An Ge understood the meaning of his words, his face turned red, and he couldn't wait to cover An Xia's ears.

"I'm going to take a shower!" Kwon Mo turned to leave and walked towards the bathroom, slamming the bathroom door shut.

Xiao Anxia sat on the bed, blinked, and looked at An Ge with a puzzled expression, "Mom, Dad is so old that he still has to listen to stories every day?" ”

"Uh......" An Ge was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

Xiao Anxia seemed to think of something, patted her with her little hand, and said sympathetically, "Mom, you are so hard, I will say why Dad wants to sleep with you every night, it turns out that he wants to listen to stories." ”

“……”

"I also want to listen to my mother's story, so I'll listen to it with my dad in the future, okay?" Xiao Anxia asked seriously, "The audience is not afraid of one more." ”

“……”

An Ge covered her mouth, put her daughter down on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and said helplessly, "Hurry up and sleep, baby." ”

"Stop telling stories?" Xiao Anxia looked disappointed.

"Mom doesn't want to talk about it today, let's talk about it tomorrow." Ange is really not in the mood.

"Then I'll tell you!" Xiao Anxia sat up from the bed quickly, her little face full of excitement, "I'll tell you." ”

“……”

An Ge couldn't stop his daughter, so until Quan Mo came back from taking a shower, the two of them lay on both sides of Xiao Anxia left and right, and Xiao Anxia was still sitting among them, telling stories with great interest-

"The pony ran over and asked, 'Uncle Niu, do you know how deep the river is?' Uncle Niu straightened up his tall body and smiled and said, "Not deep, not deep. It's just down to my calves. The pony happily ran back to the river, ready to cross the river......

Xiao Anxia gestured with her little hands and feet as she spoke, and she was so elated.

Quan Mo's face was black the whole time, An Ge had no expression, and Xiao Anxia mistakenly thought that he was not speaking well, so he spoke more eloquently, and there was no sign of stopping at all.

“……”

Quan Mo reached out and pressed his throbbing temples, his thin lips pursed.

An Ge listened, for a while, a slender hand covered her hand, she turned her eyes, Quan Mo had closed her eyes, she couldn't tell if she was asleep, one hand was still holding her tightly, holding it hard.

Suddenly, his fingers ran into her palm.

An Ge was stunned, lowered her eyes, and quietly felt that Quan Mo was drawing in her palm.

「Iloveyou。」

He wrote – Iloveyou.

After writing, Quan Mo just held her hand like this, and his fingers were interlocked.

——★——★——★——★——

The next day, An Ge came together and heard something big.

When she walked down, she saw the servant of the Xi family praying to Xi Nanxing, "Young master, the old man of the Bai family has passed away, he is terminally ill, and he has been rescued for a long time, but he has not been saved." ”

Bai Chongshan passed away.

An Ge was stunned and looked at Xi Nanxing, only to see Xi Nanxing standing there, his face slightly lowered, he couldn't see his face clearly, but the low pressure on his body could be clearly felt.

After a while, she heard Xi Nanxing ask in a deep voice, "When is the funeral?" ”

"Today has begun, tomorrow there will be a funeral."

The servant replied.

"Alright, you go down." Xi Nanxing said, letting the servant retreat.

He stood there alone, for a long time, he maintained that standing position without moving, An Ge didn't know what he was thinking, but she couldn't help but say nothing.

"Senior."

An Ge opened his mouth and stepped down the stairs.