The four-month prenatal check-up included major abnormalities, which was careful and complicated. With Shao Tingfeng's genetic testing, the hospital opened a green channel for them to speed up the prenatal check-up process.

Because the data from the last NT examination were not ideal, Cheng Fei did both DNA non-invasive and DNA screening today to check whether the baby had any defects. Fortunately, everything was normal.

Although Shao Tingfeng was injured some time ago and has an irregular life, his physical foundation is better than that of ordinary boys, and both of them passed the test easily.

In the clinic, Shao Tingfeng saw Cheng Fei's pregnant belly and baby for the first time.

Cheng Fei lay on the bed and glanced sideways at him. Although he was a little ashamed, he still lifted his clothes to reveal his slightly curved belly and let the doctor apply coupling agent on it. Every time the doctor moved the probe, Shao Tingfeng, who was sitting next to him,

You can see how well-behaved the little guy is inside.

When Dr. Zhang explained to the two of them where the arms were and where the legs were, he sat upright with a serious expression and restrained joy. He was more attentive than listening in class.

"The baby is a little thin, but he has everything he should have and is very healthy." Dr. Zhang smiled and said, "It seems that Xiao Shao is taking good care of her."

After receiving a rare compliment, Shao Tingfeng straightened his back like a primary school student who was praised by the teacher. After a moment, he put his hands in his pockets and turned his face away in a disguised manner.

Cheng Fei curled his lips and was about to say something, when he saw that the little cannon fodder's cheek turned slightly strange. Looking from his own angle, he could see a small bump on one side of his face - the position and shape of the small bump.

It was extremely familiar. It was a muscle used to control certain micro-expressions. In front of Cheng Fei, who had painted countless portraits, this little cover-up was of no use.

...So this little cannon fodder is snickering.

He could almost imagine the silly expression on his face.

Cheng Fei moved his lips and swallowed his words.

When Dr. Zhang finished the examination and indicated that he could get dressed, Cheng Fei took out the paper on the side and raised his chin to Shao Tingfeng: "Wipe it clean for me."

Shao Tingfeng's eyes were a little surprised. After all, the other party had banned him for a long time since his last act.

Cheng Fei: "Hurry up, or I will regret it."

How could Shao Tingfeng make him regret it? He immediately took out a pile of paper towels and carefully wiped off the wet and cold coupling agent on his stomach. A faint blush appeared on his handsome face, which was slightly haggard from staying up late.

After wiping, he took his hand back politely and didn't eat tofu like last time.

He was as good as if the little bastard who forced his hand in that night didn't exist!

Cheng Fei's heart was softened by his weak and pitiful appearance. When Dr. Zhang got up to prepare for other projects, he whispered to Shao Tingfeng: "Did you feel that the little guy on the screen just now

What does it look like when you shrink it?"

Shao Tingfen frowned: "What does it look like?"

"Like snails in snail soup."

Shao Tingfeng immediately showed disapproval. He thought it was very cute and not like a snail.

Cheng Fei didn't wait for him to refute, but his eyebrows curled up with joy: "I have decided, his nickname will be Xiaoluosi!"

Shao Tingfeng's eyes turned to confusion, nickname?

Cheng Fei blinked and said lightly: "Little Luosi daddy, what do you think?"

Shao Tingfeng's brain was a little hypoxic due to lack of sleep, and he almost died on the spot because of the words "little snail father". Even the important matter of the baby being unilaterally decided on a nickname could not make his brain work again.

Although Cheng Fei had already used actions to show that he was accepting his identity as the child's other father, he had never expressed it verbally, but now in the clinic, after watching the baby's images, he got approval.

At the age of 20, he had received a title that he had never thought of before, but he thought...it sounded pretty good.

When Dr. Zhang packed up his things and came in, what he saw was Cheng Fei having a good time, while Shao Tingfeng was blushing, but was so autistic that he couldn't say a word. Although both of them had childish looks on their faces, they stood still.

It's not close, but the atmosphere is more harmonious than many couples who come for prenatal check-ups.

Dr. Zhang stroked his non-existent long beard: "Next item."

Despite the green channel, this prenatal check-up still lasted from morning to night. Except for the slightly smaller fetus, Cheng Fei's physical parameters finally returned to the level of a normal male. He looked energetic even after several tubes of blood were drawn; on the contrary, he was in good physical condition according to the doctor.

Shao Tingfeng, due to staying up all night continuously and the excessive loss of brain cells today, was already drowsy by evening and yawned again and again.

Seeing the little cannon fodder's dull eyes and empty steps, Cheng Fei paid the hospital the two million formula fee he had just received from Uncle Shi and dragged him to the parking lot.

Not long after driving, Shao Tingfeng sat in the passenger seat and started pecking like crazy. Cheng Fei rolled his seat down to let him sleep. The car looked shabby on the outside, but the interior was particularly comfortable. Shao Tingfeng

Lying down with her head tilted in his direction, she seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Taking advantage of the traffic light, Cheng Fei glanced to the side and saw his thin lips smacking under his tall bridge of nose, and vaguely made out three words: "Little snail."

