is better than those young people in their teens and twenties, and he is often injured, and his self-healing ability is better than ordinary people. There is no need to worry about him at all.

Rongbao raised his little hand and touched Master Qi's pale thin lips: "Master Qi is not good-looking..."

Rongbao said that Qi Yan's face had become ugly, but Qi Yan heard it wrong and thought that his appearance had declined.

Since he met Rongbao, the old man has always been anxious about his appearance. He can't wait to wear a mirror everywhere and take a picture anytime and anywhere.

Hearing Rongbao say that he had become ugly, Qi Yan smiled bitterly, then lowered his head and put his forehead on Rongbao's forehead and asked, "Baby, I have become ugly. Do you still like it?"

Rongbao's pupils are clean, there are no other complex emotions, and the answer is also pure and simple: "I like it."

Qi Yan picked up his lips, showing a slightly evil ruffian smile, which softened the original cold and hard facial lines: "Huh? How much do you like me?"

Rongbao didn't know how to express it, so he repeated it dullly: "I like it."

"Do you like Qi Feng?" Sometimes Qi Yan is not sure about Rongbao's love for him. Whether it's love or just an ordinary love. Alas, he has lived for so long that he will suffer from gains and losses in this kind of thing. I'm afraid others will laugh to death.

Rongbao didn't have any feelings for Qi Feng, so he shook his head.

Qi Yan was very satisfied with Rongbao's answer, and the smile on his face was even brighter.

Regardless of the wound on his back, Qi Yan directly raised the velvet treasure and threw it into the air twice.

Then he thought that there was still a child in Rongbao's stomach, so he quickly stopped this dangerous action and held Rongbao firmly in his arms.

Rongbao is still a little unsatisfied. He leaned against the old man's arms, and his little mouth still maintained a grin.

Rongbao especially likes to let Qi Yan play with him, even if he plays some boring games, but usually the old man is too busy to run out in a hurry and leave him alone at home.

Rongbao wrapped his hand around Qi Yan's thin and powerful waist and muttered, "Is Mr. Qi still leaving?"

"I'm not leaving. I'll be with you at home." Qi Yan planned to leave the matter to Qi Feng. He just stayed at home to command. There was no need to go out again.

Rongbao was happy, buried his little face in Mr. Qi's chest, and let out a stuffy laugh: "Hehehe..."

He smiled like a little fool, and Qi Yan was also happy. He put his hand on the back of Rongbao's head and stroked it.

The atmosphere was warm, and Qi Yan suddenly asked inappropriately, "Baby, how many words do you know?"

The original lingering and warm picture between husbands suddenly turned into an old father checking homework.