"It's useless if you know." He turned over and turned his back to her.

Ye Yan's heart was like a newborn cat scratching his claws. He was itchy and shook his arm: "Yisa, tell me..."

"If you make trouble again, those two will be woken up." His lazy tone was lightly coaxed.

"If you don't say I can't sleep," Ye Yan simply turned over from him, nestled in his arms, holding the beautiful and beautiful face with a pair of plain white hands, and his eyes widened: "It's not good for the child to stay up late, so I'll go to bed immediately after you say it!"

Yi Sa stared at her.

Ye Yan was very close to him, and the tip of his nose was almost touching. She looked serious and expressed her seriousness.

Yisa sucked the person in his arms, wrapped her in his arms like a caterpillar. He closed his eyes in a divine manner, threatening in his tone: "I'll send those two to the next door and do something that is not suitable for children."

Ye Yan: “…”

...

The surging sea water boiled and ripped up waves several feet high. The sky was so dark that there was no trace of light, and the whole world was echoing the sound of pouring raindrops.

Suddenly a flash of lightning teared apart the sky, and the rain reflected a silver-white cold light. A black figure could be seen gradually approaching the White House.

The rain slapped the umbrella surface with crackling sounds. The force of the heavy blow almost made people suspect that the umbrella cloth would be smashed into the next moment. A pair of white feet stopped on the coast, and the slender heels were as sharp as the sharp. The visitors' eyes fell on the door of Ye Weilan's room on the second floor, and slowly curled their dark red lips.

In the room, Qi Ye opened his eyes, and under his long eyelashes, his starry eyes were as dark as abyss.

He looked down at his side. Ye Weilan was resting on his arm, his face buried in his heart, and his dream was in full swing, his nose was slightly shaking, and he obviously slept very well. Xiao Yechen leaned against his mother tightly, and the child's sleeping face was particularly quiet.

Qi Ye gently pulled out his arms and got out of bed and dressed, covered his wife and children with a quilt, and walked out of the room silently.

...

A black umbrella appeared in the field of vision. The dark sky was so dark that it could not see the face of the person under the umbrella. The aura that originated from the darkness was very familiar. Compared with the past, the fierce aura was much more restrained.

The curve of the woman's lips was curled up widened, and her opening accent was as lazy as a cat: "Why didn't Sa come with you?"

Qi Ye raised his eyes and stared at the woman opposite him.

She was wearing a black and purple long dress, with a plump and sexy figure, with long dark hair and thick silk covering her back, and a silver butterfly mask on her face. Her exposed chin and mouth were delicate and flawless, with a lazy temperament. She was full of temptations that belonged to a noble woman.

"He dislikes you too ugly and has dirty eyes!" Cold words came out of his graceful thin lips, and successfully blushed the face of the woman opposite.

"What are you talking nonsense about?!"

"The old witch pretends to be tender and cannot change the rotten smell in her bones. Why haven't you entered the coffin yet?" Qi Ye said with thin lips, and his black eyes were full of coldness.

The woman opposite was completely dark, and she pointed at Qi Ye and jumped to scold her, "The ungrateful little bastard! Don't forget who dragged you out of the pile of corpses! He dared to talk to me like this, don't think I really can't bear to attack you!"
Chapter completed!