Cheng Fei: "Pfft."

Is this a little snail dreaming of food, or a little snail in my own belly?

He wanted to drive back to school quickly, but for some reason, he gradually slowed down and drove slowly in Hunan District.

"Let you sleep a little longer so that you don't have to stay up late again."

Shao Tingfeng's eyelids blinked slightly, almost unreadable.

The night scene in Hunan District was not very prosperous, and Cheng Fei didn't have much artistic talent to appreciate the suburban scenery, so he drove around, unconsciously turning the steering wheel in the direction of dense lights, and then he found that he had driven to Hunan District and

The boundary of another urban area.

Seeing the slightly familiar words on the road sign, Cheng Fei narrowed his eyes slightly.

——This seems to be near the address of the community given by the wealthy father.

Sure enough, after driving forward for a while, I looked up and saw a small community in front of me. The spacing between floors was wide, and the floors were not as high as many residential communities today. The appearance was not exaggerated at all, with gray exterior walls.

Simple and simple. Next to the community is a huge municipal park, which gives it a peaceful and quiet feel.

Cheng Fei walked around the community a few times, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this community was quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle. Thinking about its location, there is a comprehensive hospital in the front, and Nanguo Obstetrics and Gynecology in the back. Although there is no subway station, the transportation is very good.

It was also connected in all directions, and I suddenly understood why my wealthy father would live in a place like this.

If you have a little wife at home, there is nothing better than here to raise a baby.

Look, my little wife is so nourishing!

Cheng Fei thought sourly, parked his car next to the municipal park, and secretly checked the transaction prices of this Provence community, and after a few glances, he felt autistic.

Oh, the world is amazing, the housing prices are comparable to those in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou

The little ones here should not even imagine that they can live in such a community.

Cheng Fei sighed quietly, and just as he was about to put down his cell phone and step on the accelerator again, the prompt from the express delivery company came over again.

[Your express shipment with order number xxxxx is not accepted and will soon be converted into a delayed shipment, and a certain amount of detention fee will be required...]

Cheng Fei was stunned for a moment, and couldn't figure out why the wealthy father disappeared both offline and online at the same time. Even if he was too busy to pick up the express delivery, it wouldn't be difficult for his little wife to go downstairs to pick it up, right?

Could it be...

Before he could think about "what", two more buzzing sounds came from the quiet interior of the car, and a light came from the storage compartments on the passenger seat and the driver's seat. Shao Tingfeng put his cell phone there again.

And the screen is also facing upward. I didn't notice it during the day, but now at night, this light is particularly obvious, slightly piercing Cheng Fei's eyes.

He wasn't very interested in the little cannon fodder's privacy, but the light couldn't be ignored, so he couldn't help but raise his eyes and glanced inadvertently into the storage compartment.

Shao Tingfeng seemed unsuspecting of him. Although there was a password lock, the short message reminder function was not turned off, and he could clearly see the words on it.

[Package Express Assistant: Your express shipment with order number xxxxx has been detained. Please go through the procedures to release the detention as soon as possible and pay the storage fee of xx yuan...]

Because the message is slightly long, the following content is folded, but the general meaning is clear at a glance.

Cheng Fei was stunned for a moment, feeling that the arrangement of the numbers seemed familiar.

He subconsciously narrowed his eyes and raised his finger slightly, trying to swipe a short reminder. The next second, another reminder popped up on the phone.

【Low battery, shutting down...】

Cheng Fei:!!!

No, wait!

With a loud "ding dong", the screen of his mobile phone, which had been outside all day, went off under his nose.

The shutdown prompt was loud and was not affected by the mute command. The ding-dong sound was particularly obvious in the quiet car. Shao Tingfeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was obviously awakened by the sound. His body froze and he slowly opened his door.

Eye.

His eyes were a little dull. When he saw the Provence community and the municipal park in front of him, the focus of his eyes gradually gathered, but he turned around calmly and asked: "Feifei, why are you here?"

Cheng Fei was still trying to replay the sequence of numbers in his mind. If he listened carefully, he could hear a trace of nervousness in Shao Tingfeng's nasal voice.

It's not fear, but anticipation.

It's a pity that he was too focused and didn't pay attention to Shao Tingfeng's obviously wrong tone. The order number of the express delivery was as long as twenty or thirty digits. No matter how good his memory was, he couldn't remember it. For a long time, Cheng Fei was absent-minded.

He said: "No, just open it casually."

Shao Tingfeng's eyes fell on his face and felt that his face was a little tense, so he asked: "Are you tired? I'll drive."

"No need." Cheng Fei frowned, turned his hand, turned the steering wheel several times, and turned the front of the car.

The return trip was a circuit from Provence back to the main road. When passing by the entrance gate, Shao Tingfeng asked casually: "Is this community good-looking?"

Cheng Fei was still recalling the string of numbers, and he said very calmly: "It looks good."

"Like it?"

Cheng Fei: "I like it, but it's too expensive..."

He responded casually, then felt that there was something strange about the conversation, and turned to look at Shao Tingfeng in confusion.
To be continued...