Jing Shao's little ancestor became popular

The VIP ward at night was very quiet, and it seemed that only the heartbeats of two people could be heard. Song Nanyan hugged her knees and sat on the chair of the accompanying hospital bed. The light above her head fell on her delicate side face, adding to the A soft and beautiful atmosphere.

When she said ten 57, she couldn't help exuding a very gentle temperament, attracting the man next to her from the inside out.

Jiang Yan stared at her figure silently, a mixed feeling swept through his heart at the same time.

After a long time, he finally said with difficulty, "Nanyan, is it really impossible for us to be together again?"

He wanted to give her a home, give the two children a warm home, and make up for everything that was missing.

Song Nanyan was stunned when he heard the words. Time passed by every minute and every second. Jiang Yan looked at her side face nervously. She was just about to say something when someone pushed the door open and walked in with Jiang Yan's change of clothes. came in.

So the conversation had to stop, and Song Nanyan went into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Jiang Yan was left staring at the dark night outside the window in a daze.

In the bathroom, Song Nanyan simply finished rinsing, removed her makeup, and applied lotion. The phone vibrated beside her. She turned off the water, wiped off the water on her hands with a tissue, and then picked up the phone.

"Brother, is it difficult to take care of children?"

Song Yubai replied on the phone, "No, Fifteen and Seventeen are very good, I just want to say good night to you before going to bed. I'll give them the phone."

"it is good."

Song Nanyan answered the phone calls of the two cuties while wiping her hair with a towel.

Seventeen got the mobile phone first, and a clear and loud "Mummy" came through the phone. When Song Nanyan heard the voices of the two babies, her whole heart softened. The grievances and exhaustion of the day disappeared.

"Hey, does Xiao Shiqi miss Mommy?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yan's ears pricked up outside, wanting to hear the conversation between Song Nanyan and the two little babies, but the voice was too low and too far away for him to hear, so Jiang Yan thought Without even thinking about it, she just lifted the quilt, took the infusion tube and walked to the bathroom door, with her ears pressed against the wall.

"Shiqi misses Mommy, uncle said Mommy has to work, Shiqi is very obedient."

"Okay, seventeen is good, what about brother, is brother good?"

"Brother is cool, brother is not good." Seventeen continued in a childish voice, and fifteen's cold voice came over, "Seventeen is an idiot, Mommy has to work, don't bother her."

"But I miss Mommy." Seventeen pouted, holding the phone in her chubby little hand, looking at Fifteen, so wronged that she was about to cry.

What Song Nanyan told Song Yubai was that he had to be filming tonight and was busy with work, so he couldn't come back. Even if he really missed Mommy on the fifteenth day, he would be very obedient and say no.

Song Nanyan held the mobile phone and heard the conversation between the two brothers and sisters. She wished she could go to accompany the two babies now.
"Seventeen is good, Mommy will come back tomorrow morning to accompany Seventeen. Seventeen is obedient and sleeps with his brother obediently. If you have anything to ask uncle."

Shiwu took the phone and answered, "Mummy, I will take care of Shiqi, and you should take care of yourself too."

"Fifteen is too sensible." Song Nanyan couldn't help but confess to his son, "Ma Ma loves you."

After a while, Song Yubai's voice came in,
"You work hard, Shi Qi will be clamoring for you right now, and you'll be fine after coaxing you to sleep, don't worry."

"Thank you brother, I will go back tomorrow morning."

Song Yubai's tone didn't change, "Take care of yourself and come back to take care of the children after you have a good rest. I have a babysitter on the fifteenth and seventeenth, so it's fine."

"okay."

"By the way, didn't you talk about the enrollment of fifteen and seventeen last time? Have you completed the formalities?"

"Not yet, I haven't got the documents yet. The identity certificates and household registration of the fifteenth and the seventeenth have to be registered." Speaking of this, Song Nanyan scratched his hair with a headache, "I won't be busy in a few days I'll ask when the time comes."

"Okay, call me if you need to."

"Okay, thank you brother."

"Thank you for what my sister said, and take care of yourself."

Song Nanyan continued to chat with Fifteen and Seventeen for a while, and put the two children to sleep. Almost half an hour had passed. She put the phone aside, and when she was about to take off the bath towel and put on her pajamas, a voice came from outside the door. A noise startled her,
"Who?"

Then he quickly changed into his nightdress and went out. Jiang Yan didn't have time to lie back on the bed, holding the infusion tube in one hand and awkwardly not knowing where to put it in the other.

Song Nanyan stared at him, "Why are you standing here?"

Then he noticed that the infusion tube in his hand was returning blood, and immediately blamed him,

"What are you doing? Are you a child? The blood has returned, so lie down quickly."

Jiang Yan was scolded all over his face by her, instead of being angry, he smirked cheerfully. Song Nanyan lifted the quilt and let him lie on the bed, the man's lips were still smiling.

