Transmigration in the Book: I Rely on Raising Cubs to Upgrade My System

Li Yinchen sent his cell phone after filing a complaint, so he was ready to chat with his girlfriend in peace.

But as we chatted, I felt that my girlfriend did not smell good.

It's sad that every day that we can't find our baby.

Suddenly, a WeChat message came in.

The moment he saw the name in the chat window, he lost interest.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a newborn child's birth certificate.

Li Yin Chen raised his eyebrows.

The first thing you need to know is how to make sure you're getting the most out of your time.

I'm not sure if I've heard of this before, but I'm not sure if I have.

Li Yin Chen now finds it interesting, when he voices over, "Didn't you recently close the door to write the script?".

Xiao Mu: No inspiration, I'm just going to experience life, aren't I? I sent in a resume, wanting to experience the miserable feeling of being rejected for an interview and having no money but to eat at a small roadside restaurant, and I came across this amazing restaurant at ......].

"Okay, send me the name of the restaurant, and I'll have someone go there sometime."

Li Yin Chen replied, and threw away his cell phone in a deadpan.

Without the little baby, he has been unhappy with what he's eating for three days in a row.

I don't know if the little one has been eating well lately. Do you have meat to eat?

"Hey."

Li Yin Chen held his head and sighed sadly.

At the moment, Ye Susu was smiling and dreaming big dreams, she usually sleeps very lightly and is very alert.

But today, probably because of the drugs, her head is heavy and she sleeps very deeply.

Ye Xun little guy was lying by her bedside for half a day.

At one time, he would tuck her in, and at another time, he would reach out and touch her forehead worriedly to check if she was still hot.

Even the warm water on the bedside table, he would touch it later.

If it was cold, he would drink it himself, and then change the hot water for Ye Susu, just in case she woke up thirsty.

Lijun gave him a whole new set of drawing tools, watercolor pencils, crayons, pencils are all full color number, even the various tools ruler, drawing paper all have a thick pile.

But Ye Xun didn't touch it for the whole evening.

He was obviously not in the mood to draw now.

But Lijun ordered a take-out package for them and their son, and sent it to the room.

He came back a few times in the middle of the day, and every time he saw the little guy worrying and taking care of his mommy, he felt jealous and sour, and a little envious.

"Little one, it's time for you to go to bed."

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when Lijun finally couldn't resist knocking on the door.

Ye Xun curled up in a ball beside Ye Susu, his little head already a little sleepy and tilted, but his grape black eyes were still straining to open a crack.

When he heard the voice, he crawled up and rubbed his eyes.

"Hmm."

Sound grandmother.

Lijun couldn't help but sigh, "Uncle will take your mommy's temperature again, okay? If it cools down, she'll be fine, and you should get some rest."

Ye Xun hesitated, but quickly nodded his eyes, even as the dull hairs on his head shook.

Rikun leaned over and went to get the thermometer on the nightstand.

The little guy's two hands clasped together nervously for a moment, and his little face stared solemnly.

"36 degrees 9."

Soon, the electronic thermometer measured Ye Susu's ear temperature.

Rikun immediately reported it to the little guy in a low voice.

But Ye Xun stretched his little neck.

Lijun tugged at his thin lips, handed him the thermometer, and reached down to point to the LCD screen on top, "Your mommy's fever is down, and the medicine is working."

Ye Xun picked up his large palm and had a good look at it.

He could understand all the numbers within ten.

369, three numbers.

Just now it seemed like Mummy was 387 ......

6 to 8 small.

His little mind worked quickly and immediately came to a conclusion.

Mommy's fever had really gone down.

"Whew."

His little chest was relieved.

His whole little body was relaxed.

Lijun looked at him like this, and then looked at Ye Susu, who was sleeping unconscious on the bed, and his heart felt as if it had been tugged a piece.

"Lie down in the blanket, uncle help you turn off the room light."

Ye Xun sat in the blanket and nodded obediently.

Lijun walked to the door, his throat was hard to hear.

The child should be very scared and helpless at this time, yet he couldn't give the little one a hug and tell him that no matter what happened, he wasn't alone.

The moment the door closed, he turned his head, "Uncle is next door, if you need anything, come to me, uncle will stay open at night."

Ye Xun's dark eyes visibly lit up.

"Thank you, Uncle."

Lijun's mouth was slightly raised, turned off the light, and gently closed the door.

Standing in the corridor, his right hand caressed his left chest.

Here, the pain was like tearing.

But suddenly, his cell phone vibrated in his pants pocket.

When he returned to his room, he answered it in a trance, "Hello?".

"Hey what hey, son, do you have a favorite little girl?"

Lijun was stunned, and only then did he regain consciousness, "Mom, no matter."

