Ye Moyan leaned over to kiss her, but was pushed away by Ling Xuewei.
"I'm telling you seriously... don't try to change the subject for me!" Ling Xuewei glared, "What did I tell you before I left? I told you to be good. When I come back, is this how you take care of yourself?"
"Did you say that?"
Ye Moyan actually pretended to be stupid.
"You're still pretending to me!"
Ling Xuewei was immediately furious, and she immediately started to twist Ye Moyan.
However, Ling Xuewei's offensive was stopped by someone with a smile, and her hand fell into Ye Moyan's palm, "Little girl, you are getting more and more courageous."
His tone of voice was so doting that it could almost bring tears to his eyes.
"These injuries are not painful." Ye Moyan raised his hand and gently touched Ling Xuewei's face.
He paused before continuing.
"Compared to my heart, this pain is nothing."
Ling Xuewei pursed her lips and her eyes suddenly turned red.
"Tsk, tsk, little girl, are you crying again?" Ye Moyan scratched Ling Xuewei's nose, "Look at your eyes, they are as red as a rabbit."
"Do you still have the intention to tease me?" Ling Xuewei felt really distressed and sad.
However, being interrupted by Ye Moyan, her originally heavy mood relaxed a lot.
"My little girl, you are crying and laughing, you don't know what I did to you." Ye Moyan looked at Ling Xuewei steadily, the smile in his eyes became even stronger.
Ling Xuewei pulled Ye Moyan, knowing that he didn't want to say more, so she stopped asking.
This man has always been like this.
If she wants to know these things, she can ask Guan Zhixing and she won't be afraid that she won't be able to find out.
"It's still early, why don't you sleep with me for a while?"
"Um."
Ye Moyan hugged Ling Xuewei into his arms.
Ling Xuewei rested her head on Ye Moyan's arm, leaned against his chest, listened to his pounding and powerful heartbeat, smelled the familiar scent of his body, and suddenly felt so happy.
Listening to his low-pitched voice is even more reassuring on a night like this.
"Mother, mother..."
Suddenly, Ling Xuewei heard some anxious calls. The little guy didn't know what kind of nightmare he had, and he kept calling her name while waving his little hands.
"Be good, little bit, mother is here, mother is here."
Ling Xuewei hurriedly stood up and went over, hugged Diandian, patted his back gently and coaxed him.
After a while, Diandian finally fell asleep again. But his little hand kept holding her and never let go.
The little guy never forgets this when he sleeps. He is obviously very insecure. Unexpectedly, Diandian, who seems to be the most sensible, is actually the most uneasy.
Ling Xuewei felt heartbroken.
"It's my fault. They must have suffered a lot in the past three years."
Ling Xuewei lay directly next to Diandian and gently coaxed him to sleep.
Suddenly she felt a weight behind her, and then her body was hugged from behind. Ye Moyan silently comforted her.
From now on, she will not go anywhere, but stay with them at home.
Make up for the shortcomings of these three years.
Looking at Mianmian and Diandian's soft little faces, her heart almost melted.
Ling Xuewei kissed them on the forehead and patted them gently.
This night passed quickly.
…
When Ling Xuewei opened her eyes again, she was faced with two pairs of big, flickering eyes. Diandian and Mianmian were lying in front of her, their big black and white eyes staring straight at her, without blinking.
Seeing that she was awake, the two little guys immediately showed bright smiles and said, "Mom, I'm awake."
"What are you doing here? Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Dad said that mother is tired and asked her to sleep more."
"Mom, give me a hug..."
Mianmian opened her little hands and acted coquettishly at her.
Ling Xuewei's heart softened, she got up and picked up Mianmian. When she met the little babbling eyes on the side, she understood in her heart and hugged him too.
"It's getting heavier, and it's growing taller."
Diandian lowered his head shyly. Now that he is seven years old, he already looks like a little boy.
In front of others, he is quite calm, but in front of his mother, he is still the coquettish little girl.
"Dian Dian will grow taller. I will protect my mother in the future."
She patted her little chest with a serious look on her face.
He still couldn't forget the scene when he saw his mother seriously injured and lying in his father's arms.
He could never forget that scene.
"Diandian..."
Ling Xuewei's eyes were sore, she hugged Diandian's little body and said softly, "Mother knows, mother has always known that our Diandian is the bravest child."
"And me!" Mianmian was not far behind and said immediately, "Mianmian also protects my mother! The bad guy is coming, Mianmian beat him away!":
The little guy waved his pink and tender little fists, and his breasts were fierce.
Ling Xuewei was very happy to see her.
"Okay, okay, both of you protect your mother."
Ling Xuewei kissed each of their little faces, "But now, let mother protect you. When you grow up, you can protect mother."
"good!"
The three of them stayed together for a long time. It wasn't until the housekeeper called that Ling Xuewei washed the little ones and went downstairs to eat.
I had dinner with the old man and chatted all afternoon.
Until evening, someone came to report that Di Jian and Rong Batian were here.
"Please come in quickly."
"Girl, they must be here to see you, that's fine. Just talk to them. As for Diandian Mianmian..."
"It's okay, let them follow me."
"Okay, butler, let's get some more food and wine."
After the instructions, the old man left, specifically leaving space for Ling Xuewei.
Soon, the servants brought Di Jian and others in.
"Xiao Wei'er!"
"Sister Ling!!"
Di Jian and Rong Murongxia rushed over and looked at her excitedly, their eyes turning red.
Di Jian hugged Ling Xuewei when she came up, and her tears fell immediately.
"cough."
Later, Uncle Rong coughed, and Di Jian let go, "I was so excited, I knew that you girl would not die so easily! Great, now that you are back, you don't even know that we have been here for more than three years
worry about you!"
"Godfather, don't cry."
Mianmian hugged his legs, Di Jian wiped her nose, squatted down and picked her up, "My godfather is happy if he doesn't cry."
"Son."
Uncle Rong stepped forward. Although he was not as excited as Di Jian and others, his eyes were also slightly red.
"Uncle Rong."
"It's good that the young master comes back safely."
Rong Batian suppressed his excitement, Ling Xuewei's heart warmed slightly, and she looked at Rong Murong Xia, "These two boys have also grown taller."
"Sister Ling..."
"Okay, don't stand and talk. Sit down."
The group of people sat down and started talking.
Uncle Rong and the others naturally wanted to know how Ling Xuewei survived, and Ling Xuewei didn't hide it.
After learning that it was the effect of Jinglian Lihuo, Di Jian slapped her thigh.
"Look, look, I'll tell you! This Niziji has her own destiny, so there will definitely be no problem! People say that she will bring harm to her for thousands of years, but she is such a little trouble, how can she be so easy to burp?"
"Little trouble? Who are you talking about?" Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows.
