He held her quietly like this, his lips fell on her forehead so preciously, he cherished her so much.

He said that no matter what she becomes, as long as she is Yan Bao, he will love her.

He saw her die in front of his eyes, and how much he hated himself at the time.

She died to save Tangtang, it wasn't her own flesh and blood, but she could do that.

But now she had returned as a scourge, though he had many doubts.

There were so many questions I wanted to ask her, but I just hugged her like this, as if everything was not important.

Just as she had killed someone in the alley, he actually knew that she had killed her.

But...... As long as it's not Yan Bao who dies.

So, what about her murder?

And at this moment, he didn't need her to explain anything, she could be Yan Zhuo or a disaster.

Even...... She is still the biological mother of his child.

It's better this way, he and her, it turns out that they have children that belong to them, it's good.

"Me too."

Woe was held by him, and his body was hugged by him, listening to his heartbeat.

She felt the warmth he gave her, but she couldn't tell him...... In fact, I can't feel the temperature, and even my body is cold from ordinary people.

He had just realized that Yan Zhuo had "come to life", how could he tell him.

In fact...... She's not alive yet, she's a dead person too?

She didn't know what it took to be alive, but at least for now, she wasn't alive.

"Son, ours too."

Huo Siwei was very satisfied, and suddenly he was both with Yan Bao's children, and it was not unpleasant to look at the two little jade groups for a while.

No wonder it's so cute, it turned out to be his and her child.

If Woe had known about his thoughts, he would probably want to smoke the Nightmare.

Everyone else is a mother who is more expensive than a child, but their family is good, but a son is expensive because of a mother!

There is also a domineering female over male cancer patient in the family.

"Yes, yes, happy?"

She laughed, leaned over and kissed the man on the chin again.

She loved the feeling so much, as if all the storm had passed.

Even if it's just a superficial calm, at least...... She was now by his side, with him, and that was enough.

"Happy, happy, never been so happy."

Huo Siwei enjoyed the little girl's kiss, but in fact, he was still not used to Yan Bao's face that was completely different from Yan Bao's own.

"I'm happy too, you M...... The airport is gone, this body is absolutely top-notch! ”

"Small short legs become big long legs...... Can hook your waist! ”

The little girl leaned into his ear without shame and said slowly.

Huo Siwei's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't make a move......

He wasn't used to it, the little girl's figure was suddenly so hot, which made him at a loss!

"Hahaha...... Shy? ”

The little girl laughed, completely forgetting the embarrassment of having the man's shirt torn just now.

At this point, she smiled, completely oblivious to the fact that the man's palm around him had landed on her tattered dress, and then pulled ......

"......"

Woe couldn't help but blurt out, and subconsciously covered X and stepped back.

At this moment, only the small lamp next to the bed was turned on in the room, and in the dim light, the perfect ketone body seemed to loom in the light and shadow, seducing the soul.

"Baby, swearing is not a good habit, I suggest you say it the other way around~"

Huo Siwei's wolf eyes narrowed slightly, and his big palm directly grabbed the little girl's Ruyu ankle on the bed.

Then he got up and climbed into bed, and pressed the misfortune into the soft quilt again.

"Slot...... Crouch? ”

Woe: Something seems wrong?

"Yes!"

The possessiveness swept in the wolf's eyes, gnawing at the little girl's collarbone.

"......" Woe: It's all a routine!

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