She struggled to get up, but Mussi was caught and pressed into the water.
I don't know how long it took, Xiao Han's struggling strength slowly weakened, the effect of the medicine in his body slowly faded, and his whole body was weakly limp in his arms.
Mussi wiped Xiao Han Guangguo's body clean, picked him up and put him on the big bed.
Xiao Han's wet hair was like a waterfall pouring down, and under the dim light, his delicate face appeared whiter.
The ruddy face just now hadn't fully recovered, which caused Mussi's pain.
"Xiao Han."
Mussi gently stroked Xiao Han's sleeping face, with a faint smile on the corner of his eyes.
Touched by Mussi's cold palm, Xiao Han moved uncomfortably, but did not wake up.
Mussi pulled the quilt away, lay down, and Xiao Han subconsciously rubbed aside.
This action made Mussi's face suddenly cold, and she looked at Xiao Han in her arms with a cold face, feeling mixed in her heart.
He hasn't been with her for the past two years, who is she doing this action with
Mussi stretched out his hand, put his arms around Xiao Han, and looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, awake all night.
…
Early in the morning, Xiao Han felt dizzy and itchy before he woke up.
Xiao Han opened his eyes, and the first ray of sunlight came in, just hitting Xiao Han's face.
Suddenly stabbed by sunlight, Xiao Han subconsciously raised his hand to cover it.
However, the moment he raised his hand, he realized that his hand was being held by something.
Xiao Han sat up abruptly, his head dizzy, and looked strangely at the little man standing by the bed.
Where is she? Who is this child
Xiao Han looked around, and it turned out to be a strange place.
Wasn't she drinking with Mussy yesterday? What happened then
Xiao Han tried to remember what happened yesterday...
Mussi went to answer the phone, and then she drank a glass of red wine and became courageous.
and then? Why did she appear here
Xiao Han opened the quilt, her clothes were missing, who changed her clothes
Just as Xiao Han was crazy, Mu Fei, who was next to him, gently touched her finger, and the voice of milk cried out to her, "Pretty Auntie."
Xiao Han turned his head and just hit Mu Feizeng's bright eyes, and his heart beat suddenly.
The child's eyes look so familiar.
Xiao Han lifted the quilt and got out of bed, gently hid in front of Mu Feizeng, looked at the handsome and cute little boy in front of him, and slowly said, "Who are you? Why am I here?"
Mu Fei once stared at Xiao Han's face, it was really the same as the one on TV, she was a beautiful aunt.
"Pretty auntie, this is Mu... Feizeng."
Mu Fei hesitated for a long time before finally speaking clearly.
Xiao Han really liked the child in front of him, and reached out his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
What a cute kid, doesn't he seem to be two years old
Two years old
Xiao Han's heart suddenly stabbed. If the child hadn't died, he would be two years old this year.
Just like him, he came to wake her up every day, calling her mother sweetly beside her.
Xiao Han’s eyes suddenly became wet, and she thought she could really forget about these things...
"Pretty auntie, don't cry..." Mu Fei once raised his little hand and touched Xiao Han's face. He wrinkled his face and seemed to cry too.
Xiao Han laughed, grabbed the little guy's hand, and asked softly, "By the way, tell Auntie, where is this place?"
Mu Fei was a little at a loss, and he didn't think of it until he reacted for a long time.
"This is... my house."
The little guy's serious face made Xiao Han couldn't hold back, and he laughed directly.