Chatper 326 (2/2)

He Qiaoyan was too complicated for her to understand.

She also didn't want to spend any more time trying to figure out his thoughts.

After Qin Yiyue's hand hesitated, she deleted the text message of blessing, turned over and lay down on the bed.

The little guy who was soundly asleep seemed to feel that she had already laid down, and rolled into Qin Yiyue's arms consciously.

Qin Yiyue hugged his soft little body, remembering the stupid things he did during the day, and pinched his little butt.

Who does this brat look like?

She wasn't so bearish when she was a child, was she?

It can only be like another person.

Qin Yiyue thought sadly, thinking of that birthday greeting message, she couldn't help feeling depressed again.

She is thirty years old, has children, relatives, and friends, but what is the matter with the emptiness in her heart?

Is it because she doesn't know how to be grateful, or because she asks too much.

As far as she is now, there are only two men who have entered her heart in the name of love.

One is Zhou Ziyang, and the other is He Qiaoyan.

Zhou Ziyang was a youthful and ignorant first love, which ended hastily before the love was deep; He Qiaoyan was the one who brought her mature love and a real marriage.

To put it bluntly, the only person who gave her a taste of love was He Qiaoyan.

She didn't know if she could still accept another man lying beside her, doing the things she and He Qiaoyan had done and the sweet and warm words they had said.

Deep down in her heart, she felt that those things and those words should only be done with He Qiaoyan.

It would be wrong to do it with other people.

Qin Yiyue rubbed her face uncomfortably, and silently complained about her hypocrisy and overthinking.

The world is so big, why did she hang herself on the tree of He Qiaoyan? This way of death is not very beautiful.

Qin Yiyue was thinking wildly, and fell asleep in a daze.

Dimly, she vaguely felt a pair of warm and powerful arms hugging her and Xiao Yuyu.

Xiao Yuyu opened her eyes and called the man Dad.

When the little guy just learned to speak, many people teased him and asked him to call him Ning Fang's father.

But the little guy kept his mouth tightly shut every time, and never opened his mouth.

The little guy spoke in a particularly sloppy manner this time.

Qin Yiyue rolled her eyes silently, thinking that this little bastard was in desperate need of a beating.

As Qin Yiyue thought about it, she felt something soft touch her lips, and it was still sucking gently.

Qin Yiyue wanted to resist, but someone grabbed her hand.

The force was not heavy, but it made her unable to move.

**

the next day.

Qin Yiyue sat up abruptly from the bed, and met the eyes of the little guy next to her.

The little guy's eyes were fixed on her face without blinking.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?" Qin Yiyue reached out and poked him.

Only then did the little guy come back to his senses, "Mum, your mouth is swollen and high."

Qin Yiyue touched her lips upon hearing this, and found that they were indeed a little swollen.

Wasn't what happened last night a dream?

That person is really He Qiaoyan?

Qin Yiyue looked at the serious little guy with a messy face, poked him again, and asked hopelessly: "Baby, do you still have any memory of what happened after you fell asleep last night?"

"I'm asleep."