Her Sniper

"It's true." Wen Shishi's eyes were red when she cried in her dream. When she heard this, she couldn't help crying again: "great, it's all true, baby? I suddenly want to see him

"Sleeping in the nursery." Jiang Mo Chen is responsive to her request, quickly put on his pajamas, ready to go to the baby room to hold the baby to her to see, the result just went to the nearby, heard a burst of wailing, after pushing the door, but also head-on ran into Wu Ma is holding the baby back and forth to coax.

Seeing Jiang Mo Chen coming, Wu's mother said with a sad face: "young master, it's a good time for you to come. Tonight, the baby doesn't know what's going on. Since she woke up once, she said that she would not sleep at all, and it's very noisy. You see, his face is red with tears. How can that be good? "

"It doesn't matter. Just take a rest and give him to me." Jiang Mo Chen said, gently holding the baby over, he thought this is probably the mother and son heart to heart bar.

He walked and coaxed along the way, but when he returned to the bedroom, he still couldn't make the baby stop crying, so he had to say to Wen Shishi with embarrassment: "it seems that my father is not qualified enough. He coaxed me for a long time in a low voice, but he still refused to give me any face."

Wen Shishi saw the baby crying hoarse, distressed, but the magic is that she just took over to coax, not a few minutes, the baby obediently stopped crying.

Maybe he was tired of crying. He even fell asleep in Wen Shishi's arms and chewed his fist with relish.

"It seems that the baby knows that I'm not easy to provoke." Looking at his soft sleeping face, Wen Shishi was more or less in a better mood, and involuntarily made a joke with Jiang Moshen.

Jiang Mo Chen saw that she was really hard to hold her baby. He couldn't make her happy. He only wanted to take her baby to his arms to sleep, so as to help her share some of the work of parenting. However, today, the baby only recognized Wen Shishi. When he reached over, he saw the baby frowning in his sleep.

Wen Shishi leaned back slightly, leaned on the head of the bed and said helplessly, "it seems that my nightmares tonight come at the right time, otherwise I can't wake up so well."

"You'd better not be forced to hold on. No matter how noisy the baby is, it's better for me to coax him for a while. It's better than for you to bear the discomfort and hold him like this." Jiang Mo Chen said, and racked his brains to think of a way, he wanted to wake up the baby in the premise of holding him, but has been unable to.

Wen Shishi felt that as long as he could be with his father and son, he would be happy even if he worked hard. He advised, "don't worry. If you really love me, you can help me to put a pillow behind my waist."

He immediately went to the cupboard and took out the two softest pillows. Jiang Mo Shen carefully supported Wen Shishi and sat down next to her. He acted as a human cushion for her. He said, "it's still early. You can sleep a little longer. You hold the baby, I hold you, our family is neat

"Well." Wen Shishi agrees, but even if she leans on Jiang Moshen's shoulder, she still can't sleep. As soon as she closes her eyes, she will remember her painful experience with Fu Yicheng. Only when she opens her eyes and sees Jiang Moshen, she will feel a little relieved.

That night, Wen Shishi stayed up until early in the morning and barely fell asleep. Although she was sleeping on Jiang Mo's shoulders, she always held her baby in her arms, even in her dream.

Fu Yicheng's appearance is like a bolt from the blue for her, so that she can no longer find the previous sense of security.

Jiang Mo sighed a little. He got out of bed lightly. In order to make their mother and son sleep more comfortable, he first settled the baby in the middle of the big bed, then took away the pillow and put Wen Shishi in a flat position carefully. Then he was relieved.

He felt that he could not do meticulous work, so he was afraid to wake any of them, especially the baby who was very noisy tonight and refused to sleep without his mother's arms.

Turn off the light in the bedroom, leaving only one at the head of the bed. Jiang Mo couldn't sleep, so he went out to blow the night wind.

Wen Shishi's present physical and mental condition is worrying, and Fu Yicheng's appearance was unexpected. He felt that he was besieged in all directions. There were all kinds of crises at home and abroad, and he could hardly take care of them.

In fact, Jiang Mo Chen never had great ambition. He didn't want much. It was enough for his wife and his family to live together peacefully. But at present, there were always people who wanted to block him. First, he was the housekeeper who trudged from London, and then he was Fu Yi Cheng who didn't know how to leave the prison. It seemed that they had discussed it.

He sighed as he walked, groaning all the way through the corridor and stairs in the dark. He wanted to go to the kitchen to warm a cup of hot milk for Wen Shishi.

However, as soon as he turned the side door beside the living room, he was startled to find that someone was already on the corridor near the courtyard.

Jiang Mo subconsciously held his breath, and saw that the vague shadow was just sitting quietly not far away, and he didn't want to move. So he turned on the light beside him, and found that he didn't sleep in the middle of the night. On the contrary, the person who came out with him was Susan, who had always been quiet.Susan was startled by the sudden light. When she found out that it was Jiang Moshen, she was embarrassed to smile. Her dark green eyes reflected a sad face. It was Jiang Moshen who had not had time to adjust her expression.

He soon regained his normal look and politely said, "I'm sorry, I seem to have disturbed your thoughts. I want to help Wen Shishi warm up a glass of milk. Seeing a shadow here, I thought there was a villain sneaking in. I didn't expect that you are the one here. "

Jiang Mochen is thinking about Fu Yicheng. It's hard to avoid that he's all over the place. He's very glad that he didn't have the impulse to go forward and detain people. That's not only rude to the guests, but also a big joke.

"It doesn't matter. I was too preoccupied with things to notice your footsteps." In fact, Susan has been sitting here for a long time. Her wounds have scabbed. Although she doesn't need to apply medicine every day to avoid water, she has reached the stage of itching. She can't sleep. It's more comfortable to come out and blow the wind.

Seeing that Jiang Mo Shen's mood was still low even after he had deliberately covered it up, she couldn't help thinking of the abnormality of Wen's poems at night, thinking that something might have happened again.