Ye Weilan put down his cell phone and lowered his eyes to look at the baby in the cradle.

Xiaojiu is almost half a year old. Her delicate little face is very beautiful, her skin is as soft as snow, soft and white as it is radiant, and she is filled with jade. She still doesn't know how many girls she will be able to charm her when she grows up.

Ye Chen doesn’t like to laugh, but he likes to smile at her. His smile is pure and clear, making people soft to the bottom of his heart.

Ye Weilan picked up the child with soft eyes. She gently stroked his face, with a sad expression. She could accompany her son, and live a day less than a day...

Although I know that the twins will take good care of him in the future, without a mother, even if they have a rich and elegant dress and precious food, they will definitely be lonely...

Like his father, Ye Chen is naturally cold and not cheerful. The most important thing is that he is not accompanied and loved by his mother in childhood. Will he be autistic in the future?

Will he think that his mother doesn't love him and doesn't want him?

Do you have no idea that she exists?

...

Ye Weilan felt aching in her heart, and tears also fell, and transparent tears fell on the child's delicate cheeks.

Xiao Jiuhei's big eyes blinked, and his two little hands waved to touch her face.

Ye Weilan lowered her head and gently rubbed against his cheek.

The mother and son face each other, and the child was babbling gently. The warm sunlight shone in from outside the window. The beautiful woman's eyes were filled with tears and her expression was filled with smiles. The warm picture made people want to cry.

"My baby, mommy loves you..."

A man in black walked in from outside the door and closed the door gently. Qi Ye looked at his wife and son, his cold eyebrows flashed a little softness, and he raised his hand and pressed her shoulder.

"Qi Ye," Ye Weilan turned around and threw herself into his arms and cried, "When I was away, you must be very nice to Xiaojiu. Even if you are busy, you must take time to accompany him. He is aloof and not like ordinary children. You must care more about and teach him. You must tell Xiaojiu that mommy loves him and does not let him forget me, and... "

She cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. The tears wet Qi Ye's clothes. The warm and hot feeling was even more uncomfortable than someone slashing him with a knife.

Qi Ye's skin on his face was almost transparent, and his dark eyes were shimmering. He gently patted her shoulders. Suddenly, a cough hit his heart and lungs. He quickly turned his head and covered the dark redness that spilled out of the corners of his lips.

Ye Weilan seemed to notice something, and suddenly looked up at her, with crystal clear eyes, wet tears: "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Ye raised the corner of his thin lips and stroked her face gently: "Lan must be considerate, you are my woman, but now I have to rely on you to survive..."

"No!" Ye Weilan's eyes surged in fear. She knew him. He would never waste time on such factual things. Qi Ye would be angry, but he would suppress his anger. He would definitely use the enemy's blood to clean it in the future. He never bothered to say these beautiful words on the surface...

She put Xiaojiu in the cradle, grabbed his hand, and looked pale: "Qi Ye, don't scare me, are you uncomfortable..."

The man said that his body would be the limit for another month. Before reaching the limit, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no problems...
Chapter completed!