in the master bedroom.

Mother and son have fallen asleep.

Yan Ye's sword eyebrows frowned slightly as he placed his hand on the metal doorknob.

Did Lian Xinying really fall asleep?

Is it possible that the moment he pushed open the door, he looked at her?

Thinking of this, a fiery emotion in the body spread hotly.

With his heartbeat, they went crazy together.

in the room.

Lian Xinying is having a nightmare.

This nightmare is related to Yan Ye.

Maybe it's because Yan Ye is coming back soon.

She dreamed that after Yan Ye saw her, she was as cold as a stranger.

This was more terrifying to her than dreaming of death.

The door suddenly opened a crack, and soon, halfway open.

Because only a curtain like gauze was drawn, the light in the room was brighter.

I can clearly see the mother and son on the big bed.

Xiao Cheng nested beside Lian Xinying and slept very soundly.

And the sleeping face of Lian Xinying...... Not very happy.

But it also seems to be sleeping more soundly.

But I haven't seen him for a few days, as if I have been away for a long time.

It's still a familiar room, it's the same son, it's the same woman...... But the state of mind is no longer as pure and simple as before.

The heating in the room is relatively sufficient, and Lian Xinying wears a nightdress.

At this moment, her belly is particularly piercing in the bottom of her eyes.

His fingers moved, and he wanted to reach over and touch it, but his temper was stubborn.

Without her consent, I couldn't touch it.

So, he stood on the edge of the bed, staring at her stomach for a while, and then at her face...... The son on one side was treated very coldly.

When the time reached zero o'clock, Yan Ye withdrew his gaze and turned to leave the bedroom.

Before he came back, he told his father that he would go to the old mansion today.

It's been a long time since father and son have been talking together, and it's been a long time since they've had a drink together.

After Yan Ye leaves, Lian Xinying is awakened by a nightmare.

When she woke up, she gasped for air, and the dream was so real, so real that she felt depressed.

When her eyes opened, she felt a hot, moist liquid roll down from the corners of her eyes.

The sorrow in my heart is not controlled at all.

She was too lazy to move, too lazy to reach out and wipe her tears.

Looking at the ceiling blankly, everything in my heart seemed to be real, and headaches and emptiness came up together.

When Yan Ye arrived at the old mansion, it was already 0:30.

Yan's father went to bed early tonight, woke up at eleven o'clock, and personally fried a few side dishes in the kitchen, waiting for Yan Ye to come over.

When Yan Ye arrived, the living room was filled with a pungent fragrance.

"Did you see the kid coming?" Father Yan joked with a smile.

Actually, I really want to say that I watched Yingying, but I'm afraid that Yan Ye won't admit it.

"Hmm. I heard that you quit your servant, did you do it? Yan Ye looked at the dishes on the table, his eyes were faint, and his tone was a little surprised.

"Yes, I'm retired now, and I don't need a servant. You can do everything by yourself, and you can exercise your body. Father Yan opened the wine, "Let's drink some beer today, it's too strong, and you can't do business tomorrow." ”

After Yan Ye took off his coat, he took it and hung it up himself.

There are no servants, so you have to do everything with your own hands.

After the father and son sat down, they chatted while drinking: "I listened to you this time, and you have to settle down for me." You see, Yingying has given birth to two children in our family......"

(Po Sing Shek Academy)