She and he were still standing at the door. Before the door was fully opened, she heard the sound of small footsteps running towards the door from inside, and the sound of loud breathing.

Maybe it was the servant Wen Jili hired regularly. He hadn't stayed at the Blue Lake Villa for nearly a month. Maybe the servant was doing some cleaning inside. When he knew he was coming, he hurried to open the door!

Yes, that must be the case!

The servants were doing sanitation inside, so the lights were on. It was precisely because they were doing sanitation that they were breathing so hard!

However, God did not give Qin Jing too much time to deceive himself. Before the people inside had time to run in front of the two of them, the sound of a child crying could be heard inside, at the top of his lungs, crying at the top of his lungs! [

Her closed eyes opened instantly, and then she saw Luo Yi running in front of the two of them with messy hair. He didn't pay attention to Qin Jing next to him, and just stared at Wen Jili with extremely anxious eyes.

"Li, Xiaochi has a stomachache... I gave him medicine when he was sleeping, but it still hurts. I, I don't know what to do..." Luo Yi must have been really scared, and his voice was a little faint.

Trembling, eyes narrowed in panic.

Qin Jing glanced at Wen Jili's other hand hanging by her side, which was being held tightly by Luo Yi's sleeves. Her piercing eyes told Qin Jing that he was everything to her, so

, her child was sick, and the first person she subconsciously looked for was him.

Her heart suddenly became as quiet as a pool of stagnant water that had never experienced any waves. The sour and sour emotions she usually felt were gone. She stared at the hand that was still wrapped in his palm. She squeezed it in discomfort and was about to pull away.

, but he didn't give her time, so he let go of her hand first, followed her pace, and walked quickly to the living room.

The hand that was surrounded by warmth one second was immediately cold and cold the next second, frozen in the air, like a clown waiting for someone to hold it, but no one paid attention to it, leaving it hanging in the air, embarrassing and awkward

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Luo Yi stood nearby, glanced at Qin Jing apologetically and pityingly, and then quickly ran towards the hall.

Qin Jing slipped the small satchel off her arm and dropped it. She calmly used her right hand to cover her hand that was frozen in the air. The palm of her right hand met the cold fingertips of her left hand. A chill went straight into her heart, making her numb.

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She told herself calmly, Qin Jing, be good, no one is holding you, no one is holding you, it doesn't matter, at least you still have your right hand to hold your left hand, and the palm of your right hand can warm the cold fingertips of your left hand.

Holding her hands together in an extremely weird posture, she calmly raised her eyes. On the familiar sofa, she saw Wen Jili picking up the child who had been rolling on the sofa covered with soft cushions.

He held the child's waist with one hand and reached into the child's abdomen with the other hand.

His warm palm rubbed the child's abdomen back and forth. His face was as kind as a father who loves his child, constantly comforting the crying child. His always cool and elegant face was as warm as the March sun. It was so warm that it made people's hearts heat. She

But he was shivering from the cold.

"Dad... it hurts... my stomach hurts..."

The child held Wen Jili's hand tightly with both hands and kept muttering "Daddy". Tears overflowed from his closed eyes. Wen Jili patted the child's back gently, his movements were extremely gentle, while Luo Yi stood aside,

He also comforted the sobbing child anxiously.

In a family of three, even if the child is sick and crying in pain, he is anxious and worried because his parents are by his side. Things that are not good at first seem so warm and happy in this cold winter.

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Chapter completed!