Whether it's huiwenchen's new house or huiencan's Autumn Pavilion, it's OK.

But en can shakes his head: "you don't come back all year round. You come back with difficulty. The child is ill. I'm still the child's aunt, anyway. How can I not stay with you?"

Originally born from the same root, she knew each other's character too well. When Zhen can saw her saying that, she would not advise her anymore.

Wen Chen stood quietly aside, staring at the little girl in bed, and saw that she was also mischievous to blink at herself.

Although ill, but the spirit seems good.

And the character is good, very optimistic, very strong.

This is a heartbreaking and very pleasant and sensible McDull.

Wen Chen walked forward two steps and smiled at the child, who also grinned.

He thought and said, "well, then you two will lay the floor on the side, but you will sleep first.

I'm watching McDull by the bed. "

After all, it's not a matter of letting two girls stay up late without rest.

EN can was a little unhappy. Looking at Wen Chen, he said, "you go back first."

Wen Chen: "no way back."

It's not easy for him to come here and meet her. It's the same time.

Whether it's the love for en can or the love for growing up with Zhen can, he can't leave.

Although Fang Mucheng lives in his small building, he comes out by taking care of Luoxi, so Fang Mucheng won't disturb him.

Seeing that they were in a stalemate, Zhen can was upset and said, "go back first."

Wen Chen and en can said in unison, "don't go back."

Zhencan sighed and wiped her face: "let's keep it together."

"Good," they said in unison

Jane can suddenly chuckled and thought, if I don't know, I still think that Wen Chen and en can are twins. Otherwise, how could they have such telepathy and always have the same voice?

So they surrounded and guarded the McDull.

The little girl on the bed was red with a burning face, but she smiled sweetly: "I like Uncle Fang."

McDull is more like a boy and likes to play with him.

She smiled, closed her eyes and listened to en can continue to tell her stories.

Unconsciously, the night outside the window became a lot lighter.

Light blue gradually appeared in the sky.

There was a layer of sweat on the child's forehead. Zhen can wiped it carefully. En can took out the thermometer.

37.3 degrees.

Everyone is at ease.

Because the child's fever has gone down.

And en can is also sitting on the chair, lying beside the child's small bed and sleeping.

She was covered in a thin blanket.

Zhen can and Wen Chen look at each other and do two actions.

Wen Chen is very clever to come forward, will love the girl horizontal embrace, step by step out of the room.

In the night, he took her to the next room and put her gently on the bed.

Watching and watching by her side, Wen Chen didn't sleep all night.

At dawn, he kissed her on the cheek, left a note and was ready to leave.

Just opened the door, but found Jane can looking at him downstairs, he smiled a little accidentally: "McDull is not fever? Why don't you rest? "

"The child wants to have fruit porridge. I'll come down and make it for her." Zhencan said, looking up at the eye tower, and said, "I've heard that you are very hard, so Encan is not suitable to be with you.

But I am such a sister, I sincerely hope she is happy.

Wen Chen, I can see that you are sincere to en can for so many years, and I hope you can do your father's work well and find a way to balance.

When I came back from the hospital that day, en can hid in my place. I was sad to hear her crying in the middle of the night.

She has a strong personality and self-esteem. I can't always talk about it.

I hope you can work hard for her and your feelings, and your efforts will be rewarded. "

Wen Chen's ambition is to win for en can.

He can't lose her.

But looking at Zhencan in front of him, he was very distressed: "because I grew up together, so in my heart you are the same as xunchan and Shengning, all my brothers and sisters.

Zhen can, I've wanted to ask about this sentence for a long time, but I dare not.

Today I want to ask you: is McDull's father really dead

Zhen can's eyes darkened and nodded, "HMM."

Wen Chen took a deep look at her.

She can't tell the true from the false.

But before he left, he said: "if you need any help, just say it.

I don't think it's easy for you to take your children so hard.

If you really die, you should put down the past and start again. The child is small and needs a father so that you can have a complete home.

I heard that you refused to meet, Zhencan. Don't dislike my wordiness. The more you refuse, the more I feel that McDull's father is not dead.

If one day I find him alive, or do anything sorry to you, I will beat him. "

Wen Chen left directly.

Zhen can knows that Wen Chen treats her as her own sister, because every word Wen Chen said, Xun can, her own brother, also said it to her.

Wen Chen went back to the small building and went upstairs to have a look.

Luoxi and the baby didn't get up. There was no movement in the room.

He told Xiaofu to keep it. If there was any movement, he would call him. He would mend his sleep.

And in the room.

It's a warm and cruel dog.

The baby lies quietly in Luo Xi's arms. Luo Xi's big hands rub on her stomach, asking with concern, "is it still painful?"

The baby hummed, just like a pig: "mmm."

Although Rosie knew that his palms didn't work much.

After all, his hand is not a remedy for dysmenorrhea.

But he will take her as his food. As long as she is comfortable, he can do anything.

In Luoxi's palm, Baobao led a queen like life and spent her first vacation safely.

A week later, she took a bath happily, practiced Kung Fu in the yard, and led Zhao Zhao around the lake.

It's really comfortable, and the spirit is better. I can't stop for a moment.

She went to knock on Luoxi's study door, went in and said: "Xi!

It's time for me to meet Brother Yun.

I'd like to meet their brothers. After all, the deadline for returning to Dongzhao is coming. "

Rosie looked up at her.

All the things of dongzhaoguo were taken away by him, including the keepsakes sent by her father later, which were all locked in the bank safe.

She would not have gone back without media.

But why, when the time limit for returning to Dongzhao country is nearer, does his right eye keep jumping?

When writing, one's mind becomes inclined.

A little bit of smoke permeates the tip of the pen in the past, and the Sanskrit sound is brilliant.

Feng Ruoyun sat quietly in front of the case, devoutly copying the Scriptures and praying for the peace of the Xia Hou ryin I.

The ancient scrolls rolled up before the case are about to pile up into hills.