Lang Bai was right.
Regarding the question of whether he hated him, Qi Cheng was noncommittal. But on the way he led Lang Bailu out of the shopping mall with his head bowed, Lang Bai kept asking, "Have you ever hated other people?"
"I'm the first one you hate, right?"
It seems that it is a great thing to be hated by Qi Cheng.
Qi Cheng just led him forward and didn't bother to answer him.
After they left the mall, they found the car that Jiang Yun drove over.
Seeing them, Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, "The privacy of the restaurant is okay, but it's still too dangerous in the shopping mall."
"Brother Yun is too charming," Lang Bai said with a smile, "The fans recognized you first just now."
Jiang Yun scolded with a smile, "It's obviously you."
Qi Cheng sat on the co-pilot and looked sideways out of the window.
There are many tall buildings, and the crowds and trees on the walking path are far away. The roof of the car covered half of the light, but the co-pilot still couldn't block the sun, Qi Cheng's whole body was under the sun, and he couldn't keep his eyes open.
Half stabbed by light, half sleepy.
Jiang Yun whispered to him, "Go to sleep."
Qi Cheng lazily said OK, and really closed his eyes.
Jiang Heng lowered his voice, showing off in his tone, "Brother said to go home and sleep today."
"Then it's better to go back to the old house." Jiang Yun turned directly and went to the Jiang family's old house. "Baby has read Xiao Cheng several times, and I miss him very much."
Jiang Heng didn't expect him to be so shameless.
"Brother finally came home this time, and you still have to abduct him!" Jiang Heng whispered, his face flushed with anger.
As usual, Jiang Yun carried his parents out to overwhelm the younger generation, confidently said, "I'll call your mother later, and that's the deal."
Because Qi Cheng was still sleeping, Jiang Heng forcibly endured it, his face was not very good-looking, "There will be no next time!"
Listening to the conversation between his uncle and nephew, Lang Bai thoughtfully glanced at Qi Cheng on the co-pilot.
Suddenly the corners of his eyes curved, and he suddenly smiled.
When Qi Cheng returned to the old house, he was sent back to his room to sleep. When he woke up, he felt something soft beside him, which was warm and smelled like milk.
He opened his eyes and looked to the side. The baby in pajamas had a flushed face from sleep, his thumb was wrapped in his mouth, his calves were stretched out, and his other lotus root-like hand was still on Qi Cheng's neck.
Qi Cheng held his little hand, and Jiang Han's hand was still clenched into a small fist.
The extremely small fist is more obvious in Qi Cheng's hand. Qi Cheng opened his mouth wide, gestured his fist, and was surprised to find that he could swallow his hand.
Jiang Han fell into a deep sleep, his belly was exposed a little. The sleeping child was so cured, Qi Cheng hugged the child in his arms, pulled the quilt over his head, and continued to sleep with this soft guy.
When I woke up again, I was woken up by people outside, telling them to get up and have dinner.
Qi Cheng was sleepy, and got up holding the baby. The little baby rested on his shoulder weakly, "So sleepy~"
Rubbing his eyes, he yawned again.
"My younger brother is like an older brother," Qi Cheng said solemnly with a regretful expression, "Baby, why have you inherited your older brother's drowsiness gene?"
Jiang Han snorted, but he didn't wake up, he mumbled, "Something fell from the crack in the door."
Qi Cheng looked down, there was a card on the ground, he picked it up and looked at it, there was a phone number and a sentence written on it.
"I'll wait for you to call me~"
"—Lang Bai."
With a movement of the fingers, the card rotated a few times.
Jiang Han poked his head to look, Qi Cheng put it away in time, and looked at him with a smile, "I'm very curious."
When Qi Cheng carried Jiang Han to the restaurant, the table was already full of people.
Jiang Heng called his brother, then stared at Jiang Han, turned his head and said to Jiang He after watching for a while, "Why don't you hold your son by yourself?"
Jiang He stuffed his pockets, looked at him with a sulky face, and then stared at the baby, still sullen and silent.
Qi Cheng put Jiang Han in his place, the baby's face still had red marks from falling asleep, he stretched out his hand towards Qi Cheng in a very social manner, and said in a milky voice, "Sleeping with you is really nice." So comfortable, bro!"
Everyone burst out laughing, Qi Cheng gave him a high five and couldn't help laughing, "Thank you for the compliment."
Jiang Feng rushed back at dinner after receiving Jiang Yun's call, and now she sat next to the second elder, laughed when she saw this scene, and said to her mother: "Baby likes Xiao Cheng very much."
Grandma Jiang smiled and nodded, "Xiaocheng is good."
"Much better than his little uncle," Master Jiang snorted heavily, "That bastard, no wonder the child doesn't like his father."
Jiang Han cooks the food by himself, he is very obedient and basically does not need others to bother. After Qi Cheng was sure that he could eat by himself, he began to concentrate on eating his own food.
Jiang He, who was sitting across from him, suddenly moved. With an irritable expression, he removed all the inedible food in front of the baby, and then pushed forward Jiang Han's usual favorite food, right in front of Jiang Han.
