Unusually quiet in a bright room.

Exquisite delicacies are placed on the table, warm over a low fire, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Ye Weilan sat at the table, waiting for her son to wake up.

She hadn't slept well for days, and her face was pale because of anxiety.

Qi Ye walked up to her, her slender fingers lifted her chin, her eyes fixed on her face for a moment, and there was a commanding tenderness in her tone: "Lan, go to sleep." ”

Ye Weilan blinked: "I want to wait for Xiao Jiu to wake up." ”

"No one likes a sick and crooked woman, the girl I like, no matter how much hardship she has experienced in the past, she can smile like a flower......" The soft emotion in Qi Ye's eyes flashed away: "Xiao Jiu has gone home, in this place, no one can treat him well." ”

Ye Weilan raised his eyes to look at him, and his crystal pupils seemed to be infused with a trace of brilliance.

No matter how beautiful love is, if you don't know how to operate, it will go into decline.

She wiped the tears off her face, a smile bloomed on her little face, and kissed his lips: "I'll go to sleep for a while, Xiao Jiu woke up, wake me up as soon as possible." ”

Qi Ye kissed her eyebrows, sent the person to bed, and covered the quilt.

Ye Weilan closed her eyes quietly.

Qi Ye's slender figure stood in front of the window, his hands in his trouser pockets, the starlight outside the window was dotted, and the night was silent.

……

Pretending to be something, Ye Weilan woke up after sleeping for less than two hours, she moved slightly, and felt that there were people around her, through the thin clothes, the familiar body temperature carried a charming atmosphere.

Ye Weilan's big eyes flashed with distress, it was not only Xiao Yechen who was hurt, Qi Ye was locked up for a few days, and he had a fight with Xiao, and he must have been scarred.

She turned sideways, snuggled into his arms, and embraced him with open arms.

"Lan." Qi Ye suddenly spoke.

"Did I wake you up?" She was annoyed.

Qi Ye hugged her slender waist and dragged her to her body, staring at the soft face: "No, I have something to tell you." ”

Ye Weilan's expression froze, and after a while, he asked with some trembling, "Is it about Xiao Jiu?"

"It will be more dangerous for him to continue to follow us, and Isa's will take him back."

Ye Weilan's fingertips turned white: "Can you wait for a while?" ”

Qi Ye sank his voice: "We have paid a huge price for our willfulness. ”

So sharp that there is no room for manoeuvre.

Ye Weilan bit her lip and begged: "We're not going anywhere, it's on the plane, I want to watch Xiao Jiu wake up with my own eyes, listen to him call me Mommy, and then send him away...... Good no good? ”

Qi Ye looked at her pleading eyes, and her dark eyes showed a little more warmth: "Okay." ”

……

Xiao Yechen opened his eyes in the early morning of the next day.

When Ye Weilan heard the news, the bowl in her hand fell to the ground, she didn't care about it, ran out by touching the wall, rushed into the room and ran to the bedside, raised her hand to hug it, and cried with joy: "Baby-"

With a snap, a delicate little hand coldly waved her hands away.

The child's strength was not too heavy, but her skin was white, and red marks appeared on her arms in an instant.

The pain in her hand was not painful, Ye Weilan didn't feel it, but the pain in her heart was like a bamboo shoot breaking out of the ground, sharp and cold, and her face turned white little by little: "Xiao Jiu ......"

The child sitting on the bed, delicate and pink, white as jade, has a pair of night-like demon eyes, and his eyes are so cold that they are almost ruthless.