With warmth in his fingertips, he ironed her brows, and his eyes were as dark as the dark night.

Song Yiyi's heart was beating as fast as a drum, and he asked in a panic, "I'm afraid... Afraid of what? ”

Fu Jin, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

Song Yiyi, "......"

Afraid?

Afraid and afraid!

She avoided his gaze, her voice trembling, "I... I'm not ready to ......"

Fu Jin, "......"

Song Yiyi's breathing was disordered, "Give me a little time." ”

Fu Jin, "Okay." ”

He rubbed his fingertips across her cheek, "Why didn't you call back just now?" ”

Song Yiyi didn't dare to look at him, "You... You're my husband and you've protected me a few times, and I don't think you're the kind of person you were in your nightmares. ”

Fu Jin, "Believe me so much? ”

Song Yiyi, "Fu Chen's character is really not good, and that photo is very strange, I don't want to accidentally hurt the little eyelash essence again, or lose my mind and attack you." ”

She looked up at him, with some uncertain trust in her eyes, like a lost fawn.

Fu Jin, "So in your heart, I'm better than him, right?" ”

Song Yi sweated in the palm of his hand, "You are my husband, didn't you say it?" It's the blood you transfused to the little eyelash essence, and with your identity and power, you really need what I do, and you don't need those means......"

Fu Jin, "What do I want more?" ”

Song Yi froze and looked at him in a daze.

Fu Jin, "Even if I use means, I won't hurt you, no matter when, remember this sentence." ”

Song Yi nodded.

Fu Jin looked at her and said again, "The child in the photo is not Xiao Jiu, wait for me to find out." ”

Song Yiyi, "How can you be sure?" ”

Fu Jin said in a low voice, "I can be sure." ”

As soon as Song Yi thought of her friend's words, the day she gave birth to Xiao Jiu, he and Gu Nan did appear near the hospital.

She wanted to ask Xiao Jiu if she was okay, but she was afraid to ask, and what she heard was an answer she didn't want, but she didn't ask after all.

looked at Fu Jin and calmed down for a while, "Wake you up, it'll be fine, right?" ”

Fu Jin, "I'm much better. ”

glanced at Fu Xiaosong, then at Song Yiyi, and hugged Fu Xiaosong to the side, "Lie there." ”

Song Yiyi, "......"

She sleeps in the middle?

The heart can't stand it, right?

Her face was red, her ears were red, "What if the little eyelash sperm accidentally falls out of bed at night?" ”

Fu Jin looked at her for a long time.

Song Yiyi hugged Fu Xiaosong to the middle again, slept on the side, facing Fu Xiaosong and Fu Jin, only glanced at him, closed his eyes, and didn't dare to open them again.

Fu Jin smiled, "So afraid of me? ”

Song Yiyi, "You're better!" ”

Fu Jin whispered to himself, "Upper? ”

Song Yiyi, "Don't you think it yourself?" ”

Fu Jin glanced at her, "Call me husband in the future, don't call me the fourth master." ”

Song Yi responded, too nervous, touched it, touched Fu Xiaosong's little hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and felt a little better.

Fu Jin lowered his eyes and glanced at it.

She likes Fu Xiaosong so much, she really didn't think that Fu Xiaosong is Xiao Jiu?

A sucker.

Retracting his gaze, he lay to the side and glanced at the night outside, feeling exceptionally good, "A little insomnia." ”

Song Yiyi, "......"

He also has insomnia?

A man who can sleep for days!

Song Yiyi glanced at him quietly, felt him look over, and closed his eyes, "When can I go to work?" ”

Fu Jin's eyes fell on her butterfly-like eyelashes, and it took a long time before she spoke, "Tomorrow." ”