Qi Ye glanced at him, and Perangodo's side face revealed a faint sadness in the morning light.

For the first time, I saw feelings on this man's face.

Qi Ye raised his hand to caress Xiao Yechen's face, looking at this child with a similar outline to his blood: "Uncle Shadow is still alive, mother needs you, wake up quickly." ”

He stood by the bed for a while, then turned around and went back to the room to accompany Ye Weilan.

……

Qi Ye lay on the bed, Ye Weilan slept peacefully in his arms, his pale face with a sense of grayness.

Qi Ye's eyes radiated a cold light.

He was thinking about the ins and outs of the matter.

Ye Weilan picked up Xiao Qinghuan, this is inevitable, his woman will never lose that kind heart because of suffering and disasters.

Xiao Yechen is too young, he is proud of his talent but has not really experienced the world, and he was provoked by the enemy to distrust his companions in his grief, and he left lifelong regrets at such a young age.

What about him?

Is the force he is eyeing the sea also expected by that person?

The corners of Qi Ye's lips hooked.

The man knew the family too well.

With Qi Ye's temperament, even if he knew that there was a trap, he would still come.

For Ye Weilan, there is nothing he dare not do.

The price was a little bigger, but the power of the sea eventually fell into his hands.

When Qi Ye was thinking, the person in his arms sighed and woke up slowly.

Qi Ye immediately sat up.

Ye Weilan's dark eyelashes trembled and opened his eyes.

The gaze is still stunningly clear.

She looked at the ceiling and didn't speak for a moment.

"What's wrong with that?" Qi Ye caressed her thin cheeks.

Ye Weilan seemed to be stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes twice before asking, "How is Xiao Jiu?" ”

"Still sleeping."

"I want to see him."

Qi Ye put one hand on her knee and carried the person out of the room.

Xiao Yechen has no signs of waking up.

Qi Ye put Ye Weilan next to Xiao Yechen's bed, he glanced at his son, and his eyebrows furrowed.

Ye Weilan didn't move for a long time.

Qi Ye vaguely felt something different: "Lan? ”

"It's okay," Ye Weilan's eyes were red, and two tears dripped down: "I'm happy that Xiao Jiu is fine, it's just a pity Qinghuan...... Find her ......"

Qi Ye paused for a second: "No." ”

This knot has been planted, so he can't choose to hide it, for the sake of Xiao Yechen's mental health, Ye Weilan has to know everything about him.

Mother's care is the best healing medicine for Xiao Yechen.

Ye Weilan's heart trembled, and she covered her face with her hands: "Such a young child......"

The girl, who was as delicate as her little daughter, was gone......

Qi Ye pressed her shoulder, his sensual little wife, it was impossible not to be sad.

After a long while, Ye Weilan suppressed her sad emotions, and a pair of plain white hands slowly touched Xiao Yechen, her movements were extremely slow, as if with a kind of careful pity.

She brushed Xiao Yechen's cheek inch by inch, lowered her head and kissed it, and said softly: "Baby, sleep in peace, sleep enough and look at Mommy, Mommy misses you very much." ”

Her tears fell on Xiao Yechen's face, and the child's delicate eyebrows and eyes moved faintly.

Ye Weilan patted him gently, and when he slept peacefully, he turned his head and said to Qi Ye, "Let's go back." ”

Qi Ye carried her to the deck.

The sun was good.

He wanted her to bask in the sun here and soothe her mood, but before he could put her on the soft chair, Ye Weilan grabbed his clothes.