In the master bedroom, in the dim light, on the 2.2-meter-2 big bed, Mu Nuanyang hugged Luo Luo sideways, while Chu Yunqing leaned on the edge of the bed and read fairy tale books.

Because the bed was oversized, Mu Nuanyang and Luo Luo only occupied the middle quarter, so there was still a big distance between her and Chu Yunqing.

Although Chu Yunqing's biological clock had already sent a strong signal to fall asleep, he took out twelve points of perseverance to cheer up, and looked up from time to time at the little woman with closed eyes but a deep brow while flipping through the fairy tale book.

About forty minutes later, when he looked back, he saw that the woman's frowning brows with the word 'Chuan' had stretched a lot, and her breathing was gradually even, staring at her deeply for half a minute, Chu Yunqing gently turned around and put the fairy tale book on the bedside table, ready to get up and leave.

But as soon as he moved his body, there was a slight shaking of the soft mattress, and Mu Nuanyang subconsciously shook his eyes suddenly.

The afterglow in the corner of Chu Yunqing's eyes seemed to notice that Mu Nuanyang had woken up, and he looked sideways slightly, meeting her hazy and frightened gaze.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" At this moment, Chu Yunqing didn't know what to say to comfort Mu Nuanyang, but he wanted to say something, so he said such a comforting word like coaxing a child.

Mu Nuanyang's long, thick and naturally curly eyelashes trembled, and she closed her eyes again.

Chu Yunqing changed his posture very carefully, and continued to lie on the edge of the bed, the fairy tale book had been read word by word, and he didn't want to relive it a second time, so he looked at Mu Nuanyang sideways.

A mature man stares at his wife so affectionately, and the emotional tide in his body is naturally uncontrollable, but it doesn't seem to be so strong.

It's not like noon, to the point where you can't control yourself.

It was probably at this moment, looking at this fair-skinned and pitiful face with a bit of youth, Chu Yunqing, the 'uncle', regarded Mu Nuanyang more as a junior.

Just like Lolo.

He felt more and more that he was now the 'father' of his two daughters.

Although Mu Nuanyang is already the mother of a four-year-old child, after all, she is only twenty-three years old, which is still very young, and from head to toe, she can't find the slightest characteristic of being a mother. In addition, her skin is extraordinarily fair, so fair that she is almost close to Luo Luo, a few years younger than her peers, exactly like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old flower girl.

And Chu Yunqing, a mature and stable man with senior experience who is nearly thirty-two years old, although his appearance can withstand the trials and tribulations of the years, he is still a little 'old' in front of her, as if he is already at the level of an uncle.

Therefore, at this time, the deep hope is more about love and pity.

Ten minutes passed------ half an hour passed------

Even if Mu Nuanyang was not awakened again, Chu Yunqing did not leave. But he was so sleepy that he fell asleep with his head tilted on the pillow at some point.

Although Mu Nuanyang fell asleep, he didn't sleep deeply, and woke up at half past five in the morning.

Raised his right hand and pressed his forehead, slowly opened his eyes, and when the dilated and hazy pupils were fully focused, he turned his head, and what came into view was a handsome face with deep facial features, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and a high and straight nose.

Looking at it, Mu Nuanyang's mind suddenly remembered the situation in that town that day------- that morning, she woke up, and she looked at it like this, and his sleeping handsome face came into her eyes.