"Hey, that ......" on the other end of the phone obviously almost let slip, but quickly got it under control, "Then I asked you to go on a blind date and you wouldn't go, and you're so passive-aggressive that you're obviously old enough to pay the public grain, and as a result, you only play with paper towels. Don't you have any idea how many trees are wasted every year?"

Lijun's mouth twitched, and he directly reached out and pressed his temples.

"Mom, you're less likely to read something on the Internet."

"What's wrong with me? You don't have grandchildren for me to play with, you don't find a daughter-in-law to hang out with me, you're cold all year long, and you don't come home to see what I have to say more than ten sentences. I don't play with today's online schoolchildren, what else can I do?"

"......"

"Forget it, anyway, remember, your mother is very liberal. Whatever kind of girl you like, you can bring home, your dad is old-fashioned, but I'm here, I'll talk him into it!"

"...... says I don't have a girlfriend."

"Yo, you don't have one, and you're proud of it? This year Evergrande public welfare activities, remember to plant more trees, so that you don't live to be a hundred years old and still spend them."

Lijun held his forehead, raised his hand and looked at his watch, "10:05, it's time for your beauty sleep."

"Ouch, my mask is still on!"

Lijun hmmmed, but before he said goodbye, there was already a desperate beep from the other side.

Desperate.

The women in this world, one or two of them, are all heartless.

Lijun rubbed his eyebrows, went to his desk and opened his notebook, then closed it again in a short while.

He looked at the live phone feed and turned it up as loud as he could.

It was as if, in this way, he could hear the gentle breathing of a child sleeping.

But-.

"Ow, eat it, eat this, ...... Well, no, the catnip is mine, you can't touch it!"

Soft, tender voice, one second out.

Lijun: "......"

"Mimi~ that smells so good, suck on ...... ......"

The watery voice, especially clear in the stillness of the night, seemed to have echoes.

And through the phone out, the sound color is a little distorted, it seems to be because Ye Xun's phone dropped, the sound set is a little old, with some very quiet to hear the sound of zipping.

But this way, it seems that her soft voice has a little hoarse, more smoky little sexy, as if a small paw is scratching people's chest.

At half a rate, the fountain pen at Lijun's hand rolled off.

A ding sound made him violently move his shoulders.

Little claw?

Why is he thinking about this stuff!

In a four-sided glass villa with a lake view in the suburbs, the middle-aged woman in the bedroom, already in bed, was busy frantically putting a mask next to her face on her pretty, but slightly aged face.

After applying it smoothly, she was relieved and picked up the phone again.

"Unfilial son."

"Don't count on him, I'll start raising my pups today!"

A dignified man with a Chinese character face was lying next to her, and when he heard the news, he put down the original document in his hand, "Yun Yang? Let them bring in a kitten if you like, what's with the cloud breeding?"

He looks a bit older, but apparently still quite trendy.

"Oh my, Yun raising a pup is a child, not a dog or cat. Cloud raising a cat, that's already last century, honey."

As the woman spoke, she didn't forget to pinch the mask on her chin to keep it from wrinkling.

"A few days ago, Mrs. Zhang just recommended me, said there is a little guy, single-parent family, poor oh, she said to watch this child's live broadcast, she every day tears flowing ...... recommended that I also go to see."

She said, she clicked WeChat, and first told 'Xiao Chen' that his information was wrong, and then went to look up the live sharing link Mrs. Zhang gave her.

"Originally, I didn't dare to look at the poor little kid for fear my heart couldn't take it, so I never clicked on it."

But today she huffed.

"Forget it now, no matter how pitiful it is, it's not as pitiful as me, raising a scum son to be angry with me!"

The middle-aged man next to me, silently shaking his head, decided not to make any comment.

The next day the sun was shining, and it was a good day for drying fur.

In the morning, Ye Susu rolled over and woke up on her pillow, and the first time she saw the beautiful scenery of the neighborhood outside the window, her eyes shone brightly.

"Ow~"

She climbed up and just stretched.

Last night's sleep was so comfortable.

It had been a long, long time since she had had such an experience of sleeping through the night, but this time it was as if she had slept through the 99th.

It was good to be human, after all.

Deep sleep for a long time, so happy~.

"Pups?"

When Yessusu got up, she found that the little one was no longer in the bed.

Putting on her slippers, she moved her nose and saw a bowl of white porridge on the bedside table.

There was a note underneath it.

Miss Ye, if you're not up by the time the kids go to school, I'll take the liberty of taking the liberty of taking the kids to kindergarten first. I'm not sure how much I'll be able to afford it. ...... Don't worry, I'll have him call you when he arrives at the kindergarten door.

The handwriting is flying and vigorous.