"Let them stay with you first." Ye Moyan said and stood up.
Ling Xuewei immediately grabbed him and said, "Together."
Looking into Ling Xuewei's eyes, Ye Moyan reached out and rubbed her head, "Be good, okay?"
Ling Xuewei frowned. In fact, since she woke up, she wanted to look at Ye Moyan all the time and didn't want to be separated, even if it was just temporary.
"Oh well."
Ye Moyan let go of his hand in despair.
Ye Moyan's deep eyes flashed, and after a moment, he sighed. He leaned over and hugged the person directly, just like he usually hugged him, "Let's go."
Ling Xuewei subconsciously hugged his neck, and when she came to her senses, she was already in his arms. When she saw the two little guys' lewd looks, Ling Xuewei suddenly turned red.
"Well... how about you let me down? I can leave by myself."
"Be good." Ye Moyan took action directly, patted her butt, and stepped out of the house with long legs.
From behind, two little guys quickly followed.
This man...
Ling Xuewei simply buried her face in his neck and stopped talking.
When they came outside, Ye Moyan carried her to the stone table and carefully covered her with soft cushions to prevent her from catching cold.
As soon as my body became warm, I found that I was wrapped in a fox velvet cloak.
"I'm not cold..." The space is like spring all year round, and Ling Xuewei doesn't feel cold at all.
But when she met Ye Moyan's glance, Ling Xuewei swallowed her words back. Her body felt warm, just like her mood at the moment.
"Sit here obediently, you know?"
"good."
Ye Moyan entered the kitchen. From her position, she could see through the window.
If you want to ask, her happiest moment is probably now, right?
Watching Ye Moyan wash her hands and make soup for her, with her two favorite children by her side...this kind of life is called happiness.
Above her head, cherry blossoms were flying and falling on her body.
The two little guys were chattering around her, sometimes playing and sometimes laughing...
Ye Moyan raised his eyes and fell into the courtyard. Ling Xuewei was sitting obediently, wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis. She was playing a game of catching flower petals with two little guys.
The breeze blew, and the petals fell on her head, hair, and body... She picked up a piece and blew it gently.
Then, laughed.
It was as bright as the warm sun, so beautiful that it shone into his heart like a ray of light.
This scene seemed to be frozen.
Stay in his memory forever.
…
Hot pot, Nuanyang.
family.
Ling Xuewei had a happy meal of hot pot and felt full of energy, so all her discomfort disappeared!
She was holding two soft and fragrant little guys, lying on the soft sofa and spinning around.
Ye Moyan continued to be busy with his official duties, looking at the children and the children having fun, the corner of his mouth raised a gentle arc.
When they got tired of playing, the older one and the younger ones fell asleep directly on the sofa.
Because the sofa is specially made and very large, enough for four or five people to roll over on it. The color is soft off-white, which is her favorite Nordic style. Space has produced three of them in total, one is placed in Space and the other is placed in Maple
There is another living room in Huanju, which is in the Starry Sky Room on the top floor of the "Overpass".
But there are many kinds of pillows, cartoon, classic, simple... The two little guys seem to have inherited her preference for soft and cute things, and they can't put it down for all kinds of cartoon pillows.
The two little guys were beside her, sleeping soundly.
The same goes for Ling Xuewei.
Ye Moyan came over, picked up the fleece blanket on the side, and covered them.
Looking at the three sleeping animals with their arms and legs spread out, his eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
He kissed them on the face respectively, stood up and returned to the desk to work again.
Warm light shines through the windows into the house, and there is silence and tranquility in the air.
The years are quiet and peaceful.
Ling Xuewei has been cultivating in space for a while. These days, Ye Moyan and the two little guys are accompanying her.
She often takes her two little guys to pick fruits, make food, and make wine... and takes them to pick sweet potatoes, corn, and heavy tomatoes, cucumbers, etc.
The two little guys played like clay monkeys every day, but looking at their bright smiles, she felt as if she had been healed and was extremely satisfied.
night.
They would watch the stars together in the courtyard and eat snacks, dried meat, and various duck products made by her. The small courtyard was filled with laughter, their childish voices and the sounds of play.
Days like this go by in a blink of an eye.
It seemed that she was aware of the changes in Ling Xuewei's heart. The two little guys would cling to her every day, and gradually, her original uneasiness gradually faded away.
Although they are still young, mother and son are connected, and they seem to understand it without Ling Xuewei saying anything.
Just like her and Ye Moyan.
Ye Moyan was so keen that he could easily see into her heart and see that she felt helpless and helpless because of what happened during this period. Facing the unshakable disaster and the fragile life, her feeling of compassion and powerlessness was like a lump.
The stones accumulated in her heart, making her breathless.
With great ability comes greater responsibility. She carries the hopes of so many people, but can she really respond to their expectations?
This responsibility is too heavy.
In front of outsiders, Ling Xuewei is their savior, spiritual leader, and pillar.
But behind the scenes, he and they are Ling Xuewei's pillars of support.
…
After Ling Xuewei coaxed the two little ones to sleep, she came to the courtyard.
Ye Moyan was feeding the dumplings when he heard the sound and turned around.
The gentle breeze blew away the flower petals and slowly fell on him. It made the peaceful atmosphere at this moment a little more charming.
The figure seems to melt under the bright moonlight.
When he looked over, the light from the whole courtyard fell on his eyes, shimmering and quiet, like snow or fog, making her heart feel more peaceful.
Everyone said that Mo Jiusu was unpredictable, cold and ruthless. Little did they know, he gave all his tenderness to Ling Xuewei and their two children.
This unique preference belongs to Ling Xuewei's luck.
"come over."
Ye Moyan stretched out his hand to her, just like before, so many times.
Ling Xuewei walked over and held Ye Moyan's hand.
Ye Moyan pulled her to sit down.
"Are you feeling better?"
Ling Xuewei knew what Ye Moyan was asking and immediately said, "Okay, isn't it good to see me like this?"
Her face was pink and tender, full of vitality, and she was back to her full vitality again.
It can be seen that she is not trying to be brave.
Ye Moyan put his arm around her waist and said with picturesque eyes, "Come back when you're tired. I'll be here with you."
Just a few words made Ling Xuewei's nose sore.
She knew what Ye Moyan was talking about. If she couldn't bear the pressure anymore, she could come back at any time. As long as Ye Moyan was around, she could do whatever she wanted to do with peace of mind.
