The bright room is extremely quiet.&1t;/p>

The dining table is filled with exquisite delicacies, warmed on low heat, and the fragrance is savory.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan sat at the table, waiting for her son to wake up.&1t;/p>

She hasn't had a good sleep for several days, and her face is pale because of anxiety.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye walked to her side, raised her chin with her slender fingers, her eyes glittered on her face for a moment, and there was a kind of imperative tenderness in her tone: "Lan, go to sleep."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan blinked: "I want to wait for Xiaojiu to wake up."&1t;/p>

"No one will like a sick woman. The girl I like, no matter how much suffering I experienced, she could smile like a flower..." A soft emotion in Qi Ye's eyes flashed: "Xiao Jiu is back home. In this place, no one can do anything to him."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan looked up at him, and his crystal pupils seemed to be injected with a hint of light.&1t;/p>

No matter how beautiful the love is, if you don’t know how to manage it, it will decline.&1t;/p>

She wiped the tears on her face, a smile appeared on her little face, and kissed his lips: "I'll go to sleep for a while, Xiaojiu woke up, wake me up as soon as possible."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye kissed her eyebrows, sent the person to the bed, covered her with a quilt.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan closed her eyes quietly.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye's slender figure stood in front of the window, with hands c in his pockets, and the stars outside the window were dotted, and the night was quiet.&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

With something in mind, Ye Weilan woke up after sleeping for less than two hours. She moved a little and felt someone beside her, with the familiar body temperature carrying a charming atmosphere through the thin fabric.&1t;/p>

Heartache flashed in Ye Weilan's big eyes. Not only Xiao Yechen was hurt. Qi Ye was locked up for a few days and fought with Xiao again. It must have been scarred.&1t;/p>

She turned sideways, snuggled into his arms, and hugged him with her arms.&1t;/p>

"Lan." Qi Ye suddenly spoke.&1t;/p>

"I woke you up?" She was very upset.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye hugged her slender waist and dragged her to her body, staring at her soft face: "No, I have something to tell you."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's expression stagnated. After a while, he asked with a trembling question: "Is it about Xiaojiu?"

"It will be more dangerous for him to continue to follow us, and Yisa will take him back."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's fingertips turned white: "Can you wait for a while?"&1t;/p>

Qi Ye snorted: "We have paid a huge price for our willfulness."&1t;/p>

So sharp that there is no room for turning around.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan bit his lip and begged: "We don't go anywhere, we're on the plane. I'm going to watch Xiaojiu wake up with my own eyes, listen to him call me mommy, and then send him away... OK?"&1t;/p>

Qi Ye looked at her begging for sad eyes, and her dark eyes showed a hint of warmth: "Okay."&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

Xiao Yechen opened his eyes the next morning.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan heard the news and the bowl in her hand fell to the ground. She didn't care about it, touched the wall and ran out, rushed into the room and ran to the bed, raised her hand and hugged her, crying with joy: "Baby—"&1t;/p>

With a "pop", a delicate little hand coldly waved her hands away.&1t;/p>

The child's strength is not too heavy, but her skin is white and red marks appear on her arms in an instant.&1t;/p>

It hurts on her hands, Ye Weilan doesn't feel it, but the pain in her heart is like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground, sharp and cold, her face turns pale little by little: "Xiaojiu..."&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!