Tong Caiwei blushed and lightly beat his chest twice, "Not serious."
Ye Fan chuckled lightly and hugged her without any explanation.
She exclaimed and hurriedly hooked his neck, fearing that he would fall down. Her heartbeat was beating like a drum, thumping like a drum.
He lowered his head, his dark green eyes seemed to be rippling with the softest water waves in the world, and stared at her affectionately, "If my immorality can make you forget those unpleasant things, I would rather be more immoral."
Second-rate."
Tong Caiwei was silent for a few seconds, knowing that he wanted to stop herself from being sad about the past.
But, how could she not be sad?
She and Tong Mengqi had been dependent on each other for such a long time. No matter how ignorant Tong Mengqi was, after her death, she no longer thought about all the bad things.
Before she died, Tong Mengqi probably still hated her.
She is still so young.
Thinking of this, I started to feel sad again.
Ye Fan sighed softly and carried her upstairs.
Entering the bedroom, he gently placed her on the bed, while he sat on the edge of the bed and let her lean in his arms.
He gently stroked her soft and shiny hair. In his heart, Tong Caiwei was both his wife and a child who needed his care and pampering.
In fact, he liked to pamper her like a child.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. His voice was gentle and low, as if he was whispering love words in her ear.
In the quiet night, the soft and warm light cast on her fair and delicate cheeks, and her long trembling eyelashes were already stained with a sparkling crystal teardrop.
He lowered his head again, kissed her gently, held the tears on her eyelashes in his mouth, laughed lowly, put his soft and warm lips against her eyelids, and murmured in a low voice,
"You little girl who loves to cry, I don't think even Tangtang is as crying as you."
When Tong Caiwei heard this, she immediately blushed and retorted, "Who said I love to cry? I don't like to cry."
Ye Fan pinched her cheek and said with a smile, "There are still the rainbow candies sold yesterday in the candy shop. Why don't I give them to you?"
"I...why should I eat that candy? Only children like to eat it." Tong Caiwei sniffed, her eyes widened, and she seemed a little angry.
Ye Fan only thought that she was so cute with her bulging face, wide eyes, and red cheeks.
Especially, her eyes were still filled with tears, watery and misty, looking aggrieved and pitiful.
"I heard that crying children like to eat sweets, and they won't cry after eating sweets." Ye Fan's voice clearly had a hateful smile, but the expression on his face was serious.
"I'm not a child."
Tong Caiwei pushed him away unconvinced, her eyes widened even more, and she straightened her chest unconsciously because she became even more proudly soft after giving birth. "Ye Fan, let me tell you, I am a mother now."
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Ye Fan smiled and nodded, but he still looked at her lovingly as if concentrating on a child and said, "Well, from some aspects, you are indeed not a child anymore."
Then, he looked at her chest with meaning.
Well, Tong Caiwei has always been in good shape.
Although she is a little thinner, she is still curvy.
Now, of course, he is even more satisfied. What he could grasp with one hand before is now almost beyond his reach.