Seeing this scene from the corner of his eye, Qi Cheng also raised his hand to hold Jiang Heng's food with chopsticks.
Lang Bai didn't know when he left. After dinner, Qi Cheng and Jiang Yun were lying on the sofa watching TV. Qi Cheng took out Lang Bai's card, held it between his index fingers, and said in a leisurely tone, "Your friend left down."
Jiang Yun looked at it strangely, "Lang Bai wants to make friends with you?"
Qi Cheng glanced at him.
Jiang Yun smiled, "Don't look at me like that. Although Lang Bai doesn't look very reliable, his character is fine and his personal charm is very strong. If you want to make friends with him, you can try."
"You don't seem very reliable," Qi Cheng said, "Third Uncle."
Jiang Yun replied in the same tone, "Nephew, you are so old, you can decide for yourself how to make friends."
Qi Cheng stuffed his head into his knees with his hands.
Jiang Heng came over with a bowl of fruit, and sat with them to watch TV. Jiang He followed behind, standing still by the sofa, looking at the three people on the sofa, the rebellious young master frowned tightly, as if he had something big to worry about.
It took a long time before he asked, "Qi Cheng, why did Jiang Han sleep with you this afternoon?"
Qi Cheng, "I saw him when I woke up. He must have missed me. He watched me sleep and even came here to cuddle me to sleep."
He said with a smile in his tone, "The baby is soft and fragrant, and I really had a very comfortable sleep today."
"Impossible, he doesn't like people sleeping with his arms around him." The young master subconsciously denied it.
"How can it be impossible?" Jiang Yun looked at him, "Baby followed after seeing Qi Cheng went back to the room, I thought he was playing, and when I followed him, he had already climbed into bed by himself and went to sleep , sticky."
Jiang Heng sneered in his heart, obviously after looking at him, he deliberately clinged to his brother to anger him.
Jiang He's expression was ugly, and he repeated it again, even unwilling to believe it, "That brat doesn't like other people cuddling him to sleep."
Qi Cheng finally raised his eyebrows. He watched Jiang Hehui intently, then smiled, "What did you do today?"
The time schedule of the university is relatively high, so it is really more than a little easier. Logically speaking, Jiang He had nothing to do on Saturdays and Sundays, but Qi Cheng saw him during dinner.
Jiang He said in a muffled voice, "I went to a party with my friends."
"Little uncle," Qi Cheng said lightly, "then it's no one else's fault. You're not here, baby is sleepy, so why don't you go to a party to sleep with you?"
Jiang He clenched his hands and was speechless.
After beating Jiang He, Qi Cheng went upstairs refreshed.
Wu You from Class 12 on his mobile phone sent him a picture. It was a photo of a dining table. Inside the photo was a plate of dumplings, several of which had their fillings exposed, with two words next to it, "Unpalatable."
Qi Cheng was subtle, "This dumpling looks quite strange."
"I made it," the other party replied quickly, and sent another bleak emoji, "It's very unpalatable."
"..." Qi Cheng sent six points past.
The other party said, "Can you cook?"
"Won't."
Qi Cheng added, "Know how to make instant noodles."
"Cooked?" the other party asked.
Qi Cheng said honestly: "If you said that you add an egg in the pot, no, I will just take it apart and put it in a bowl, and soak it in hot water."
It will be the other party's turn to send him six points.
The next message came out immediately, "Okay, then I have to learn how to cook."
Qi Cheng frowned. Just as he sent a question mark, the other party slowly withdrew the message, "Wrong message."
Qi Cheng tapped the surface of the bed with his fingers, deleted the question mark on the message bar, and sent another sentence, "You are already very good at making dumplings."
"Banban," the other party said, "Have you eaten yet?"
"Ate."
"Then show you this flower," the other party took another photo. The flower in the camera was closed petals, shy like a little girl. "The time is coming, wait."
Qi Cheng didn't know what time he was talking about, but within a few minutes, the other side connected him to a video communication.
Qi Cheng connected, and the other party was using the rear camera. He had moved the flower just now to another place. Apart from the flower, Qi Cheng also heard a slight gasp.
The panting was suppressed, but the hand holding the phone was steady, and the camera was aimed directly at Hua. After a while, the other party hissed in a low voice.
I saw the flowers in the camera slowly stretching their petals, and against the black night outside the window, the red was so beautiful and peaceful.
The flowers bloomed slowly under Qi Cheng's gaze.
Qi Cheng also held his breath inexplicably, watching in amazement that the flowers went from being closed to blooming, and the vitality of life was displayed in front of him little by little.
Even ordinary flowers become magnificent and beautiful in front of life.
"It's so beautiful." Qi Cheng said softly.
The other party chuckled a few times, and when Qi Cheng thought he was going to say something, he turned off the video call again.
Then he sent a message to Qi Cheng, "Tobacco flowers, this pot in our house usually blooms at this time."
Qi Cheng, "Your family grows flowers?"
"The old man is precious."
Then, the other party seemed not to care and said, "Do you want it? Give you a basin."
"Put it in the dormitory," he said, "and watch the flowers bloom every night."