Tsundere Star Mom: Teach a Male God To Be a Dad

Ji Tianqi's heart palpitated, and he raised his hand to gently tuck the strands of hair that fell around her mouth behind her ears, and called her,

"young married woman,"

Ai Qianqian raised her little face,

"Um?"

Ji Tianqi caressed her cheek greedily, and his gentle fingertips traced her delicate skin.

His eyes became more doting, and he said softly,

"My husband wants to confess something to you."

…

Ai Qianqian's eyelashes trembled.

He suddenly sat up from Ji Tianqi's arms, and the small hands around his waist grabbed Ji Tianqi's ears, with a arrogant expression of "If you confess, you should be lenient, but if you are strict,"

"Ji Moji, tell me quickly, what bad things did you do behind my back again?"

Ji Tianqi did not dodge. He held her body up more carefully with his two big hands and smiled evilly.

"Daughter-in-law, how could I do bad things behind your back!"

Ai Qian smacked her lips and snorted,

"I don't even dare to measure you!"

Ji Tianqi answered immediately,

“It’s all because of my wife’s good training~~~”

Sui Er---

Ai Qianqian's curved eyebrows narrowed a little, and the small hand holding his ear gently fell on the evil handsome face, and she rubbed/pinched distressedly.

"Tell me, Ji Moji, what have you been hiding from me these past two days?"

Ai Qianqian tried her best to sound relaxed, but the slight trembling of her fingertips betrayed her panic.

…

Ai Qianqian's fingernails poked his face, but---

Ji Tianqi's chest felt distressed.

His big warm hand gently covered her little hand, wrapping it tightly in his palm.

Ji Tianqi took a deep breath.

Rou Chong's smoky eyes looked at her more deeply, and the evil smile on her thin lips remained as she said,

"Daughter-in-law, I was sick two days ago.

I was afraid that you would be worried, so I didn’t tell you, but---"

But---

When Ji Tianqi said the first sentence that he was sick, the faint trembling light in Ai Qianqian's bright eyes condensed into beads and slowly flowed down.

In the faint and soft light,

Ai Qianqian just looked at him blankly.

Despite the tears falling like rain, he never dared to move again.

…

In fact, she had already guessed it...

Even when we were in the hotel in City S, we had already guessed it.

Although Sister Xiaoru swore that Ji Moji had just called her, little did Sister Xiaoru know that the tacit understanding between her and Ji Moji had already exceeded her imagination...

Her uneasiness and panic would not come so inexplicably but surge.

However, given the circumstances at that time, she had to choose to be strong.

And this afternoon, Ai Qianqian further confirmed her guess...

…

In the afternoon, Ai Qianqian took a nap. When she woke up, she saw her mother sitting beside her bed.

"Qianqian, have you had enough sleep?"

Gu Yimi asked her with a chuckle.

Ai Qianqian nodded,

"Well, I slept well."

Then he looked around, and before she could ask, Gu Yimi guessed what the little white rabbit was going to say and replied directly,

"Stop looking for me, little monster. You'll be back soon. Before you go out, tell me something in a whisper and ask me to take good care of you!"

Ai Qian touched her nose and smiled,

"Ji Moji is too nervous."

Gu Yimi smiled and nodded,

"Are you hungry? Mummy has cooked white fungus and lotus seed porridge for you. It's still hot. Mummy will go down and give you a bowl."

As he said that, he got up and went downstairs.

Ai Qianqian shook her head quickly and took Gu Yimi's hand.

"Mommy, I'm not hungry yet."

…

Looking at Qian Qian's small face, Gu Yimi frowned.

"What's wrong Qianqian, are you feeling sick in your stomach again?"

Ai Qianqian spread her clenched hands.

Gu Yimi was shocked,

"Qianqian..."

But didn't know what to say.

I just saw ---

In the palm of his open hand was a small blue transparent medicine bottle, which was filled with more than half of white granular pills.

Ai Qianqian looked at the small blue medicine bottle in her hand, her soft voice was almost inaudible,

"Mommy, is Ji Moji sick?"

After finishing her words, Ai Qianqian raised her eyelids and looked at Gu Yimi, her curved eyelashes trembling slightly.

…

In fact, she was not completely asleep just before taking her nap.

In the haziness, he saw Ji Moji holding a water glass and drinking medicine with his head raised.

Ai Qianqian thought she was dreaming, but after Ji Tianqi went out of the room, Ai Qianqian got off the bed, walked to the desk, opened the bottom drawer, and in the most hidden corner, she found this small bottle filled with white Vial with pills.

Gu Yimi felt even more distressed.

He reached out and gently pulled Ai Qianqian into his arms, patted her cold back, and said softly,

"Qianqian, don't think alone, it's okay, it's all over.

When Tianqi comes back later, let him tell you himself. "

That's why Gu Yimi had such an expression just now in the living room.

…

The soft light is lingering.

Ji Tianqi held Ai Qianqian's face and wiped the tears falling from her face.

"Daughter-in-law, don't cry. Don't you see that your husband is by your side? And he also came to save the beauty, okay?!

Wife, it's okay. I'm back. I will never leave you alone again. I swear to stay by my wife and little rabbit's side, and I won't go anywhere. "

Ai Qianqian cried harder, her tears rolling down, burning Ji Tianqi's heart.

"Daughter-in-law, I was wrong. If we don't say death, we won't die! If we don't die, no one will die!"

As he said that, Ji Tianqi deliberately made a few loud "poofs" and held her tearful little face tightly, feeling even more distressed.

"Daughter-in-law, I still want to watch our little rabbit being born with you. I still want to guard you and our little princess. I also want to live a lifetime with you and grow old together.

So, Qianqian, trust me, nothing will happen. "

"Tick" ---

Ai Qianqian nodded tremblingly, and from the corner of her bright eyes, a crystal drop slid down and fell into the soft goose down quilt.

…

The little hand that tightly grasped the corner of his clothes slowly raised it.

Ai Qianqian gently held his gentle cheek, her trembling voice was filled with tears, full of unstoppable distress.

Ask him softly,

"Ji Moji, does it hurt?"

She saw it, saw the scars on his arms and wrists covered with ointment.

That was when Ji Tianqi's virus broke out, and he frantically struggled to break free from the iron chains that were locked on his wrists and ankles, leaving behind a series of criss-crossing and crisscrossing traces...

…

Suddenly!

Ji Tianqi straightened his back, and then stiffened hard!

Her words always make him soften.

The gentle smokey eyes tremble!

I just saw ---

A thick black ink leaked from the bottom of his eyes and spread, and his eyebrows were also covered with a layer of pain that seemed to be irreversible.

The cold laboratory, the bone-chilling shackles, the hellish torture, even far beyond the limit of their black/dark physiques...