"With your small body, you use it to block swords. Do you think you are impatient with life? Are there just a few assassins who think I can't handle it?"
Ling Xuewei was angry.
Continue to ignore it.
"It's not enough to say a few words to you, right? Turn around."
Ling Xuewei didn't move.
A trace of anger flashed in Ye Moyan's eyes, and he forced her head to turn around, "What? I said it wrong?"
"Meow, meow, meow..." Ling Xuewei swung her claws, but not even a layer of his skin was hurt, but it involved the wound on her abdomen, which was so painful that she shed tears.
"What? Did it hurt the wound?"
Ye Moyan nervously looked at her injury, but fortunately it was not serious, but when he saw the little milk cat's aggrieved and watery eyes, his anger gradually dissipated.
"Okay, I won't talk about you anymore, just don't make an example next time, you know?"
Ye Moyan gently picked up the kitten and stroked Ling Xuewei's head, "I can handle those people. I'm not in such a bad state that a kitten comes to save me."
Ling Xuewei knows.
But her body was faster than her head. When she regained consciousness, she had already rushed forward and was completely out of control.
In fact, Ye Moyan also understood, but he couldn't figure out how a kitten had the courage to block his sword. Seeing it lying on the ground covered in blood, what was the panic in his heart.
"You... know me?"
Ye Moyan asked in a low voice.
Ling Xuewei's eyes flickered.
"Or maybe I've seen you before?"
Otherwise, why would you feel familiar from it?
Ling Xuewei opened her mouth, but no words came out.
She wanted to tell Ye Moyan that we not only know each other.
The old oath of love is now gone, and you have completely forgotten me.
You look nervous, but because, deep down in your heart, you actually still remember me a little bit?
If I regain my true form, will you be surprised? Or will you be angry? Or will you drive me away directly?
With all kinds of emotions flooding into her heart, Ling Xuewei hesitated.
It is precisely because she cares that she is so hesitant and thinks so much.
Ye Moyan looked funny when he looked into the little cat's eyes.
I was really stunned that I could talk to a kitten. It was just a spiritual creature, so what if it had a little wisdom?
After all, he is not a human being.
…
After Ling Xuewei woke up, she was detained in the room by Ye Moyan to recover from her injuries. She was not allowed to go anywhere, let alone get out of bed and jump around.
Ling Xuewei was anxious because she was looking for an opportunity to enter the space. Mianmian knew she was injured, but she didn't know how scared she would be!
Although Ling Xuewei had already communicated with her and comforted her, saying that her mother was fine, the little one was still worried because he couldn't see her.
Hearing Bai Ze say that Mianmian was so frightened that she cried when she knew she was injured. Ling Xuewei couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she thought of how scared the little one would be.
She wished she could go in immediately, hug her and explain, but Ye Moyan was always by her side, so she had no chance to go in!
Finally, when Ye Moyan went to take a bath, Guan Zhixing was not there either. Ling Xuewei jumped directly into the space, letting Bai Ze look outside while she went to find Mianmian. The little girl finally saw her longing mother, Hong.
His eyes fluttered over.
"Auntie, be careful of your injuries..."
Yalan's reminder made the little guy's rushing body pause for a moment. Then he thought that his mother was injured. Ling Xuewei knelt down and hugged her soft little body, "Mother is fine. Look, isn't she fine?"
Standing in front of you?"
As he spoke, he got up and turned around in front of her.
The little milk bag stretched out its soft body to hold her, "Mom, you can't lie. My stomach hurts, right?"
Mianmian also knew that she was injured in the abdomen.
Ling Xuewei's heart softened, "It hurts a little, so if you kiss my mother Mianmian, she won't hurt anymore, okay?"
"Really?"
"Um."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that the little one couldn't wait to come forward and give Ling Xuewei a kiss on the face. But that wasn't enough, she turned to the other side and kissed her several times, saying, "Kiss me more and more, and my mother will heal faster."
"
The childish words made Ling Xuewei laugh and feel warm in her heart.
"Auntie, stop standing and go sit in the house." The attentive Yalan noticed that her expression was not right and said quickly. Ling Xuewei nodded and took Mianmian to the house.
In this short time, after sitting down, her back was covered in cold sweat.
"Young Master, are you okay?"
Xiong Cang looked at her worriedly.
Ling Xuewei shook her head, looked into Mianmian's big clear eyes, stretched out her hand and rubbed her head, "Has Mianmian been good these past few days? Have you been naughty?"
"Mianmian is very good... If you don't believe me, ask Brother Lan and Uncle Xiong!"
"Mianmian is great, keep it up..." Ling Xuewei touched Mianmian's head, "Mother is leaving later and can't stay with you for too long. As compensation, can I give you a gift?"
Initially, the little guy was disappointed when he heard that his mother was leaving, but then his eyes lit up when he heard that there was a gift.
"What gift?"
"Here, this is it." Ling Xuewei took out the camera, "Mother told Mianmian what this is, right?"
The little baby nodded his head.
"Here is a gift from mother to Mianmian. In fact, there is a reason why mother can't stay with you all the time. Mianmian knows that mother has been looking for her father, right? Mother tells you good news, mother has been found.
Daddy."
"real?"
The little baby's eyes were wide open and she was so happy, "Mom, did you really find daddy? Didn't mom say that daddy is far away?"
"Well, mother has been found, but father can't come to see Mianmian yet."
"Why?" The little guy suddenly became depressed, "It's because daddy doesn't want to see Mianmian..."
Ling Xuewei's chest froze, and she hugged her distressedly, "Of course not, Mianmian is so cute, how could dad not want to see you. It's just... dad is sick, and in order not to pass the disease on to Mianmian, he can't come see you for the time being."
"Daddy is sick? Is it serious?" The little guy looked nervous.
Ling Xuewei felt soft in her heart, "It's not serious, he will be fine soon. When he gets better, mother will take him to see you immediately, okay?"
"Then...Mother, you must keep your word...you can't lie to Mianmian..."
"Mom will never lie to you."
Ling Xuewei is very grateful to God for giving them such a lovely and sensible daughter. Although her fate is unfortunate, she firmly believes that their family will always be reunited.
Ling Xuewei comforted Mianmian and gave her a "gift" to see.
When Ye Moyan's figure appeared on the screen, Mianmian's eyes widened immediately.
"Wow! It's really daddy! Mom, look! It's daddy!!"
"Mom, daddy is so handsome! But is he sleeping?"
"Mom said that daddy is sick, so mommy must let daddy sleep more, so that he can get better quickly... Just like Mianmian, if you sleep more, you can grow taller..."
