Song Yichen and the others were anxious, and they didn't dare to urge Qiao An, so they could only endure it again and again.

In the face of his daughter's ridicule, he could only not listen or look. If you want to coax Joan home, how can you do it without her daughter's help?

In his restless waiting, Joan stepped out.

The moment he saw her walking towards him, Song Yichen stared at her face tightly.

Don't dare to miss a single subtle expression on her face.

It's a pity......

She was still the same calm face, with no ups and downs, so that it was impossible to guess what she was thinking.

When he saw his mother early, he rushed over: "Mommy, why have you been swollen for so long?" ”

Joan hugged the child, touched her soft face, and said softly, "Mommy went to the bathroom, why did it take a long time?" ”

It's just a phone call, how long can it be!

The little girl drilled into her arms: "Oh, I didn't feel it for a long time earlier, but my father felt it for a long time!" ”

Anyway, dad is stupid, he is used to be betrayed!

Joan scratched her little nose: "It's not early, it's time to go back to the shower and sleep early." ”

The little girl was in a good mood when she ate what she wanted to eat, and she agreed: "Okay! ”

Song Yichen's face was ugly.

Seeing Joan coming, he eased up slightly.

He wanted to know the result, and remembered Lu Jingyue's sentence "Emotional matters are not in a hurry", so he had to endure it.

Joan knew he was waiting for his answer, took a deep breath and met his eyes, "Can you give me some time to think about it?" ”

Actually, there is nothing to think about.

Merely......

It's only been two days since I moved out of my home, isn't it a bit of a mess to move back so soon?

Of course, she also wanted to see if he could give her enough respect.

Song Yichen breathed a sigh of relief at the moment.

She didn't refuse, saying that if you think about it, it means that there is hope.

Immediately agreed: "Okay." ”

"Three days!"

She wanted to think about it, and he gave her time to think about it.

After all......

It's been five years, and it's not bad for a few days.

As Lu Jingyue said: Love needs enough respect.

He gave her enough!

Joan nodded.

Song Yichen got up, picked up her coat, and put it on for her.

"Sending you home."

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It's late at night.

The cold wind outside the house was bleak, the dead branches rustled, the heating in the house was turned on very much, and Qiao An was lying in the quilt and chatting with Mo Xiaowan.

"Xiaowan, pinch me to see if I'm dreaming?"

Since she returned to the rental house, she has been abnormal, except for grinning and smirking, just asking Mo Xiaowan: Is it true?

Even early on, I thought she didn't have a good brain.

Now, the little girl slept soundly, and Joan couldn't sleep.

Mo Xiaowan didn't pinch her, and gently scratched her: "Do you believe it now?" ”

Joan shook her head: "I always don't think it's real." ”

Mo Xiaowan couldn't help her, so he simply ignored her and closed his eyes to sleep.

A woman in love has an IQ of zero.

She's not going to talk to a fool!

Joan's phone shook.

She hurriedly grabbed her phone, and sure enough, it was a message from that person.

Song Yichen: Sleeping?

When she saw these two words, Qiao An couldn't help but kiss her phone.

I have been waiting for his news, afraid that he will affect my driving, so I didn't dare to take the initiative to send him a message.

This person has always been cold, he can make phone calls and never send text messages, and he can't even think about chatting with social tools.

actually took the initiative to contact her today, and Qiao An'an was happy.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he replied: Not yet, soon.

Song Yichen's news came back quickly: went to bed early?

JoAnn: yes, you're home?

This time, his message did not come back.