Lu Baobei trembled with her back facing Sikong Ting: "I don't want it."

"I know."

Sikong Ting's kiss did not stop, his voice was extremely charming.

The kid was hurt, so of course she wasn't in the mood to make fun of him.

Actually, he didn't want to take her at this time. It was just that he missed the smell of her body so much that he wanted to satisfy his craving.

Lu Baobei clenched her teeth, and resisted the desire to push him away.

After kissing for a while more, Sikong Ting finally let go of Lu Baobei, pulled her clothes away, and hugged her.

"Aren't you going to sleep in the other room?" Lu Baobei asked hesitantly.

"Not going." Sikong Ting answered without even thinking.

With her here, where else could he go?

"But this bed is too small for you." It sounded as if she was thinking about him entirely.

"Yeah, I'm going to sleep next door tomorrow." Sikong Ting said in an indifferent voice, and then tightened her up with a bit of evil intent: "Still not sleeping? "Then what else should we do?"

Lu Baobei opened his eyes wide in the darkness and closed them tiredly, "No, I'm sleepy."

"Then go to sleep. We'll talk about it tomorrow." Sikong Ting said.

This little thing was not bad. He had seen her eyes before, and the fact that it didn't swell meant that it wasn't crying.

It seemed that after being her mother, she had become much stronger. It was just that after a busy day, she needed to rest.

Lu Baobei nodded lightly. Then, she would talk about it tomorrow.

The next day.

When Lu Baobei woke up, the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Little Camel's small, pitch-black eyes looking at him with a smile.

Lu Baobei was startled, then smiled gently at the Little Camel.

Little Camel's eyes were bright as he pointed behind Lu Baobei.

Lu Baobei turned her head, but was somewhat dumbstruck.

This was the first time she had seen the sleeping Sikong Ting.

Sikong Ting was currently lying on his back, with the back of his hand over his eyes. His long legs were bent up, and his sleeping figure was as quiet as a child's.

Lu Baobei saw that Sikong Ting was wearing the same shirt that she had bought for him.

He was usually a very particular person, but he actually slept like this last night without changing his clothes?

But then again, this was a hospital, where could he go to change?

Lu Baobei turned her head and made a "hush" gesture towards Little Camel. The little guy obediently nodded.

Lu Baobei quietly got off the bed and picked up the suit jacket that Sikong Ting threw on the ground and put it aside.

"Mommy, I need to pee." Little Camel whispered to Lu Baobei.

Lu Baobei nodded, walked over and carried Little Camel to the bathroom.

After he washed Little Camel's face and came out of the bathroom, Sikong Ting was already awake. He sat on the side of the bed with his brows furrowed tightly.

Hearing movement, he raised his head and glanced at Lu Baobei and Little Camel.

Lu Baobei looked at him suspiciously, who had angered him? Why did his face look so ugly?

"Call the butler and have him bring the clothes over!" And bring your clothes over as well! "

Sikong Ting threw a mobile phone over, controlling Lu Baobei, his expression extremely impatient.

Little Camel peeked at Sikong Ting fearfully. Lu Baobei comforted him and patted him on the shoulder before putting him on the bed and picking up the phone to make a call.

According to Sikong Ting's request, Lu Baobei hung up the phone and returned the phone after she finished talking to the butler.

"Come here." Sikong Ting did not answer the phone, but only spoke calmly.

After being slightly stunned, Lu Baobei walked over.

With a strong pull, Lu Baobei fell into Sikong Ting's embrace. Thinking that Sikong Ting was going to kiss her again, she hurriedly pressed her hands against Sikong Ting's chest.

Little Camel is still here!

"Don't move! "Let me hold him for a while!" Sikong Ting impatiently berated his, her voice sounding somewhat irascible.

Lu Baobei was startled and stopped struggling. She looked straight at the ceiling as her eyes flickered.

"Wake me up when you wake up in the future. If you dare to leave me alone on the bed, I'll make you kneel!" Sikong Ting's cold voice sounded beside Lu Baobei's ears, his arrogance and tyranny causing others to feel helpless.

Lu Baobei: "Did you hear that?" he asked quietly, dissatisfied with her lack of response.

"Yes." Lu Baobei replied softly.

She originally wanted to say something about taking Little Camel away, but now that Little Camel was here, she couldn't say it in front of Little Camel.

If Little Camel knew that Sikong Ting felt that he shouldn't see the light of day, who knew how sad he would be.

"Get someone to send me an early breakfast." Sikong Ting's mood became better, and he released Lu Baobei.

Lu Baobei did not resist and headed out the door.

"Daddy, Daddy, when did you come back? Did you come specially to see me?"

The excited voice of the Little Camel came from behind him. Lu Baobei tightened her grip on the door handle, lowered her eyes and walked out the door.

Even in the hospital, breakfast was an outrageous delicacy.

Originally, Lu Baobei had many doubts about this hospital, but now, she didn't want to ask them anymore.

She did not want to know anything more about Sikong Ting.

On the breakfast table, Lu Baobei was feeding the Little Camel. Her voice was gentle and her little white face was filled with the radiance of a mother.

"You've always pampered him like this?" Sikong Ting frowned in displeasure.

You still want to feed at such a young age?

It wasn't like she was a girl. Was there a need to be so lazy?

".." Lu Baobei raised her head and looked at Sikong Ting.

Is there any problem feeding his son?

Did he think that everyone was like him and didn't love their children at all?

"Come, let's eat."

Lu Baobei said to the Little Camel as she did not want to bother with Sikong Ting.

How dare you ignore him!

Sikong Ting pursed his lips.

But what could he do? That little brat was her life, if he were to count him in her heart right now, Sikong Ting would easily discover that he was definitely behind that little brat.

"Can you cook?" Sikong Ting suddenly asked.

"What?" Lu Baobei raised her head. She didn't quite hear what he had just said.

"Do you know how to cook?" Sikong Ting repeated himself.

Lu Baobei lowered her eyes: "A little."

"I don't know how to cook, Mommy's so delicious." The Little Camel suddenly interrupted, a little excited. There were very few opportunities for him to talk to Sikong Ting.

Sikong Ting glanced at Little Camel, and his gaze landed on Lu Baobei, "Go cook at noon."

Lu Baobei: "Here? "What do we do?"

This is a hospital, is there any place to cook?

"There's a kitchen here, I'll let them take you there later." Sikong Ting looked at the porridge in the bowl, and started to lose his appetite.

He thought about how he would be able to eat lunch that she cooked, so he decided to empty his stomach first.

After breakfast, the person sent by the villa to deliver the clothes arrived.

The five large bags were all of her and Little Camel's clothes. Sikong Ting's clothes were all stored in a separate suit bag.

Without even looking at it, Sikong Ting casually grabbed a suit, untied his bathrobe, and stood in the room to change.

He wasn't shy at all.

Lu Baobei sat on the bedside and looked at Sikong Ting's robust body from behind him. She was thinking about how to tell Sikong Ting to return the Little Camel to her.

She had already thought about this in her heart. Sikong Ting felt that she should not let the Little Camel see the light of day, so she should bring the Little Camel far away. She guaranteed that she wouldn't appear in front of him again for the rest of her life.

"Lu Baobei, why don't you change your clothes? "You don't like it?" Sikong Ting stood in front of the wardrobe and looked at Lu Baobei through the mirror.

He didn't like the way she looked in her hospital gown.

Lu Baobei regained her senses, lowered her head and looked at the clothes, a light flickering in her eyes: "There's no need, these are already good enough for me."

There were no such clothes in her closet, and it was clear that she had taken them from the cloakroom. She could not wear another woman's clothes.