During the period before their breakup, Gu Xi had become close to a senior due to their course projects, making Wen Biyan insanely jealous. But he couldn’t please Gu Xi with this irrational jealousy. Instead, whenever he had the chance, he would drag Gu Xi to bed to vent his jealousy.
He had tried so hard. What if he got pregnant? If it wasn’t because of his outstandingly handsome appearance, how could their child be so cute?
Wen Biyan, while soberly aware of physiological knowledge, couldn’t help but fantasize over and over again.
At this moment, Chairman Wen called, but Wen Biyan was afraid of waking up the child, so he hung up. The chairman called persistently again.
The fiery temper inherited from the Wen family meant that something important would be hit twice.
The chairman’s tone was very bad, and a bit erratic, as if he had a bastard and wanted his eldest son to leave. He first scolded Wen Biyan for causing trouble and not being responsible, then proudly boasted that he had wisely checked the DNA of Gu Wen Shu and found out he was the grandson of the Wen family!
“Who is the child’s mother?” Wen Biyan stood up, pushing his chair back with a scraping sound against the floor. Little Baozi furrowed his brows, and Wen Biyan immediately bent down to pat his back.
The chairman’s voice suddenly sounded guilty. He hesitated for a moment, “It’s your ex-boyfriend from college… Ah, where is my grandson?”
“At the hospital.” Wen Biyan quickly threw down the phone after uttering two words. His heart was beating extremely fast, as if it was about to burst out of his chest. He wanted to pick up the child immediately and express his fatherly love, but the child was sleeping now.
Wen Biyan quickly turned his gaze to the culprit, almost like a wicked wolf, he crossed the bed in one step, lifted Gu Xi, and dragged him into the bathroom.
Blood rushed rapidly, boiling and bubbling. Wen Biyan restrained his trembling hands, and even the sound of the lock was very light.
Gu Xi slept soundly in Wen Biyan’s arms, changing positions, and slumbering against his shoulder. Since Little Baozi was born, he had always been a light sleeper. But perhaps knowing that Wen Biyan was here, surrounded by his familiar warmth, he slept deeply this time.
If it were someone else, being hugged by Wen Biyan with such force that it felt like they were being pressed into his chest, they would have woken up. But Gu Xi wasn’t like that. He was accustomed to Wen Biyan’s embrace, like a resilient dough, no matter how it was kneaded, it would remain unaffected.
Wen Biyan’s hand, as strong as steel, gripped Gu Xi’s shoulder, while his other hand urgently unbuttoned his shirt.
After three buttons bounced off the floor, Wen Biyan finally saw a faint scar on Gu Xi’s abdomen, a vertical incision that extended into the part covered by fabric.
His unbelievable speculation was confirmed. Wen Biyan’s eyes suddenly turned red, and he made Gu Xi lean against the wall, bent down, and bit the scar.
As he approached, he turned his head slightly, ultimately biting on the right side of the scar.
Gu Xi was awakened by the sharp pain of this bite. Not only was it painful, but there was also something hot liquid flowing down his abdomen. When it flowed over the wound, the slight itching stimulated his nerve endings.
With a start, he suddenly realized what had happened, and as he lowered his head, he saw Wen Biyan silently shedding tears against his stomach.
Gu Xi felt heartbroken. He touched the back of Wen Biyan’s head, gently soothing him to ease the tension, and said, “Aren’t you teaching me how to be a human… Ah, that hurts!”
Wen Biyan took another bite, this time without showing any mercy.
“I’ll teach you how to be human… I’ll teach you how to make one!”
Gu Xi’s nose tingled, but he endured it silently. After all, he had gotten used to being bitten like this. Could it be that Wen Biyan couldn’t bear to bite until he drew blood?
A small patch of blood-stained water remained on Gu Xi’s fair and slender abdomen. Gu Xi was stunned, immediately realizing that Wen Biyan had bitten his lips.
He was scared and immediately grabbed Wen Biyan’s hair, pulling his head back, squatting down, and bringing his lips to Wen Biyan’s face.
“Ancestor, can you bite me?”
In response, there was a fierce and prolonged kiss.
The two of them were catching their breath in the bathroom, and outside came the childish voice of Little Baozi, “Daddy, I need to pee.”
Gu Xi paused for a moment, pressing down on Wen Biyan’s shoulder. “Go ahead.”
He had seen snippets of Wen Biyan and Little Baozi’s interactions on TV, looping them two or three times every day after work. At first, Wen Biyan was a mess in the kitchen, either mixing up the order of steps or putting clothes on Little Baozi inside out. But now, he did everything with grace and skill…
As he watched, Gu Xi remembered his own early days as a father, when he was even more frantic than Wen Biyan—at least on the surface. After all, Wen Biyan always wore a sour expression, making it hard to tell what he was thinking inside.
