After dinner, Mu Yang, who was forcibly fed a large bowl of noodle porridge by Wen Xiaonuo, went upstairs as if he was running away, and he didn't look sick or weak.

Wen Xia was worried that Muyang had a fever at night, so she went back to her room early on the grounds that she wanted to code words, and she didn't dare to explain that Mu Han slept with Muyang at night.

In her heart, she regarded Muyang as her own brother, but his brother was too jealous and did not allow the two of them to have any physical contact, so she could only ...... suppressed this affection with my sister and brother in the bottom of my heart.

In the future, she can only treat Muyang as a little uncle.

This night, Wen Xia didn't stop writing until eleven o'clock, and collapsed on the bed for a long time before going to take a shower, and her whole body was sour.

Before going to bed, she went to the children's room lightly and found that He Xiaoxiao had not slept yet.

"Can't sleep?" She asked, in a low voice.

He Xiaoxiao lay on the bed and put down her mobile phone, "I slept too much in the afternoon, and it is estimated that I can sleep at one or two o'clock." ”

"It's okay, I'll be able to reverse the jet lag tomorrow."

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Come and see the kids." After she finished speaking, she gently climbed to the second floor of the small castle, and kissed her daughter first, and then her son.

Kneeling beside his son, Wen Xia's mood was very complicated, but overall he was grateful.

Thank you Mu Han for taking care of him so well.

Thanks to God's arrangement, she still has the opportunity to see her son.

Coming down from the small castle, Wen Xia said happily: "This is the first time I kiss him." ”

He Xiaoxiao sat up slowly, "In the past four years, I have been thinking about him every day, right?" ”

Wen Xia nodded, and suddenly felt that he was quite patient, but he had survived four years in a blink of an eye, and he had never moved his mind to come back to see his son.

After chatting with He Xiaoxiao for a while, Wen Xia got up and went back to the room, thinking that he would have to go to work tomorrow, so he didn't go to Mu Han.

Smeared into the bedroom, she climbed into the bed and slept.

After a few seconds, she sensed something was wrong.

Holding her breath, she slowly reached out and groped inside, afraid of touching something, and afraid of not touching anything.

Suddenly, she felt a hand.

Suddenly retracting her hand, she breathed hard, lifted it and sat up, looking at the man who had slipped into her bed at some point.

"You're scaring me." She covered her heart, although she was glad that he had come to find her, but her heart was really frightened.

He sat up slowly, turned on the bedside lamp, saw that she was really scared, and hurriedly hugged her into his arms, "Don't be afraid, I'm wrong." ”

After about a minute, she calmed down and leaned against the head of the bed with him.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" She asked softly, swallowing the sentence "How is Muyang" back into her stomach.

He didn't say that he hadn't slept all night last night, but only looked at her affectionately: "I fell asleep after dinner, and I just woke up." ”

"Tired, aren't you?" She looked at him distressedly, then got up and poured a glass of warm water, "Drink some water, your voice is a little hoarse." ”

He took it, drank it in one gulp, endured his headache, and said with a smile, "Let's sleep, I'm still sleepy." ”

"Well, let's sleep."

After a while, Mu Han fell asleep, Wen Xia called him tentatively, slowly got up and got out of bed, and went to the fifth floor to see how Muyang was.

As soon as he arrived on the fifth floor, looking at the scene in front of him, Wen Xia was stunned.

No wonder Muyang is in a hurry to swim! If it were her, she couldn't resist this temptation!

If it weren't for Muyang sleeping in a glass room without curtains, and she didn't come back with a swimsuit, she really wanted to jump down and swim enough.

Gently pushing open Muyang's door, Wen Xia went over and touched his forehead, making sure that he didn't have a fever, and then gently withdrew.

Looking at a pool of crystal clear water, Wen Xia's memory returned to five years ago.

That day was the first time she had physical contact with Mu Han.