Qi Ye glanced at him, and Perlangodo's side face showed a faint sadness in the morning light.

The first time I saw feelings on this man's face.

Qi Ye raised his hand and stroked Xiao Yechen's face, looking at the child with a similar outline to his bloodline: "Uncle Shadow is still alive, and his mother needs you, wake up quickly."

He stood beside the bed for a while, turned around and went back to the room to accompany Ye Weilan.

...

Qi Ye lay on the bed, and Ye Weilan was sleeping in his arms, his pale face with a grayish white look.

Qi Ye's eyes emitted a cold light.

He was thinking about the whole story of this matter.

Ye Weilan picked up Xiao Qinghuan, which is inevitable. His woman will never lose her kind heart because of suffering and disaster.

Xiao Yechen is too young, has a proud talent but has never really experienced the world. He was so angry that he was so angry that he did not trust his companions, and he left his lifelong regrets at such a young age.

Where is him?

Is his focus on the Shanghai area also expected that person?

Qi Ye's lips curled.

The man understood their family very thoroughly.

With Qi Ye's personality, even if he knows there is a trap, he will still come.

For Ye Weilan, there is nothing he dared not do.

The price was a little higher, but the power in the sea area finally fell into his hands.

While Qi Ye was thinking, the person in his arms moaned and woke up slowly.

Qi Ye sat up immediately.

Ye Weilan's dark eyelashes trembled for a moment and opened her eyes.

The eyes are still amazingly clear.

She looked at the ceiling and didn't say anything for a while.

"What else is there to feel uncomfortable?" Qi Ye gently stroked her thin cheeks.

Ye Weilan seemed to be stunned for a moment, blinked her eyes before asking, "How is Xiaojiu?"

“Still sleeping.”

"I want to go see him."

Qi Ye put one hand on her knees and carried the person out of the room.

Xiao Yechen showed no sign of awakening.

Qi Ye placed Ye Weilan by Xiao Yechen's bed. He glanced at his son and frowned.

Ye Weilan didn't move for a long time.

Qi Ye vaguely felt something strange: "Lan?"

"It's okay," Ye Weilan's eyes were red, and two tears dripped: "I'm happy that Xiaojiu is okay, it's just a pity that Qinghuan... found her..."

Qi Ye paused for a second: "No."

This knot in my heart has been planted, so I cannot choose to hide it. For the sake of Xiao Yechen's mental health, Ye Weilan needs to know everything about him.

For Xiao Yechen, the mother's care is the best healing medicine.

Ye Weilan's heart trembled and covered her face with her hands: "So young child..."

A girl who is as delicate as her little daughter is gone like this...

Qi Ye pressed her shoulders, and his emotional little wife could not be sad.

After a while, Ye Weilan suppressed her sad mood. Her white hands slowly touched Xiao Yechen. Her movements were very slow, as if she was cautious and pity.

She brushed Xiao Yechen's cheek inch by inch, lowered her head and kissed her, and said softly: "Baby, have a safe sleep. After you have enough sleep, you can see your mother. Mommy misses you very much."

Her tears fell on Xiao Yechen's face, and the child's delicate eyebrows and eyes moved a little.

Ye Weilan patted gently, and when he fell asleep, he turned to Qi Ye and said, "Let's go back."

Qi Ye carried her to the deck.

The sun is very bright.

He wanted her to bask in the sun here and relieve her mood, but before he could put her on the soft chair, Ye Weilan grabbed his clothes.
Chapter completed!