He narrowed his eyes, looked at the two strong little hands, and couldn't bear to open them, and said: "Sleep inside, and wait until he is asleep before leaving."
"Ah?" Sleep inside, his bed?
Lan Xixi felt very bad and wanted to say something, but Bo Zhanye was already lying elegantly beside the child. His indifferent and casual posture was not unnatural or awkward at all.
Also, it was because of Xiao Mo. If she cared about it, it would make her think too much.
Helpless, she had no choice but to kick off her shoes and lie inside.
The quilt was covered, the headlights were turned off, and only the soft wall lamps were left. Everything was warm and quiet.
In the air, there is only each other's breath.
Lan Xixi wanted to convince herself to be indifferent, but across the little Xiao Mo, there was a noble and handsome man. She subconsciously recalled the scene of sleeping with him that night many years ago, and her heart was full of embarrassment, and she couldn't be indifferent no matter what.
This is simply torture!
Unexpectedly, there are even more tortures.
After Xiao Mo fell asleep for a while, she turned over and looked at Bo Zhanye. It caused her head to hurt, so she had to look over.
For a moment, face to face, only a few centimeters apart, their breaths were completely intertwined, creating an indescribable ambiguity and embarrassment.
Lan Xixi's cheeks were not hot and she quickly closed her eyes, not daring to look at him.
That gesture, like that of a deer, stirs people's hearts.
It was hard for Bo Zhanye to believe that she had ever had a man like this. It was even harder to believe that he felt as restless towards her as he did that night four years ago.
Damn it, why do you associate her with four years ago?
Time flows quietly.
Lan Xixi wanted to wait until Xiao Mo fell asleep, then gently take away his hand and slip away. However, after playing for a day, sleepiness swept through her and she fell asleep soon.
And she has a very bad habit of sleeping. She always has to press something to feel comfortable. When Yaya is there, she clings to Yaya, and when she doesn't, she clings to the quilt, so she falls asleep. This is her old habit.
When he started to commit a crime, he instinctively raised his legs and pushed him over.
Xiao Mo was very small and stuck inside. Her long legs fell directly on Bo Zhanye.
Bo Zhan stayed awake that night. He was thinking about letting Lan Jiao live in the villa after she finished her work. After all, children need maternal love so much.
A woman's thin legs suddenly appeared on his legs. His eyes deepened and he moved his legs to avoid them.
"Well..." Lan Xixi stretched out again, raising her legs and pressing them on his legs.
Bo Zhanye pushed away again, and she pressed up again...
I repeated this several times and still couldn't push it away.
In the end, I was worried that it would affect my son, so I had no choice but to let her suppress him.
As a result, Bo Zhanye had his son's little hands and legs, plus a woman's legs...
Tonight, it is destined to be difficult to sleep.
The next day.
"Ding dong ding dong ding~~" The crisp sound of the mobile phone cut through the tranquility of the early morning.
Lan Xixi opened her eyes and saw the simple and modern decorated room. She suddenly realized that this was the room of Bo Zhanye and Xiao Mo, and there was no one around them.
How late did she sleep?
She scratched her hair, stood up, took the mobile phone she had put on the cabinet last night, saw a call from Xiao Duoer, yawned, and answered:
"Hello? Duo'er, morning."
Jiang Duoer did not say hello, but said anxiously: "Xixi, it's not good, something happened to Yaya!"
What!
Something happened to Yaya!
Lan Xixi's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she asked in shock and worry: