Nian Xiaomu felt her uneasiness, patted her back lightly, and hummed a lullaby to her.
After a while, she fell asleep.
The pretty little face is powder puffed up when she is asleep.
The long eyelashes, like two small fans, droop on the eyelids.
Such a cute little girl, when held in her arms, is like a glutinous rice dumpling, soft.
Maybe it's because he didn't have a mother since he was a child. Xiao Liuliu seems lively and cheerful, but he feels less secure than ordinary children.
Especially when sleeping.
Seeing her well-behaved appearance, Nian Xiaomu felt inexplicably distressed, and she didn't know how her mother was willing to leave such a cute baby behind.
Nian Xiaomu lowered her head, kissed the little girl's cheek, and put her under the quilt.
She didn't leave until she was fast asleep.
When she returned to her room, all the bones in her body were exhausted and falling apart.
He fell straight on the bed, rolled up the quilt, and was about to sleep until the sky was dark.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, Yu Yuehan's charmingly handsome face and that breathless kiss flashed before his eyes...
Soon, she sat up from bed again, raised her arms, and smelled herself.
Is it her illusion? Why does she feel that her body is full of the breath of that icicle...
She must be bewitched!
Nian Xiaomu kicked off the quilt, climbed down from bed, took a set of clean clothes, and went into the bathroom.
Unscrewing the bath flower, the cold water hit her face, which finally made her feel a little more awake.
She adjusted the switch, and soon the water was warm.
Mist rose in the bathroom, filling the entire space.
Let her graceful figure become faintly visible.
Nian Xiaomu quickly turned off the bath flower, and when she reached out to get the bath towel, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and paused her hand slightly.
His eyes drooped slightly, looking at the scar on his abdomen.
The scar on the lower abdomen was the size of a finger and looked like a burn.
She touched her hand inadvertently, and soon, she pulled the bath towel indifferently and wrapped herself up.
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"Knock knock—"
The knocking on the door kept ringing in my ears, like a wake-up call.
Nian Xiaomu stayed up all night, with only one thought left in her mind: sleep until the end of time!
Hearing the knock on the door, he grabbed the pillow without thinking, covered his head and continued to sleep.
The knocking on the door continued, and soon there was the butler's voice,
"Nian Xiaomu, the young master and the young miss are both awake, you are still in the mood to sleep!"
"..."
She doesn't care who wakes up, even if the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu wake up, they can't stop her from sleeping.
"Master said, you only have ten minutes, if you don't clean up, I will make you mentally prepare to go out in pajamas!" The butler's anxious voice rang again.
"..." Don't listen to bastard chanting scriptures.
Nian Xiaomu rolled up the quilt and was about to go back to sleep. The next second, the housekeeper's words seemed to be automatically played back in her mind.
Her body was stiff, and immediately, hugging the pillow, she rolled over and sat up.
He stretched out his hand to pat his own hair, with a ghostly expression on his face.
He got up from bed, rushed to the door, and stretched out his hand to open the door.
"Housekeeper, what did you just say?"
She must have not woken up, Yu Yuehan went out and called her for something.
The housekeeper glanced at her chicken coop-like hair in distaste, and then said with a straight face, "Miss's injury is much better. If you want to accompany the young master to the company, of course you have to accompany Miss."