"That..." Yi Xiaoling just opened his mouth, Yan Shuhan suddenly turned his head and looked at her, which made her heart thump, even forgot to say.

"What's the matter?" Yan Shuhan saw that she was stunned and opened her lips carelessly.

"No, I just want to ask. Do you know about my little aunt? I just came back. I'm not sure. " Yi Xiaoling bit his lip and asked.

"Well." Yan Shuhan answered faintly, but he didn't speak again.

Huh?

Just one word, it's over?

Isn't he supposed to tell her what's going on?

Is his reaction so cold because he doesn't want to mention Yu Xinxing's illness, or because he doesn't want to talk to her

She wouldn't have asked if she had known.

Asked, not answered, but frozen.

Yi Xiaoling lowered his head again, facing his fingers.

But I can't help looking in the direction of Yan Shuhan.

He is very good-looking, which can't be described.

His facial features are completely inherited from Yan Chengchi's, and every part of them seems to have been carefully carved by the creator.

She used to stare at him when she was OK.

I think I'll get tired of it sooner or later.

But after watching it for so many years, she didn't get tired of it. On the contrary, the more she looked, the more beautiful she felt

But now, she can't stare at him blatantly.

Gradually, Yi Xiaoling found that his face, as if not so ugly.

Even the corner of the mouth, but also slowly evoke a trace of radian, smile

Is he in a good mood?

From the corner of Yan Shuhan's eyes, he glimpsed the confusion of her face. From time to time, he peeped into his eyes. The radian of the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

The cold on the body gradually faded down.

The distance from the hospital to Yan's manor is not far.

It only took less than half an hour, but he drove for an hour.

When the car stopped at Yan's manor, Yi Xiaoling on the co driver's seat couldn't carry it and fell asleep.

She leaned back in her seat, curled up slightly, and fell asleep.

The eyebrow center but tightly wring, from time to time of bar Ji a small mouth.

Beautiful face, against the light, a layer of fluffy, like a baby.

Yan Shuhan turned to look at her sleeping face and released his hand holding the steering wheel. He didn't wake her up or get out of the car.

Turn to quietly look at her, eyes, full of the gentle.

I don't know how long it took before he reached for his long finger and gently stroked her eyebrows and eyes and scraped her little nose.

"Well..." Yi Xiaoling's nose itches, sucks his nose, and his eyebrows wrinkle tighter.

She seemed to wake up.

But in the end, he just mumbled, "little husband, I'm so sleepy..."

“....”

Simple words, but like a heavy punch on Yan Shuhan's chest.

She didn't open her eyes and knew that he was the one who was with him at the moment.

In her sleep, the person she dreamed of was not Audrey wittley, but him.

She didn't want him, why did she fall asleep and yell at him

Countless questions poured into his mind.

Yan Shuhan pushed the door open and went around to the front passenger seat.

He opened her door, unfastened her seat belt, bowed his head and kissed her on the lips.

Just a kiss from a dragonfly can't satisfy his yearning for her for a year

Just when he was worried that he would wake her up, Yi Xiaoling instinctively reached out and hugged him, and the whole person rubbed his arms vaguely

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