She couldn't explain this feeling clearly, but she suddenly wanted to go up and hug him.
Tell him he's not alone...
Tan Bengbeng stood where he was, staring at his back for a long time without moving.
The emotions in my heart are a bit complicated.
Even she herself didn't know how to deal with the change in her impression of Qi Yan...
She just subconsciously avoided this question and stood quietly behind him, accompanying him.
At this time, she even forgot that when she first came out, she wanted him to go back quickly to help the old Patriarch dispense medicine.
All eyes are full of him, only his figure.
Looking at his back, she saw him from the first time she saw him, his dignified and abstinent appearance, and later on, the rascal and bastard she couldn't think of...
And finally, he took good care of her...
It's not like she didn't feel the changes he made for her.
In Tan Bengbeng's ears, it seemed that the question he asked not long ago sounded again.
He asked her why she didn't like children...
The corners of Tan Bengbeng's mouth curled into a faint curve, and his eyes became gentle.
She actually loves kids.
She has been by Nian Xiaomu's side for so many years. From Nian Xiaomu's pregnancy to the birth of Xiao Liuliu, she was the one who took care of her.
Touching Nian Xiaomu's belly for the first time, she felt a small life. When she was thriving, she sighed the magic of life.
Later, Nian Xiaomu gave birth to Xiao Liuliu, but her body never recovered.
The task of taking care of their mother and daughter fell on her.
Tan Bengbeng still remembered the scene where she cut Xiao Liuliu's umbilical cord and hugged her up.
A soft, a little white and tender, a little chubby little glutinous rice dumpling...
With his eyes closed, Xiaopang clenched his hands tightly, his face blushed, and he cried out for the first time... It shocked her deeply!
At that time, she thought, if she had her own child in the future, would she be as cute as Xiao Liuliu...
But soon, this idea was suppressed by her.
The Tan family has been the guardian of the Mohist family for generations.
Once a talented descendant is selected as the secret guard of the Mohist patriarch or heir, he will stay with his master for the rest of his life.
In her mind, she would never leave Nian Xiaomu in her life.
Nian Xiaomu's child is her child.
She could put all her love on Xiao Liuliu.
But also because of this, when she was with Qi Yan, she was afraid that she would get pregnant.
She is Nian Xiaomu's secret guard, if she becomes pregnant, she will not give birth...
Thinking of the tone of Qi Yan's question to her just now, Tan Bengbeng's hand unconsciously pressed his stomach.
She herself didn't know, if she was really pregnant with Qi Yan's child, would she be as firm as she was before and take the child away without hesitation...
Thinking of this hypothesis, Tan Bengbeng's heart tightened instantly!
When he was in a trance, he suddenly noticed a gaze, staring at him scorchingly.
She raised her head and bumped into Qi Yan's bewitching eyes.
He still held the small wooden stick used to draw circles in his hand, and he looked at her with surprise and arrogance.
Like a child who is still angry and waiting to be coaxed.
He obviously wanted to let go of his airs, but couldn't hold back his face, waiting for her to step down the steps for him...
Seeing that Tan Bengbeng did not speak for a long time, he couldn't help himself.
"I know I'm handsome, so you don't have to hide behind to see me."