At this time, Song Tianlang was holding Hu Yueyue in his arms. He felt a damp and hot feeling in his chest. He immediately woke up and pulled away to see that Nizi had her eyes closed tightly, but her tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.
overflow.
He panicked, with unprecedented nervousness on his face, and called out in a trembling voice, "March, March, wake up, wake up..."
There was no response, but the tears flowed more violently. Song Tianlang wiped it awkwardly, but no matter how hard he wiped it, he couldn't finish it. In the end, unable to do so, he leaned down and kissed the tears in the corners of her eyes while murmuring.
"Yue Yue, don't cry, don't cry, okay? When you cry, my heart feels like it's been stabbed by daggers. You feel sorry for me, don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore!"
The kiss continued, and he kept rolling her salty tears into his mouth inch by inch, and kept wiping them with his lips!
Love, this was the love that he had never been able to understand before.
The moment he lost her seven years ago, he knew what it meant to be unforgettable. But at this moment, he knew that if he lost her again, he would never recover, so he had already made a decision in his heart. As long as she was well, he would be well!
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When Hu Yueyue woke up, the moon was already in the sky, and Danggui had been coaxed to sleep by Song Tianlang. When she came back to the room, she saw that Hu Yueyue had already stood up and sat up.
He strode closer and asked anxiously: "March, are you awake? Do you still feel uncomfortable? Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
Looking at the nervous look on his handsome face, Hu Yueyue felt pain in her heart again. She bit her lip lightly and asked, "Tell me, how did you get here all these years?"
The scene in the dream was too real. She was eager to know how he had lived alone for seven years and how he had survived the longing.
If everything in the dream was real, then how much pain would he feel? And what about her complaints, expectations, and disappointments? It was so painful for him to compare with himself.
After all, I have forgotten everything, and all I want is a father who belongs to Angelica——
Song Tianlang saw Hu Yueyue's expression of bitterness and hatred, and her face had turned rosy. He thought it was nothing serious, so he said softly: "If you want to know, I will tell you slowly later, okay? I'll go downstairs now.
I’ll bring you some food, you haven’t eaten for two meals already!”
He pursed his lips and nodded, with tears shining in his black and white eyes. How could this man be so considerate? He sniffed, looked at his back, and murmured softly: "Thank you for waiting for me all these years!"
The voice was very soft, but what kind of person was Song Tianlang who walked out? When he heard it, a slight smile appeared on his handsome face, his eyes were a little red, he let out a breath, strode downstairs, and took out the food he had prepared earlier.
Served it up.
Under Song Tianlang's supervision, Hu Yueyue ate everything he had prepared. So she felt a little full, so she touched her belly and leaned on the bed, tilted her head and frowned and said, "It's over. If you eat like this, you will definitely gain a pound tomorrow."
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Song Tianlang packed his hands, glanced at Tingyan, and dropped his gaze on her breasts, and then nodded as if he had made an assessment, "It's too thin, it's better to be fatter!"
Hu Yueyue opened her eyes and followed his line of sight. Unconsciously, three black lines fell from her forehead. Her face turned red. She pulled the quilt tightly around herself and glared at Song Tianlang: "Pervert, where are you looking!"