A few glazed lamps emitted a shallow light and hit the faces of the two people, creating a scene that had a somewhat "husband and wife" feel to it.
Yi Jian hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days, so when she fell asleep, it was really sweet, and she even didn't want to wake up.
His breath was filled with her faint fragrance, which filled his whole mind. He smelled it greedily.
Occasionally when I open my eyes, I can see her sleeping face and her longing face, but I feel that all of this is too beautiful.
She was vaguely in a dream, maybe because she was really frightened this time, and occasionally woke up from nightmares. I don't know if it was because of telepathy, but she always dreamed of bloody children who cried to her.
As soon as she woke up, he woke up with her, quickly stretched out his hands, took her into his arms, patted her slowly, and protected her gently, as if he were caring for her like a cute little pet.
Holding, coaxing.
Her heart gradually felt better. She opened her mouth to ask about the whereabouts of her child, but she didn't know if it was because of the dream. Zhongqing always felt that she had less and less courage to ask.
This time, Zhongqing woke up and fell asleep. Yi Jian fed her medicine and followed the same routine. In fact, deep down in his heart, he knew her little habits. He had always been lazy, but it didn't mean that he was lazy.
Don't worry, he pays great attention to details, but these details are only for her.
Her body recovered quickly. After about half a month, Yi Jian ordered someone to prepare a car and took her back to her hometown.
When Yi Jian returned to Yi's home, she changed into a new model of car, which was shipped back from the United States. It was much more stable than the last car.
The eldest lady did not come out to greet her, probably because she was still angry with the young marshal, but the young marshal didn't care too much and went directly to the hometown.
At the entrance of the hometown, the eldest wife, He Anyuan, and an elder from the Yi family were standing there.
Seeing Yi Jian get out of the car, He Anyuan subconsciously moved forward, took two steps, but still looked at the eldest lady, stepped back, and stood beside the eldest lady, motionless.
Yi Jian didn't look where he was, he got out of the car, carefully supported Zhong Qing, and walked out of the car.
