"When I knew An An, you knew her?" Song Youman frowned, obviously not reflecting the meaning of Xia Goodnight's words, "An An was born and I knew her, she basically had zero secrets in front of me, why didn't I remember that you knew An An?" ”

Faced with Song Youman's question, Xia Wanye didn't speak, but sat up, took out the cleansing oil from the bag he carried, took a cotton swab, and began to wipe his face quickly in front of Song Youman.

As the heavy foundation on Xia Wan's face was wiped off, her eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips were exposed to Song Youman's vision one after another......

Looking at the facial features that he was very familiar with, he fell into his eyes little by little, until finally, a face that he was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it was completely presented in his eyes, and Song Youman opened his mouth slightly.

I don't know if she was shocked by the scene in front of her, or if she thought it was a dream, she looked at Xia Goodnight for a long time, but she didn't react.

Xia Goodnight, who completely cleaned his face, looked back at Song Youman's eyes for a long time, and when he saw that she was not moving, he stepped on his steps and walked towards Song Youman.

When Song Youman was still a meter away, Xia Wanye stopped.

She looked at Song Youman's close face, looked at it for a few seconds, and then moved her lips: "Youman ......"

With these two words, spit out from Xia Goodnight's lips, her eyes flushed uncontrollably.

Song Youman didn't speak, she looked at Xia Wanye intently, her face still maintained the look of surprise just now, she looked like she hadn't come back to her senses yet, but there were tears rolling in the corners of her eyes, "Is it a dream?" ”

Three words, three simple words, made Xia Goodnight's tears fall down: "It's not a dream, there are vines, it's me, it's really ......"

Before the word "I" could be pronounced, Song Youman suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his arm and hugged Xia Goodnight tightly.

The familiar embrace and familiar breath made Xia Goodnight's tears like a river bursting its banks, and it couldn't be stopped.

The real sense of touch and the slightly hot temperature made Song Youman feel the existence of Xia Goodnight, not a dream, this time it was really not a dream, An An is back...... Her An An is back......

Song Youman hugged Xia Goodnight's arm, and his strength couldn't help but increase, aggravate, and aggravate.

Xia Goodnight felt her bulging abdomen, and couldn't help but remind her loudly, "There are vines, the child ......"

Song Youman let go of Xia Goodnight a little, she seemed to be in disbelief, pinched Xia Goodnight's arm for a while, pinched her thigh for a while, and then she laughed sneeringly, laughing and laughing, she cried again, crying and crying, she suddenly became angry: "An An, do you know how I have come these days!" I thought you, I thought you ......"

Song Youman didn't say the word "dead", "...... Why didn't you contact me? Also, How did you escape from the sea? I heard Brother Sao tell me that you had an accident in the deep sea, and the yacht exploded to the point that it was all wreckage, and I am afraid that people were directly scorched into ashes by the high temperature......"

Facing Song Youman's continuous questioning, Xia Wan'an was afraid that she would give birth prematurely if she was emotional, so she hurriedly comforted her, "Youman, you calm down first, and I'll tell you little by little later......"