Feeling the temperature of the man's palm, Jiang Tian didn't feel anything wrong, just kissed his son's face gently.

"Good night!"

It's a rare opportunity to sleep with mom and dad, and the little one is also very happy.

Kissed Jiang Tian on the side face, and kissed the feast with the side face, and he lowered his long eyelashes with satisfaction.

Jiang Tian originally planned to wait for the little one to fall asleep, so she moved to the hut and let the feast sleep with her son.

First, she was afraid of infecting the child with a cold, and secondly, she was afraid that she would not be able to sleep well with a child in a small bed after the feast.

As a result, before she knew it, she also fell asleep.

Feast slept on the other side of his son, but he remained awake all the time.

Listening to the gradual smoothing of his breathing, he straightened up lightly with his arms propped up.

Observing the two of them, he stretched out his palm to test Jiang Tian's body temperature, and felt that the palm of his hand was smooth and cool, and then he completely relieved his heart.

Looking at the sleeping faces of the mother and son, the man turned off the light with his backhand, lay back on his son's side, stretched out his long arms, hugged the two people together, smelled the sweet milk fragrance on his son's body, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

In order to take care of her, I stayed up all night yesterday, and the man who has always loved insomnia has always fallen asleep quickly and safely this time.

……

……

Early the next morning, Jiang Tian woke up early.

When I opened my eyes, I saw not my son's small face, but a palm.

The knuckles are slender and white as jade, and at first glance they are a pampered palm.

However, on the inside of the tiger's mouth, there is a scar.

The injury is an old injury, and it is not obvious if you don't look closely.

Jiang Tian was stunned at first, and then his eyebrows jumped.

Men's hands?

Feast?!

He's in her ...... In bed?!

The spirit that was still a little chaotic instantly sobered up, and Jiang Tian cautiously turned his face sideways.

Sure enough, seeing the feast, and of course, riding the other arm of the feast, sleeping soundly.

guessed that when the two of them were coaxing the child, they accidentally fell asleep, and Jiang Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She was startled, and thought that she had something to do with the feast......

Let's just say that the two of them just drink a glass of milk, and they won't mess up anything.

The morning light filtered in through the gap on the side of the window mat, illuminating the room.

By this light, she could see his face clearly.

The man's long eyelashes drooped low, covering his eyes, and there was a faint blue circle under his eyes.

Knowing that it was to stay up late to take care of her, Jiang Tian couldn't help but apologize.

Looking up at the wall clock on the wall, she carefully removed the arm that the feast had placed on her, climbed out of bed lightly, helped father and son cover the quilt, walked out of the bedroom with her shoes and feet, closed the door, and put the slippers on her feet.

went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, tied his long hair back behind his head, and changed into a set of clean clothes, Jiang Tian walked to the front yard.

In the courtyard, Donut was yawning out, and when he saw her, he greeted her with a smile and looked her up and down.

"Tianyan, healed from the cold?"

"It's okay!"

"Yes!" Donut's gaze swept ambiguously over her face, "No wonder, people say that falling in love is the most supportive, and your complexion is better now than before you got sick." ”

"!"

In the previous paragraph, I have been busy, I sleep a few hours every day, and I have been managed by the feast for the past two days, except for eating and sleeping, can I look bad?

Donut glanced at the backyard, "Mr. Sheng hasn't gotten up yet?" ”

"He hasn't slept well in the past two days, let him sleep more, don't go to the backyard!".

"Didn't sleep well?" Donut followed her into the kitchen, "What did you do at night?" ”