As soon as he thought of this picture, the child's tears poured out again, and his eyes were full of tears.

"W-What about that nest wow-"

"No, it won't." Yan Zheng frowned and touched his injured chest, stepped forward forcefully, and touched the head of the child next to him: "Mother won't blame your ......"

His father's big hand on his head was still warm, and the feeling of trust made him feel inexplicably calm.

Xiao Yan Lin peeked at his father, retracted his little head with teary eyes, and whispered.

"Really?"

"Hmm." Yan Zheng smiled and nodded, thought for a while, hooked his lips and said, "At most, when your mother remembers this matter, she will pick you up and beat you hard." ”

"......" Xiao Yan Lin twisted his eyebrows and thought about it, without hesitation: "Niang is not a spicy person!" ”

But soon, he remembered the previous scene again.

The picture of his mother stabbing his father with a sword.

So, Xiao Yan Lin retracted his head again, and his heart was empty: "It should be ...... No way? ”

He was on the right fingers, not so sure.

"Then, can Daddy intercede for me then?"

"I'll try my best." Yan Zheng put down his hand with a little difficulty, spit out this sentence leisurely, and lowered his eyes in meditation.

Try not to beat you for your mother.

Xiao Yan Lin, who didn't know the second half of his father's heart, was moved to rush over and hug his legs, "Woo...... I don't dislike you anymore, Dad, you must be my own Dad! ”

“……”

However, Yan Zheng rubbed his head with a smile: "You just know? ”

Xiao Yan Lin raised his little face, and nodded in response before he had time to be moved.

"Hmm......"

A muffled snort sounded next to him.

Almost instantly, the thigh of his father, whom he was holding, suddenly emptied, and he fell to the ground with a bewildered face.

I only had time to see the back of my father hurrying over, and I saw my father rushing to my mother's side.

Yan Zheng frowned and glanced at Lu Jianqian's sleeping face, and touched her forehead that was sweating in her sleep, probably because the carriage was bumped before, causing her to pull the wounds on her body.

Yan Zheng simply stretched out his hand, hugged the girl lying there into his arms, told her head to rest on his lap, and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Looking at the girl he was protecting in his arms, Yan Zheng's eyebrows and eyes softened visibly, but staring at her unstable appearance in her sleep.

But he frowned.

*

Behind him, Xiao Yan Lin, who was still sitting there, was dumbfounded, his eyes were teary and his mouth was curled, as if he wanted to cry.

But after looking at his father and mother in front of him, he didn't seem to be able to take care of himself, and tried hard to hold back.

Don't cry!

Immediately afterward, he stood up aggrieved and obediently found a place to sit down.

He hugged his aggrieved self in distress.

Woooooooo

Sure enough, he was not biological.

Fake, all fake!

*

Lu Jianqian had a dream, a very strange dream.

In her dreams, many blurry images flashed, some worlds that she didn't seem to have seen at all.

As if it were her, and as if it wasn't her.

But in these worlds, she has one thing in common.

That's beside her, there is someone by her side from beginning to end-

Moreover, they are all very good-looking.

……

Dreaming?

Do you want to go crazy with a beautiful man!

You're not that kind of person at all, Lu Jianqian, wake me up! Don't get caught up in acting!

But how could she dream of a beautiful man?

It must be that guy is too confusing! Damn, what to say is not good, even lustful and seductive!

I've never seen such a brazen alliance leader!