Ji Tianqi's heart throbbed, and he raised his hand and gently curled the long strands of hair that fell on her lips behind her ears, calling her,

"Daughter-in-law,"

Ai Qianqian raised his little face,

"Huh?"

Ji Tianqi greedily caressed/touched her cheeks, and her gentle fingertips swept across her delicate skin.

The light in his eyes was even more spoiled, and he said gently,

"My husband wants to confess something to you."

……

Ai's shallow eyelashes twitched.

sat up from Ji Tianqi's arms all of a sudden, grabbed Ji Tianqi's ears with the little hand around his waist, and had a proud expression of "confessing leniently and resisting strictly".

"Ji Moji, come on, what bad things are you doing behind my back again!"

Ji Tianqi didn't dodge, his two big hands held her body more carefully, and smiled evilly,

"Daughter-in-law, how could I do bad things behind your back!"

Ai smacked his lips shallowly, snorted his nose,

"You don't dare!"

Ji Tianqi blurted out,

"It's all my daughter-in-law who is well-trained~~~"

---

Ai shallow brows narrowed a little, and the little hand that grabbed his ear gently fell on the demonic handsome face, and kneaded/pinched it distressedly,

"Say, Ji Moji, what have you been hiding from me for the past two days?"

Ai Qianqian tried her best to make her tone sound relaxed, but the slight tremor of her fingertips revealed her panic.

……

Ai's shallow nails poked at his face, but ---

Ji Tianqi was in his chest, and his heart ached.

The warm big hand, gently, covered her little hand, tightly wrapped in his palm.

Ji Tianqi took a deep breath.

The soft pet eyes looked at her more deeply/burningly, and the evil smile on the thin lips was still the same, saying,

"Daughter-in-law, I was sick two days ago.

I was afraid that you would be worried, so I didn't tell you, but ---"

But---

When Ji Tianqi said the first sentence that he was sick, Ai's shallow and bright eyes, the faint trembling ripples, condensed into beads and slowly flowed down.

In the faint soft light,

Ai Qianqian looked at him in a daze.

Let the tears rain down, but I don't dare to move a single glance anymore.

……

Actually, she had already guessed it......

Even when I was at the S City Hotel, I had already guessed it.

Although Sister Xiaoru swore that Ji Moji had called her just now, Sister Xiaoru didn't know that the tacit understanding between her and Ji Moji had already exceeded her imagination......

Her uneasiness, her panic, would not have come so inexplicably but turbulently.

However, under the circumstances at that time, she had to choose to be strong.

And this afternoon, Ai Qianqian confirmed his guess even more......

……

In the afternoon, Ai took a nap and woke up to see Mommy sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Shallow, have you slept enough?"

Gu Yimi asked her with a chuckle.

Ai Qianqian nodded,

"Well, I slept well."

Then she looked around, and without waiting for her to ask, Gu Yimi guessed what the little white rabbit was going to say, and replied directly,

"Don't look for it, the little demon will come back later, explain to me in pieces before going out, and tell me to take good care of you!"

Ai Qianqian touched his nose and smiled,

"Ji Mo is too nervous."

Gu Yimi smiled and nodded,

"Are you hungry, Mommy cooked you white fungus lotus seed porridge, it's still hot, Mommy went down and served you a bowl?"

As he spoke, he got up and went downstairs.

Ai Qianqian hurriedly shook his head and took Gu Yimi's hand,

"Mommy, I'm not hungry yet."

……

Looking at her shallow and somewhat pale little face, Gu Yimi frowned,

"What's the matter, is your stomach uncomfortable again?"

Ai Qianqian's clenched little hands spread out.

Gu Yimi was shocked,

"Shallow ......"

But they don't know what to say.

Saw---

In the palm of the shallow open hand, there was a small blue transparent medicine bottle, which contained more than half of the white granular pills.

Ai Qianqian looked at the small blue medicine bottle he was holding in his hand, and his light voice was almost inaudible,

"Mommy, is Ji Moji sick?"

As the words fell, Ai raised his eyelids and looked at Gu Yimi, his curved eyelashes trembled slightly.

……

Actually, she wasn't completely asleep just before taking a nap.

In the haze, I saw Ji Mo holding a water cup and looking up to drink medicine.

Ai Qianqian thought he was dreaming, but after Ji Tianqi went out of the room, Ai Qianqian got off the bed, walked to the desk, opened the bottom drawer, and found this small pill bottle full of white pills in the most hidden corner.

Gu Yimi's distress was even worse.

Stretched out his hand and gently protected Ai Qianqian into his arms, patted her cold back, and said softly,

"Shallow, don't think crankily alone, it's okay, it's all over.

When Tianqi comes back later, let him tell you himself. ”

Therefore, just now in the living room, Gu Yimi would have such an expression.

……

Soft lighting.

Ji Tianqi held Ai's shallow little face, wiping the tears that slipped from her face one by one.

"Daughter-in-law, don't cry, don't you see that your husband is by your side? And there was a hero to save the beauty of Youki?!

Daughter-in-law, it's okay, I'm back, I'll never leave you alone, swear to stay by my daughter-in-law and little rabbit, and never go anywhere. ”

Ai Qianqian cried even harder, tears rolled down, burning Ji Tianqi's heart fiercely,

"Daughter-in-law, I was wrong, let's not talk about death, we don't talk about death! Won't die, no one will die! ”

Saying that, Ji Tianqi deliberately snorted a few times, and held her tearful little face even more distressedly,

"Daughter-in-law, I still have to watch the birth of our little rabbit with you, I still have to guard you, guard our little princess, and live with you for a lifetime, and grow old together.

So, shallow, believe me, it's going to be fine. ”

"Tick" ---

Ai Qianqian nodded tremblingly, and a drop of crystal slid down from the corner of her bright eyes and fell into the soft goose down quilt.

……

Grabbed the little hand at the corner of his clothes and slowly raised it.

Ai Qianqian gently held his gentle cheeks, and his trembling voice was dyed with crying, full of irresistible distress.

Asked him softly,

"Ji Moji, doesn't it hurt?"

She saw it, saw the scar on the wrist of his arm that had been concealed by the ointment.

That was when Ji Tianqi's virus attacked, he went crazy and broke free from the iron chains and shackles that were locked on his wrists and ankles, leaving behind a series of hideous marks that were constantly intertwined and crisscrossed......

……

Jerked!

Ji Tianqi's back straightened, and then stiffened fiercely!

Her words always make him soft.

Gentle smoke eyes tremble!

Saw---

A rich inky black leaked and spread from the bottom of his eyes, and his eyebrows were also covered with a layer of pain that seemed to be impossible to dissolve.

The cold laboratory, the biting shackles, the hellish torment, even far beyond the limits of their dark/dark physique......