Ye Xiaobai yawned, leaned on his chest and rubbed softly: "Sleepy ......"

Qi Ye carried her to bed.

After being married for so many years, this is probably the most aggrieved of Qi Dashao.

She lay in the crook of his arm, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep after closing her eyes, Qi Ye listened to her steady breathing, kissed her tender white cheek, closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

A good night's sleep.

……

"Your Majesty, Ou Ruoqiong is dead! ＂

When the priest told Ou Ruo the news, he suddenly stopped turning the book.

The maids who were waiting for him in the garden all fell to their knees in an instant, terrified.

The meaning of the existence of Ou Ruoqiong's fake princess, they all know very well, what would Princess Lan do without her?

Your Majesty's hard work for so many years, won't it all go down the drain?

After a long time, Ou Ruo moved in the cold, he put down the book in his hand, strolled to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the sinking night outside the window, and a trace of depth crossed the depths of his eyes.

"The research experts on the Grim Reaper's side said that Ou Ruoqiong was infected with the virus because of the wound on her knee, and she didn't even have a chance to grab the ball, so she lost her breath, and it is likely that she ......"

Ou Ruo didn't speak.

Now, there is no point in investigating the cause of Ou Ruoqiong's death.

The antidote on the Grim Reaper's side was ruined.

The girl......

A faint cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his eyes were slow but firm, fixed in the direction of the Zhongzhou Continent.

There is only one last way, which can be walked.

……

Ou Ruoqiong died, and the antidote was gone.

Qi Ye received this news at dawn, he stood on the balcony at the beginning of dawn, looking at the direction of the Zhongzhou Continent in the distance, and the wind and clouds under his eyes were unpredictable.

The long eyelashes of the jade man who was asleep on the bed twitched, and after a while, he opened a pair of pure eyes, rubbed his sleepy eyes with both hands, and shouted softly: "Brother Ye Bing......"

Qi Ye walked back to the room with a body of morning dew moisture, and deliberately pinched his tender cheeks with his cold hand: "Have you slept enough?" “

She shuddered, immediately sobered up, and giggled, "I'm going to the playground today." ”

Qi Ye raised his eyebrows, it seemed that all his consciousness had followed back then, and his son and daughter didn't worry about it, they just thought about the playground.

"Okay."

He went into the bathroom to warm his hands, dressed her, and after breakfast, he took his little white wife out.

"I still can't see ...... today," she sneezed as she sat in the passenger seat.

Qi Ye fastened her seat belt: "The sun is a lazy thing, when you think about it, it will never appear, it's okay, I'll hold you, I won't wrestle." ”

She pursed her lips and smiled happily and opened her arms: "I want to hug." “

Qi Ye simply pulled her down and sat beside her, stepped on the accelerator, and the car headed towards the center of the city.

……

The playground is a haven of laughter.

Qi Ye wore a pair of black-framed sunglasses, hugged his little white wife, and raised his eyes to look at the slowly spinning Ferris wheel in the air.

Qi Dashao doesn't have much common sense of life, he came here with his wife at eight o'clock in the morning, sparsely populated, sparsely populated, sparse three or two kittens running in the morning, and many shows haven't finished yet.

But it's just what he wants, it's pure.

There was a bubble tea shop on the side of the road, and Qi Meiren caught a glimpse of Ye Xiaobai's white and tender nose moving, definitely with a delicious look.

He led her to the bench and sat down, and whispered, "Wait for me here." ”

She smiled and said, "Brother Ye Bing, you have to come back early." ”