"Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable now?" Jiujiu looked at Jin Yan with concern, fearing that Jin Yan might feel uncomfortable in some way.
Jin Yan shook her head, "No, I'm fine, don't worry, but you should pay more attention to your father, he is not feeling well now." In comparison, Qing Mo's condition is indeed worse, Qing Mo has lost almost half of his body.
I don’t know when my cultivation will recover.
Jiujiu and Chaochao immediately looked at Qingmo, their expressions were surprisingly consistent, and they both looked worried.
Qing Mo raised his hand and touched the heads of the two children and said with a smile: "I'm fine too, your father is not that weak."
"Mom, can you make something for me and Chaochao to eat? It's been a long time since we've eaten what mom made." Jiujiu looked at Jin Yan expectantly, and Jin Yan smiled brightly and nodded, "Of course.
, let’s go, I’ll make something delicious for you.”
The family of four walked back happily, which made many people envious. They felt that this family of four was like an ordinary family with the simplest happiness.
So Qing Mo cherishes this hard-won happiness very much. All of this was brought to him by Jin Yan, so if he loses Jin Yan, all of this will disappear. He would rather lose nearly half of his cultivation.
Rescue Jin Yan.
In the kitchen, Jin Yan was busy working, while Qing Mo was helping out. Jiujiu and Chaochao were doing whatever they could, or playing around. There was laughter and laughter, making it very lively and interesting.
The two children happily ate the delicacies made by Jin Yan. After nightfall, the four of them slept on the same bed. This was a rare scene. Most children would not sleep with the two of them. Today was the end of the catastrophe.
, I wanted to have a family reunion, so I slept in the same bed.
"Mom, please tell us a story."
"Okay." Jin Yan touched Jiujiu's hair. The two children were sleeping in the middle. Jiujiu leaned against Jinyan's side, and Chaochao leaned against Qingmo's side.
Jin Yan told several stories that she knew, but the two children were not sleepy at all. They kept pestering her and continued to talk. She talked until her throat was dry and she was a little helpless, "Why don't you go to bed? I don't know."
I’m running out of stories to tell.”
"No, I still want to hear it, mother, continue talking." Jiujiu shook Jin Yan's arm.
Not only Jiujiu and Chaochao wanted to listen, but Qingmo also looked at Jin Yan with innocent eyes, hoping that she would continue talking.
"Do you think of me as a story-telling machine? No more, I want to sleep."
"If you don't tell me, I'll just tickle my mother. Come on, come on, scratch your itch."
"Good class." Chaochao immediately joined Jiujiu's team to scratch Jin Yan's itch, so that Jin Yan had no choice but to surrender. He had no choice but to continue telling them stories. When it was almost dawn, the two children finally fell asleep.
When it was over, Jin Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
She had been prepared to talk for three days and three nights, but fortunately it was only one night.
After the two children fell asleep, Qing Mo moved the two children away and slept beside Jin Yan, "Yan'er, sing to me."
"Yeah?" Jin Yan was surprised, how could this guy make such a request.
"Sing the song you know how to sing, feel free to do whatever you want." Qing Mo seemed to be very consultative and would not decide the song for Jin Yan.
Jin Yan coughed slightly, she was going to lose her voice if she continued like this, but seeing Qing Mo's expectant eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse.