Jiang Lan didn't know how he got to bed, and he was feeling dizzy.

Looking at the figure on his body, Jiang Lan's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

The man was still saying something in her ear, but Jiang Lan couldn't hear it clearly. It seemed like the sound was far away, vague, as if it was coming from the sky.

"Lanlan."

"Lanlan..."

Jiang Lan heard the misty voice and forced her eyes to look.

In the white mist, there was a woman in white clothes with a gentle smile. The woman slowly squatted on the ground and opened her hands towards her.

Calling her softly: "Lanlan, come here quickly."

"Come to mom."

Mother......

Jiang Lan looked at the woman's gentle smile and slowly approached her.

The woman's surroundings were so bright, as if bathed in a holy halo, and she was dressed in white, as if she would disappear with the white light at any time.

Jiang Lan stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the woman's hand.

"A girl's tears are pearls, don't cry."

"Lanlan is so good."

"Mom..." She stretched out her hand, but couldn't grab the woman.

Even though it's so close, I still can't catch it.

It was like something in a dream that she could never grasp.

The bitterness in her stomach welled up in her throat, the tip of her nose was sore, and tears slid down the corners of her eyes.

"Mother."

Her weak voice reached Lu Jingchi's ears.

He turned his head slightly and looked at her frowning eyebrows and moist eyes, with tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

He raised his hand, touched her palm-sized face, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.

Jiang Lan crawled into his arms, put her hands on the man's neck, hugged him tightly, and buried her cheek in his chest.

Warm tears fell on his skin, as if they were burning.

In my sleep, I heard her whispering softly.

"Mother."

Jiang Lan had been floating in this dream for a long time.

Until a baby's cry woke her up from her dream, she slowly opened her eyes and saw the baby crawling towards her.

Jiang Lan raised his hand to support the baby's body to prevent him from falling.

The child was crying and crawling on her, as if he was looking for something.

The baby is hungry, so he is naturally looking for food. Even though he is so small, he is extremely precise in finding his own food.

As soon as Lu Jingchi entered the door, he saw the baby's hands pulling at Jiang Lan's pajamas. It couldn't be considered pajamas because she was wearing Lu Jingchi's shirt.

The shirt slipped down, revealing her slender shoulders and collarbones.

The man's face darkened, he took three steps at a time, stepped forward, grabbed Jiajia's collar and threw him aside.

The child screamed and cried heartbreakingly.

Jiang Lan was stunned for a moment, then immediately pushed himself up and stared at him dissatisfied.

"It's time to eat, ignore him." Lu Jingchi stretched out his hand to put her clothes on and buttoned her buttons one by one.

But Jiang Lan picked up the child and was reluctant to let go.

Lu Jingchi's face turned even darker.

Jiang Lan didn't care about him. He went out and went downstairs with the baby in his arms. Aunt Lin handed the mixed milk powder to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan put the baby in the stroller and sat on the sofa to breastfeed him.

The child was probably hungry, so he held the bottle and started drinking. As he drank, his eyes wandered around, staring at Jiang Lan, for fear that she would suddenly disappear.

Lu Jingchi pulled her away several times, but Jiang Lan stubbornly refused to go to the dining table to eat. All he could think about was the children.
Chapter completed!