The child suffers, and the mother will only hurt more than him. The fastest chapter will be published

Qi Ye kissed her lips; "Lan, Xiaojiu is still alive, we will make good compensation for him after we get home..."

"No matter what he does in the future, I will not teach him a lesson..."

He hugged her, almost trying to rub her slender and fragile body into her body and combine it with him, so that he could replace her pain and sadness.

Qi Ye is never afraid of pain, but he is most afraid of pain in his beloved.

...

The night was so long.

It was only at dawn that Ye Weilan fell asleep again in a daze.

Qi Ye changed his clothes, made a phone call, carried the sleeping person into the car, and drove out...com

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The luxurious and elegant concert hall welcomes the only two guests today.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker and sat sideways on the sofa, quiet and elegant in his posture.

He was holding a beautiful woman in his arms, with white skin, slender skin, white dress and black hair, and she looked like an angel placed behind a glass window.

The morning sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, sprinkling on the black and white keys, reflecting an elegant pair of hands.

A piece of light is refracted on the wall, and time jumps sometimes and sometimes, accompanied by the soothing piano sounds of the rhythm, quiet, warm, and full of memories of warm colors.

A dancer in a black long dress danced gracefully on the stage, with black hair like flowing water, a thin and beautiful figure, and a graceful dance like a painting...com

Unfortunately, the only audience doesn't give much face.

Qi Ye always paid attention to the expression of the person in her arms. Perhaps the soothing music finally took effect. The sorrow between her eyebrows and eyes disappeared little by little, and she could finally fall asleep and have a good dream.

The pleasant piano sound lasted from morning to dusk, and the dancer's steps never stopped from beginning to end.

The warm yellow sunset shines brightly on the cheeks of the sleeping person.

Qi Ye raised his hand and gently stroked it: "It's time to wake up, little lazy pig."

Ye Weilan's long eyelashes trembled, slowly opened her eyes, muttering and shouting: "Brother Ye Bing, I'm so hungry..."

Qi Ye hugged her and stood up, turned around and walked out.

The piano sound on the stage stopped in an instant.

The dancer stopped dancing at the same time, lifted the corner of his skirt with both hands, and bowed his knees: "Mr. Yedi, I remind you that there is not much time left."

Qi Ye's steps did not stop and walked out calmly.

Outside the glass door was a noisy and vanity. Ye Weilan's tender and white nose sniffed: "Lan Lan is going to starve..."

Qi Ye carried her into a restaurant, fed the hungry little woman for a day, and then carried her home.

"Brother Ye Bing..."

"Um?"

"Lan Lan seemed to have dreamed last night..."

"What dream did you have?"

“…I don’t remember…”

"It doesn't matter."

"When will it be dawn?"

"soon……"

She lowered her head, her clear eyes dimmed, and rubbed against his back: "It's dawn, are you leaving?"

Qi Ye stopped and looked at the little girl selling flowers on the roadside.

The little girl ran over with a flower basket. A basket of roses, all colors, colorful and fragrant. She raised her face and smiled sweetly on her lips: "Big brother, buy a bouquet of flowers and give it to the eldest sister. The eldest sister is so beautiful."

Qi Ye's eyes fell on the flowers and picked a blue rose to Ye Weilan.

Ye Weilan held the flower and refused to resist: "Brother Ye Bing, you haven't answered Lanlan's question yet. Is it dawn and you're leaving?"

Qi Ye smiled faintly: "No."
Chapter completed!