Song Nanyan couldn't bear it anymore, "Did you get hit in the head? You keep giggling?"

The smile on Jiang Yan's face immediately froze, and he half sat on the bed resentfully, but after a while, he rested his chin with the hand that hadn't been needled and stared at Song Nanyan.

Song Nanyan was tidying her nurse's bed, and she could feel two strong eyes staring behind her all the time, making her feel uncomfortable. She couldn't bear to throw off the quilt in her hand, and turned her head to meet his gaze.

"Master Jiang, if you have something to say, just say it, don't stare at me?"

Jiang Yan rested his chin, a smile curled up on the corner of his lips, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness towards her alone,

"Nanyan, you just scolded me because you were worried about me, right?"

Song Nanyan waited for a long time but didn't expect him to say this, and snorted coldly, "I'm worried that you will be beaten mentally retarded today, and then I will be responsible for the rest of your life."

The man stared at her for a while, "Then how can I make you responsible for the rest of my life?"

Song Nanya rolled her eyes unceremoniously, "Dream."

The man smiled instead of anger, and looked at her leisurely, "Nan Yan, do you really not think about me?"

Song Nanyan said in a decisive voice without hesitation, "I don't think about it."

Jiang Yan clutched his chest, pretending to be heartbroken, "No, my heart hurts."

Song Nanyan spread the quilt, walked to him and looked at the remaining liquid, and found that there was still half a bottle left. She took a book and sat down beside him, ignoring him.

The clock hanging on the wall was ticking and ticking, and the time passed by every minute and every second. He kept staring at her, reluctant to look away. Finally, he had a second to spend alone with her tonight. Clocks don't want to be wasted.

Song Nanyan couldn't read the book, so he raised his head and looked at him unbearably, "What are you doing?"

"I want to look at you." Without blinking his eyes, he spoke in a serious tone, staring at her eyebrows and eyes carefully.

Song Nanyan closed the book impatiently, and stood up, "I'll go to the corridor to get some air, you can just stay by yourself."

Jiang Yan stared at her back reluctantly, and had to look away after a while.

After Song Nanyan left, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call, "Help me find out about Shi 57's going to school."

In 10 minutes, Song Nanyan pushed the door open and entered. Once he entered, he met Jiang Yan's deep eyes again. The man's peach blossom eyes were already seductive, and with that delicate and impeccable face , she wondered if she would have to surrender if she was stared at by him any longer.

Song Nanyan rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, then closed the door, "Can you stop staring at me?"

"Is it stressful for me to stare at you?" The man smiled, "It seems that Nanyan still cares about me, otherwise she wouldn't notice my gaze."

Song Nanyan looked at him expressionlessly, "I think you look like a pervert when you keep staring at me."

Jiang Yan, "."

When it was time to turn off the lights, Song Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief after the liquid was finished, and finally he didn't have to open his eyes to face this nerve-challenging man anymore.

She turned her back to him, deliberately not wanting to talk to him, lifted the quilt on the hospital bed, wrapped herself in her clothes, and fell asleep. In the dark night, there was a persistent sentence from the man,
"Good night."

Song Nanyan ignored him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day.

I don't know if it's because she was in the hospital. Anyway, Song Nanyan didn't sleep well all night, and the hospital had to come for rounds early in the morning, so she got up in the early hours of the morning. After tidying up, it was almost time, so she picked up her coat and Purse, wear a mask and go outside.

Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat, thinking she was about to leave, and immediately asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Nanyan replied patiently, "Go buy you breakfast, and I'll be back in a while. What do you want to eat?"

The man behind him smiled instantly, "Okay, I want to eat whatever you buy."

The latter directly gave him a speechless expression, closed the door and left.

Jiang Yan happily stared in the direction of her departure, not feeling at all whether his behavior was naive.

Ten minutes later, someone pushed the door and entered. Jiang Yan kept staring at the direction of the door, but when he saw a man who opened the door, the light in his eyes immediately went out.

When Jing Xiunian walked in, he saw all the changes in the eyes of the man on the hospital bed. The slender right leg of the one that just stepped in stopped by the door, looking at the lively appearance lying on the hospital bed, cold snort
"Did I go wrong, or was it not me who was expecting to come?"

Jiang Yan waved his hand, "Go in if you have something to do, don't ink."

Only then did Jing Xiunian cast a cold glance at him, and then walked in with his slender legs, leaving the door open.

Jiang Yan stared at his empty hands, "You came to see the patient without bringing anything?"

Jing Xiunian walked over, looked up and down at the ruddy Jiang Yan, his handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, and his tone was mocking,
"You think I'm the woman in your family who loves you? Are you still pretending to be in front of me?"

In fact, when Jing Xiunian heard that Jiang Yan was injured and hospitalized, he wanted to come to see him last night, but he heard from Jing Siyu that he was just pretending and it wasn't that serious, so he didn't come over.