Mo Nanjue's eyes stabbed, and Tong Ran hurriedly squatted down, "Chenchen, mom said that Daddy is sick and can't speak." ”

Chen Chen nodded ignorantly, and he took Mo Nanjue's hand with his small hand, "Daddy, I'm going to soak grandma too." ”

Mo Nanjue bent down and picked him up, his tall figure walked downstairs, Chenchen lay on his shoulder and said something to him from time to time, but the man couldn't speak, he just listened quietly, Tong Ran followed the side, and he could clearly see the corners of his eyes squinting lightly.

She couldn't stop stinging in her heart, Mo Nanjue came to the restaurant downstairs, he had never soaked milk, and he naturally didn't know anything about the steps, Tong Ran stood next to him and guided, Chenchen shook his head and lay on the table, and suddenly a sentence came out, "Daddy, when you get old in the future, Chenchen will also soak grandma to drink for you." ”

Mo Nanjue's hand movement paused, and his palm was accidentally scalded red by boiling water, and he turned the back of his hand over, not letting Tong Ran see it.

Although Chenchen was very noisy, but after all, he was young, and he began to sleep after drinking milk at night, Mo Nanjue hugged him and lay on the bed, Tong Ran got up and turned off the light, and the room was suddenly dark.

"Daddy. ”

Hearing this, Mo Nanjue leaned over and hugged him, he reached out to take off his mask and jazz hat, and Chenchen's outstretched little hand touched his chin, "Daddy, aren't you wearing a hat?"

Tong Ran lay on the side and pulled the quilt up for them, "Daddy doesn't wear it when he sleeps." ”

"Oh," Mo Yaochen nodded, his whole little body shrunk into Mo Nanjue's arms, and suddenly raised his head and bit his chin, "Daddy, this is your punishment for getting sick, don't get sick in the future." ”

Mo Nanjue choked lightly in his throat, he put his palm against his son's head, pulled him into his chest, Chenchen leaned over affectionately, his head rubbed lightly on his chest, the movement was like a child's dye, the little guy grinned, "Then Chenchen is sleeping, Daddy, you are not allowed to sneak away in the middle of the night." ”

Mo Nanjue pursed his lips and nodded, Mo Yaochen closed his eyes with peace of mind after receiving the assurance, one small hand was still tightly gripping his collar, he stretched out his other hand and grabbed Tong Ran's hand, and pulled both of them to his side, "Good night Daddy, good night Mom, I love you." ”

Mo Nanjue lowered his head, his thin lips were imprinted on Chenchen's forehead, and a kiss was gently dropped, he wrapped his hands around Tong Ran's waist, Chenchen's small body was lying in the middle, this was the first time that their family of three was lying together, the man held them with one hand, completely guarding the pampered posture, this was the position he should have, but he was missing for four years, and if he wanted to make up for it, how easy was it?

Moreover......

Mo Nanjue closed his eyes and hid the layers of sorrow in his eyes.

Tong Ran raised her hand to her eyes, she quietly turned her face away, and she felt uncomfortable.

Tong Ran didn't remember how she fell asleep, she felt a very light flick on the big bed in a daze, as if someone stood up, she suddenly opened her eyes, she had slept very lightly in the past four years, she would wake up at the slightest breeze, he was not around, and all her sense of security had been lost.

Tong Ran sat up and found that the quilt that Chenchen kicked off had been covered, she stood up lightly and walked quickly to the balcony outside the bedroom.

Mo Nanjue held the windowsill with both hands, a cigarette between his slender fingers, but it was not lit, he hung his head slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Tong Ran's heart was relieved, and then she slowed down and walked over, she came behind him, stretched out her hands and hugged his waist, "Mo Nanjue." ”