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On the night of early winter, sitting in the warm quilt with the warm light, looking at the warm words, for Song Xuan, this is the happiest thing.

Yang Haitao coughed lightly and said, "Xiaoxuan......"

Song Xuan raised his eyes and glanced at him: "If you are sleepy, you will sleep first, and I will sleep later." ”

The bed and sofa were only an arm's length, Yang Haitao reached over, pulled out the book in her hand, and said, "I sometimes feel that your sister seems to know everything." ”

Song Xuan smiled: "Yes, sometimes Xiao Ran, she is indeed very unexpected to me, just like the relationship between us, which is what my sister has been trying her best to match, I sometimes feel very puzzled, how can she be so sure that you can bring me happiness." ”

Yang Haitao responded: "And my original business, when everyone, including my parents, was not optimistic about me, she took 10,000 yuan to me at once, and later added 10,000 yuan, which is a huge amount. ”

Song Xuan smiled contentedly: "Maybe the second lady of my family really has to be blessed by God, what kind of prophet, I am very lucky, I am glad for her persistence." ”

Because of her sister's persistence, she reaped her own happiness, and she sincerely thanked her sister.

Yang Haitao took her hand: "I'm also very happy, glad for her persistence, glad that she has been sparing no effort to push you into my arms." ”

There was sadness in Song Xuan's eyes, as if he had seen the result of another choice through a long period of time.

"I can't imagine what kind of painful and torturous life I would have lived if I had been obsessed with it and insisted on choosing Zhao Mingyi. ”

Yang Haitao said softly: "No, there is no such possibility, we are together, fortunately we are together." ”

"But I always feel that the trauma brought to me by another life is so real, so real that it is terrifying. ”

Yang Haitao hurriedly climbed onto her bed and stretched out his hand to hug her: "You just think too much, go to sleep, huh? I'll sleep with you." ”

Song Xuan came to his senses and squinted at him: "Yang Haitao, you finally found an excuse to sleep next to me, didn't you?"

Yang Haitao smiled: "...... You can see it. ”

"Go down. Yang Haitao couldn't live or die: "I'm with you, I'm afraid you'll have nightmares." ”

Song Xuan didn't have anything to do with him: "You sleep on the quilt next to you." ”

Yang Haitao said happily: "Obey, wife." ”

Song Xuan kicked him with his foot: "What are you calling?"

Yang Haitao pressed her foot with his legs: "Wife, when are we going to get the license?

Song Xuan supported him with one hand and looked at him with a smile: "You are in charge." ”

Yang Haitao fluttered and sat up: "Really? Can you really let me call the shots?"

It's time to turn over and be the master.

Song Xuan touched his face: "Well, you will be in charge of all matters in the future." ”

Yang Haitao rushed over: "Wife, except for the matter of obtaining the certificate, it is a big deal, in the future, there will be no major event in our family." ”

Song Xuan grabbed the placket of his pajamas: "Don't pounce around, it's cold outside, let's get into the bed." ”

In the middle of the night, Song Xuan fell asleep, Yang Haitao slept next to her, he heard what she was muttering, so he stretched out his big hand and patted her back gently.

"Don't ...... Don't hit ...... Don't hit me ......"

This voice, sounding, was very desperate, Yang Haitao suddenly felt distressed, was it because Song Ran's kidnapping had too much impact on her before, so she would have such a nightmare.

He reached out and hugged her into his arms, and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, it's okay......