Shu Nuan touched Qingzhi's head. The little one was still very hot. It was raining non-stop outside. There was no way to go back at this time.
And not long after she took the medicine, her head felt very heavy.
"Get some sleep first. I'll call you when the rain stops." Sheng Qianmo could see her tiredness and said.
Shu Nuan didn't move.
"Only by taking good care of yourself can you take good care of Qingzhi." Sheng Qianmo continued softly.
Shu Nuan raised her eyes and stared at him indifferently. She didn't know where he got the shame to say this to her, but she was indeed very tired from tossing around in the middle of the night. Holding Qingzhi in her arms, she didn't last long. She was so sleepy that she closed her eyes again and again, maybe knowing that someone was guarding her and Qingzhi, she relaxed a lot, and soon she fell asleep against the back of the bed.
Shu Nuan was so tired that she fell asleep so deeply that even the heavy rain outside could not wake her up.
Qingzhi also had a fever, and would wake up for a while and then fall asleep quickly. Now she would hug Shu Nuan's waist and curl up in Shu Nuan's arms to sleep obediently.
Sheng Qianmo didn't let the doctor come in and disturb anyone. He gently helped Shu Nuan adjust his sleeping position and tucked the mother and daughter into bed.
Sheng Qianmo lowered his head and looked at Shu Nuan who was sleeping quietly.
Although four years have passed, she still seems to have not changed much.
He looked at her, her thin and curved eyebrows, her soft eyelashes hanging down, and the tear stains at the corners of her eyes, just like the gentle and cold appearance in his memory.
Even when she was sleeping, her red lips would subconsciously press down, looking so cute and lovely that it made people want to kiss her.
And he couldn't even imagine how such a soft little girl could survive with Qingzhi in the past few years...
She was alone, and he was not by her side even a day.
As Sheng Qianmo watched, his brows and eyes gradually became a little softer, something he had never seen in the past four years. He slowly lowered his head, held his breath, and pressed it against the tip of her white chin. Kissed her warm lips gently.
That long-lost feeling of familiarity and nostalgia soon swept over his body and mind.
My throat is a little sore.
He touched it carefully and was reluctant to let go for fear of waking someone up.
But what Sheng Qianmo didn't know was that when he leaned over to kiss her, the cold sleeves of his clothes brushed Qingzhi's little face. Qingzhi smelled a faint cold breath, a little cold, shallow, but very nice. smell.
Her soft little fingers subconsciously closed around the small piece of clothing, holding on tightly, but unable to hold on. She could just clearly hear the sound of rain outside, and the young and naive little person slowly opened her eyes in confusion.
A section of white clothes obscured the little guy's sight. Qingzhi took some sleeves away, raised his pink eyelids, and caught a glimpse of something. He subconsciously raised his head from Shu Nuan's arms and saw a pair of Shui Lingling's beautiful eyes slowly turned twice, then suddenly opened wide, looking at the scene she saw in a daze -
Uncle Gentle is counting the warmth.
Uncle Wenwen and Shunuan's lips touched each other.
Uncle Wenwen closed his eyelashes and kissed Nuan very gently.
Qingzhi's eyes widened and she accidentally tore off his sleeve.
Sheng Qianmo got up from Shu Nuan, made a "shush" gesture to the wide-eyed Qing Zhi, and returned to his gentle and graceful demeanor, as if the man who devoted all his affection to kissing Shu Nuan was not him.