Wen Biyan retrieved a brand new urinal from under the bed, although it was completely unnecessary. But since he lacked caregiving experience, he had been enthusiastically persuaded by the shopkeeper at the hospital’s convenience store and almost brought half the store back with him.
“Use this” he said.
Little Baozi wrinkled his nose, feeling a bit embarrassed. “Uncle, can I use the bathroom?”
Your dad is sorting out his clothes in there.
Wen Biyan touched his nose, suddenly recalling his method of unbuttoning Gu Xi’s clothes, realizing that Gu Xi might take a while to come out.
“A real man should be brave enough to try” Wen Biyan poured water from the bedside cup into the urinal. “It’s just this simple.”
Little Baozi: “…”
Gu Xi struggled to button up one button and took the urinal. “Take him to the bathroom.”
Gu Xi had just slept for a while, so he was still feeling fresh. He asked Little Baozi what he wanted to eat for lunch. Since high-protein foods were temporarily off-limits, Little Baozi rolled his eyes and said he wanted ice cream.
“Ice cream is too cold. Let’s have it in a couple of days” Gu Xi said.
Little Baozi glanced at Wen Biyan, who immediately chimed in, “I’ve already prepared some light food. It should be ready soon.”
Gu Xi glanced at the father and son duo, feeling somewhat skeptical. “Then I’ll go take a shower.”
The room Wen Biyan booked came with a shower, and Little Baozi needed to pay attention to cleanliness now. Wen Biyan hurriedly agreed; he had rushed over and didn’t dare to carry Little Baozi.
After Gu Xi finished his shower and came out, Little Baozi immediately jumped into his arms. Gu Xi quickly caught him and placed him on the bed. “You can’t snuggle with Daddy right now. Your skin might itch.”
Wen Biyan held a bowl and fed Little Baozi, but Gu Xi noticed something amiss at a glance. Wen Biyan was picky with his food and didn’t like eating breakfast. Little Baozi seemed to have inherited this trait from him—he avoided common foods but obediently opened his mouth whenever Gu Xi fed him.
Now, Wen Biyan held a big bowl in his hands, and not a single common food item could be seen. Instead, it was filled with things Gu Xi couldn’t even name.
Wen Biyan confessed outright, “Isn’t this what I used to coax him last night?”
Wen Biyan’s skills in coaxing children were quite clumsy, and it seemed that Little Baozi was better at coaxing Wen Biyan in the TV show. Not knowing how to coax him, Wen Biyan asked Little Baozi what he liked to eat. Taking advantage of his dad’s absence, Little Baozi rattled off a long list of foods he didn’t like.
Coincidentally, Wen Biyan didn’t like those foods either. So, the father and son had a friendly exchange, both feeling that there was no one else in the world they could resonate with like this. Wen Biyan assured him that none of those hated foods would be in their meals for the next few days. Little Baozi fell asleep with a sense of satisfaction at finding a like-minded friend.
Gu Xi asked, “Are you coaxing him or spoiling him?”
Wen Biyan, angry, whispered in a volume only the two of them could hear, “Hmph, like you don’t secretly teach him to cheat and deceive?”
Gu Xi admitted defeat, “How is that cheating… Okay, my bad.”
Wen Biyan warned, “I’ll settle the score with you later.”
Gu Xi felt guilty, but it didn’t stop him from cooking a pot of dishes that Wen Biyan disliked within half an hour. “Eat to show him.”
Even if Wen Biyan didn’t like the dishes, made by his wife’s hands, he still had to eat them.
Gu Xi had a clear plan: if Little Baozi followed Wen Biyan’s example, then correcting Wen Biyan would indirectly correct Little Baozi.
Wen Biyan: What kind of absurd theory is this?
Wen Biyan put a piece of yam into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it. Gu Xi reminded him gently, “Slow down. Is it delicious? Have another piece of carrot. Be good.”
Little Baozi held his bowl, looking at Wen Biyan expectantly. Is it delicious?
“Mm” Wen Biyan performed his role as required.
“Once a day” Gu Xi patted Wen Biyan’s shoulder.
…
Gu Xi casually turned on the TV, which happened to be on the entertainment news interface, displaying gossip about Wen Biyan and Xiao Bailian.
“Up-and-coming actress Liu Fei suspected of being pregnant, previously had a close relationship with Wen Biyan…”
Gu Xi: “…”
Wen Biyan: “She’s talking nonsense.”
Gu Xi affectionately touched Little Baozi’s hair and asked him, “Is Daddy Wen familiar with the pretty lady?”
“Familiar” Little Baozi replied firmly, puffing his cheeks, giving the same answer as last time.
Wen Biyan: I’ve worked so hard to prevent you from being kissed by others, but no one can prove my innocence???
TL : Back ~~ Sorry I was so sick
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