Li tingjue just opened the door, took the tranquilizing soup from the servant's hand, and when he brought her back, he told the servant to cook it. He was afraid that she wouldn't sleep well tonight and that she would have nightmares.

He came in with soup. When he heard her words, his eyes picked up slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

She came out in a white nightgown, her hair scattered on both sides, and her small face was beautiful. It was the princess in his memory. Sometimes he always thought of them at that time.

His eyes are only her, and her smile is always so sweet. It seems that there is no sadness in her world, and she is always so happy! Smile is always so beautiful.

He said he didn't know what happiness was until he met her! After meeting her, happiness is her.

Mo Qingyan looked at the soup in her hand and frowned slightly, "what's that?"

Li tingjue sent the bowl to her mouth, "Anshen soup is not medicine, and it tastes good."

I know she is most afraid of taking medicine, so she can make food.

Mo Qingyan chuckled, "do you remember?"

He remembered all her preferences when she was a child. In fact, now she is not afraid of bitter medicine, because she has tasted the bitter taste.

She took it, drank it up, and stretched herself.

"I want to have a good sleep."

Hope to forget everything today, the dark sewer and the terrible man. Just sleep and everything will pass.

Li tingjue was surprised to see her recover so quickly! She is not as fragile as he thought. She is very strong.

But even so, he didn't tell her about Angela's illness. He has asked Yan Yu to guard the old house to ensure that Angela's fever is gone before he is allowed to leave.

He lay down with her in his arms. She was like a sticky kitten, drilling into his arms. Then close your eyes. The voice is sweet.

"I'm asleep. Don't let go of me. Hold me all the time."

Then he fell asleep, almost seconds. It can be seen that she hasn't rested day and night and is already tired.

Li tingzi hugged her tightly and kissed her on the top of her head. He also didn't sleep all day and night. At this time, she was in his arms, sleepy and closed his eyes.

He whispered, "good night, little smoke!"

The next day, they were still sleeping. No one woke up that night and didn't dream. Like holding each other, you have the world.

Li tingjue's mobile phone rang. Mo Qingyan moved and patted him angrily.

His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his eyes slowly opened. It was the lazy eyes he had just woke up. Seeing her in her arms, her little face wrinkled together, especially cute. He raised his lips and smiled, then stretched out his long arm.

When he took the cell phone and saw the micro signal of sunshine, he called her with low eyes.

"Xiaoyan, do you want to answer the baby's phone?"

Mo Qingyan's eyes suddenly opened when he heard the word baby. I saw Angela's fleshy little face and her big eyes rolling.

"Xiaoyan, you are a lazy pig. You don't get up so late."

Then toot a small mouth, "I want a small hug, too."

When her daughter said this, her thoughts completely returned and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Ann, xiaojue is mine. He is my husband. If you want to hold him, go to your husband."

It's really good to rob her husband with her daughter, because as soon as this sense of familiarity comes back, her heart warms up again. It's no longer the fear, sadness and sadness of last night.

Angela's small mouth shriveled. "Small smoke is good or bad. Bully Ann. I'm a patient."

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