"Sleep, Ash, everything will be fine after a sleep." Fang Yabo covered his left hand over Moran's eyes.

"Ya Bo, don't leave me. I'm afraid. The thumb and forefinger of Moran's right hand clenched the sleeve of Fang Ya's shirt, and the panic on his face was palpable.

"Don't worry, I won't leave, never. Go to sleep. ”

Fang Yabo softly comforted over and over again, if Fang Yabo's comrades-in-arms saw it, I am afraid it would be hard to believe that their captain would have such a gentle side.

Fang Yabo's gentleness is different, for his comrades, although he is stingy, he will not have reservations; And for his lover, he never hides anything.

Perhaps it gave Moran Ember a powerful 'tranquilizer'. Moran Ember fell asleep, and this time she slept soundly. There were no more nightmares, and she felt that her whole body was embraced in her arms, and it was extremely warm.

When Moran Ember woke up, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning, and Moran Ember, who had always had a biological clock, was the first time she had been in bed.

And the greatest happiness for Moran Ember is not to lie in bed, but to open his eyes and see the first thing he sees, which is his lover.

"Ya Bo." Moran Ember almost subconsciously stretched out his left hand and wrapped his arms around Fang Ya's thin neck. And Fang Yabo naturally lowered his head, allowing Moran Ember to drop a kiss on his lips as comfortably as possible.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

Fang Ya Bo laughed, this mode of getting along made Fang Ya Bo feel that they had returned to the past.

"Let's eat first." Fang Ya said with a thin smile, and picked up the insulated box placed on the cabinet, "But today's meal is still clear porridge, and you are not allowed to be picky." ”

Moran Ember raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Yabo with interest.

"Ya Bo, could it be that you made today's porridge?"

"Hmm." Fang Yabo replied softly, his mouth pursed slightly, and his face was expressionless. And Moran Ash, who was familiar with Fang Yabo's character, smiled heartily.

He was so shy!

"Ahem, Ya Bo." Moran Ember couldn't help laughing, "It's not like you haven't cooked it for me before, why are you so shy now?" ”

"I'm shy?" Fang Yabo glanced at Moran Ash, "No." ”

"I'm speechless with joy."

Fang Yabo may have been afraid that Moran Ember would think he was too harsh, so he hurriedly added.

Who knows what he made up was a bad joke.

Moran Ash couldn't laugh or cry, "Ya Bo, your cold joke has gone one step further." ”

“······”

"Let's eat." Fang Yabo coughed dryly and diverted the topic. Lowered his head to open the insulated box, picked up the spoon and fed the porridge into Moran's mouth one by one.

Moran Ember naturally swallowed every spoonful of porridge handed over to him obediently.

Looking at Mo Lanyan's satisfied smile after swallowing the porridge, Fang Yabo's embarrassment disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Sure enough, seeing his wife's smile was the happiest thing for him.

"I have a good appetite today." After Fang Yabo put the last spoonful of porridge in Mo Lanyan's mouth, he sighed, "It seems that it's time for my Fang Yabo to start a plan to raise someone into a fat little pig." ”

Mo Lanyan listened to Fang Yabo's rare joke, and couldn't help but laugh lightly, "Okay, if you really cultivate, you won't be able to rely on me in the future." ”

"What do you mean you can't rely on in the future? Since the day you belonged to me, you can't rely on it, right? ”

Fang Yabo got up with a smile, and put the insulated box back on the cabinet before putting it on the cabinet, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

There was a hint of worry at the bottom of those eyes that couldn't be seen, "Lan Ash, get ready, she's here." ”