77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 474 Let's Leave, Shall We Leave?

The black umbrella stood upright in the air, and the dense raindrops hit the umbrella, and the sound of dripping was very pleasant.The wind blew past the delicate big umbrella, shaking it slightly, and a few drops of rain fell from the end of the umbrella, dripping on Nie Yao's light blue embroidered blue sleeves.

A trace of surprise flashed in Nie Yao's eyes: "Why are you here?"

"Wait for you." The man said two words coldly.

Nie Yao raised her eyebrows, and then looked around. Although it is not too late, but because of the rain, there are no people around. Qi Yan standing here alone is a bit ostentatious. Nie Yao doesn't know if she is afraid of being called Seeing it, he turned sideways and walked directly past Qi Yan.

"Yaoyao." Qi Yan suddenly called out.

Nie Yao couldn't help but stop, but she didn't look back.

Qi Yan looked at her slender back standing in the drizzle, his eyes turned cold.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became a bit weird, the rain, like a screen blocking the two of them, isolated them at the two ends of the world.

"Is there something wrong?" The girl's voice was soft and melodious, without any ups and downs.

Qi Yan couldn't help but clenched his palms, let go, walked over, took Nie Yao's hand, and put the umbrella in her palm under her surprised gaze.

"Take a shower after you get back, don't catch a cold." Turn around and walk towards the Bentley parked not far away.

"together……"

Nie Yao, who originally wanted to call him to stop, stopped suddenly, and looked at the umbrella in her hand with some confusion.

Need?
or not?

Now that the words have been spoken, does it prove that she has the right to choose?
If so, it might not be good for her to accept Qi Yan's favor again.

Nie Yao was at war with heaven and man, and finally gritted her teeth and entered the hospital with Qi Yan's umbrella.

Wen Xiaobao was tired from playing during the day and fell asleep early.

What surprised Nie Yao was that Wen Yicheng didn't leave. He was lying on Wen Xiaobao's hospital bed, hugging Wen Xiaobao who was sleeping soundly in one hand, and holding a book in the other. His face looked tired. It seemed that he was telling a story to Xiaobao not long ago. .

Nie Yao had all sorts of feelings in her heart, but she felt more and more that Xiaobao was suitable to stay with Wen Yicheng, but she also had concerns.

After all, Qi Yan already knew that Xiaobao was his son.

Even at all costs, he would not allow his own son to go with other men and take another man's surname.

Can……

If it hadn't been for Wen Yicheng who rescued her down-and-out self and spent a lot of money to help her conceive, Xiaobao would not have been born safely.

For Nie Yao, Wen Yicheng was her benefactor, but from another perspective, she was also the enemy who stole her son.

If Xiaobao could choose, who would he choose to be with?

Although Nie Yao is Wen Xiaobao's biological mother, after all, she was raised in someone else's family since she was a child, and let him choose. Nie Yao is not sure who Wen Xiaobao will be with.

Quietly closing the door, Nie Yao went back to the next bedroom alone, took a shower and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, she vaguely felt someone hugging her from behind. She was startled, and quickly turned on the lamp beside the bed, and lifted the quilt to see that Wen Xiaobao, who was sleeping in the next ward before, climbed onto her bed at some point. bed.

The small body curled up into a ball, curled up softly in the bed.Slightly thin hands rested on Nie Yao's body, tightly clutching her clothes, her cute little appearance was pitiful.

Nie Yao pulled the quilt over and covered him lightly, revealing a small head.

Turned over, adjusted his posture slightly, and protected the little guy in his arms.

Just as he was about to turn off the lights, the little guy suddenly opened his eyes. His big watery eyes looked at Nie Yao's face without blinking, and said, "Da Yaoyao, shall we leave?"

(End of this chapter)