Chapter 1768 The Child Hanging in the Air

"That's great, that's great." Zhuo Qi hugged Yao Rong, spun around on the spot, and lowered his head to kiss her.

But Yao Rong pushed her away. She ran out barefoot, whispering: "Where's the child? Where's my child?"

She reached out and touched her belly. It was flat. The memory of last night was still yesterday. She had a difficult birth. Could it be that the child was gone?

"Where's my child?" Yao Rong whispered, opened the door and walked out.

"Bang" something fell from above, and Yao Rong stepped back in fright, but saw a white and tender calf stretched out. She looked carefully.

It turned out to be a net bed, and there was a small child sleeping soundly on it.

"Is it you?" Yao Rong saw this, stretched out her hand forward, but then withdrew her hand in fear, fearing that the child would not breathe or stop heartbeating.

But this child was actually lying on the net bed suspended in the air. She turned around and dragged Zhuo Qi over.

"Zhuo Qi, what's going on? Why did you let him sleep while hanging in the air?" Yao Rong's beautiful melon-seed face was full of anger.

Zhuo Qi touched his head, pointed at the small child, and said, "It likes to sleep in the air, otherwise it will make a lot of noise. I will hang it there, and it will sleep all day without waking up."

"Ah." As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Rong raised her foot and stepped on his foot.

Zhuo Qi jumped up and watched Yao Rong turn around. Her hands were shaking, but she still picked up the child.

She could feel the child's body temperature through the thin clothes. She reached her hand to her nose and suddenly hugged him with surprise and said, "Alive, alive, he is alive?"

She lowered her head and kissed his forehead, little face, nose tip, and mouth.

"Hiss." Zhuo Qi stood there, holding his feet in surprise, and his heart was half cold.

Yao Rong had just woken up, and she was not so enthusiastic about him. Instead, she hugged the child and kissed him. This thing that should belong to him seemed to be taken away.

"He is still sleeping, let's not disturb him." Zhuo Qi said, took the child back, and threw him on the net bed.

When he wanted to hang the child in the air, the child propped up his feet and felt the urge to urinate.

When Zhuo Qi spoke, his mouth opened, and something poured accurately into his mouth. The clear salty taste filled his mouth, and Zhuo Qi's face was full of water droplets.

"Puff." He turned around and spit it out. Hearing Yao Rong's laughter, Zhuo Qi rushed into the bathroom and took a shower.

After taking a shower, Zhuo Qi took the perfume and sprayed it on his body, ready to carry Yao Rong back. Unexpectedly, his mobile phone vibrated. He looked at the incoming call and frowned.

"Hello." Zhuo Qi answered the phone in a deep voice. Hearing the words on the other end, his hands couldn't help but tighten.

"Okay, I know." Zhuo Qi said. After hanging up the phone, he took the clothes and put them on. He walked out and saw Yao Rong coaxing the child.

Zhuo Qi's lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it when it came to his mouth.

"I have something to deal with. If you have any needs, you can talk to the bodyguard." Zhuo Qi said. Although he was excited because she woke up, he knew the severity of the matter.

Seeing Zhuo Qi about to leave, Yao Rong grabbed his wrist.

"Zhuo Qi, sit down first, I have something to tell you." Yao Rong said softly.

Zhuo Qi wanted to refuse, but heard her say: "Zhuo Qi, the poison in my body..."

Hearing her mention these things, Zhuo Qi turned around and sat beside her. Yao Rong told him a lot of things, grabbed his arm, and whispered: "Whether it is for me, you, or S City, you have to stop them."

"My father's death is also related to these things. Now you have to find Mr. Heihei, as long as he agrees to help you." Yao Rong said in a low voice.