The little brows stretched out.
There is no smile and no dependence on the handsome little face, but there is an indescribable peace of mind.
It's like a lone boat floating on the sea, finally found its sheltered harbor.
Incense wafted in the room.
Di Ming Jue hugs the child, unexpectedly also feels a wave of drowsiness hit his heart.
In the incense, he did some tricks.
Make Muyan and Xiaobao sleep more deeply, so that they won't notice his approach.
But these incenses should have no effect on him—
The strange thing is that it has no effect on Xiaobao.
But at this moment, he smelled the fresh fragrance, hugged the little child, and looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the woman he loved.
All the nerves in my body couldn't help but relax, and I couldn't help wanting to rest.
Di Ming Jue lays down, puts Xiao Bao in the middle, then stretches out his long arms, hugging the mother and daughter into his protective range, and closes his eyes.
Without Xiaobao's barrier, Di Ming Jue really doesn't guarantee that he will fall asleep halfway through, wanting to swallow the only woman he loves deeply but hates so much.
…
The next day, the sun shone through the window and fell on the bed.
Muyan stretched her waist and sat up, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, her smile was indescribably lazy and comfortable.
She slept so well yesterday that she was in an indescribably happy mood.
The only thing that frustrates her is.
She seemed to be dreaming of the man who left without saying goodbye last night.
Di Ming Jue!
Tsk... How did you dream about this man
And in her sleep, she saw the man's face in a daze, and it seemed that she was still ready to move, wanting to tease him.
Is it because the man's face is so handsome and so tragic that she has been thinking about it for a long time, so that's why she thinks about it day and night
Muyan shook her head, shaking this terrible thought out of her mind.
Then, she discovered a strange problem.
Xiao Bao was not in her arms.
Instead, he slept about an arm's length away from her.
And she slept soundly as well, without any anxiety, panic or sadness on her little face.
A trace of disbelief appeared on Muyan's face.
I don't know if it's because she was almost persecuted when she was pregnant.
Xiaobao has been independent and strong since he was a child, with amazing talent, but he lacks a sense of security.
Although he always has a sullen face, he likes to cling to her very much.
Especially when sleeping at night, if you can't be in her arms, you can't sleep well at all.
When Xiaobao just turned four years old, Muyan thought that boys should be independent, and wanted him to sleep by himself.
When it was brought up, Xiaobao agreed well.
But when she woke up in the middle of the night, Muyan found that the little figure lying in the corner was silently crying.
Without saying a word, he curled his small body into a ball.
Muyan was so distressed that she could hardly breathe.
Since then, he never proposed to let Xiaobao sleep by himself.
Every night when she falls asleep and wakes up, she will hold her baby tightly in her arms and tell him with body language, don't be sad, don't be sad, mother is by your side.
As if feeling Muyan's gaze, Xiao Bao rubbed his eyes and opened them.
A pair of big blue eyes shone into the sunlight, projecting an innate coolness and dignity.
At that moment, Muyan was startled.
These eyes seemed to coincide with the blue eyes of the man she saw in her dream.
"Mother!" Xiaobao was a little flustered when he opened his eyes and didn't feel Muyan's breath.