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The first thousand one hundred and eighty-three chapters return

"Do you like listening to music? How about I sing a song for you?" Ye Han touched the little guy's little face. At this moment, he felt the mood of being a father. In front of this little guy, he was not the one in the world.

The incomparable Ye Han is just an ordinary father who loves his son as much as his life.

The little guy touched Ye Han's face and nodded to him. His pink and tender hands almost melted Ye Han's heart!

Ye Han's voice seemed a little hoarse, and he slowly sang a ballad;

The dark sky hangs low, accompanied by bright stars!

The insects are flying! The insects are flying!

Who are you missing!

The stars in the sky weep, and the roses on the ground wither!

The cold wind is blowing! The cold wind is blowing!

As long as I have you with me!

Insects fly! Flowers sleep

One pair after another is beautiful

………

The hoarse voice sang out sentence by sentence from Ye Han's mouth, and a teardrop slowly dropped from his eyes full of vicissitudes of life, which was wiped away by the little guy's pink and tender hands. His little hands worked hard on Ye Han's eyes.

Rubbing it on Ye Han's face, no matter how many tears were left on Ye Han's face, he would gently wipe them away with his pink and tender hands!

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Prajna and Ji Diewu, who were standing behind Ye Han, were both infected and sighed!

Feifeng and others also sniffed and turned around, fearing that they would shed tears by this tender scene!

At this time, a Zilong general who had already gone to inform came out with Huang Nishang, Yan Zihan and Huofeng. Looking at the returning man and listening to the hoarse a cappella singing, the three women's faces also showed emotion.

Crystal tears!

Not afraid of darkness, just afraid of heartbreak!

No matter if you are tired or not!

No matter north, south, east or west!

After singing "Chong Er Fei", several women around her shed tears.

Ye Han picked up the little guy from the ground and smiled at the three girls; "I'm back!"

With the sound of "I'm back", the three women couldn't bear it any longer. They ran towards Ye Han and hugged Ye Han. The smell of the man's body had not changed, and his chest was still as strong and warm.

All around, the Gu clan masters guarding Phoenix Villa also appeared one after another. They looked at the returning young man with knowing smiles on their faces. This day has finally arrived!

Ye Han hugged the little guy and stood close to the three girls. The feelings between them were all unspoken. For Huang Nishang and the others, Ye Han's return was the best gift God had given them.

At this time, Yan Qingmu also walked out of the villa in the villa, covering her mouth and sobbing. Her son's return gave her someone to rely on in this family. In the more than a year since Ye Han was gone, she had to bear the pain alone.

Despite the pain of losing her husband, she still had to be strong to support the family. She was always worried about Ye Han who was abroad and looked forward to his return!

Seeing Yan Qingmu appear at the door of the villa, Ye Han's nose felt sour. He hadn't seen Yan Qingmu for more than a year. Although Yan Qingmu's appearance had not changed much, gray hairs had appeared on her temples. It was hard to imagine her.

How much pressure did I endure for more than a year?

"Mom, I'm back!"

Ye Han put down the little one, walked towards Yan Qingmu, and held her tightly in his arms. When the madman died in Qilian Mountain, he could not accompany Yan Qingmu through the most difficult period.

As a son, Ye Han failed in his duties. As a husband, Ye Han also failed to meet the standards. As a father, Ye Han was also unqualified. However, in the face of fate, no one is perfect. All Ye Han can do is try his best to make up for them!

"It's good to be back. Mom has been looking forward to this day for a long time!" Yan Qingmu, who had never shed a tear in front of outsiders since the death of the madman, burst into tears in her son's arms. She had endured too much and had been suppressed for too long.

Need a chance to vent. (To be continued)


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