Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

After Jiayin listened, he would only feel sorry for him even more.

That guy will be proud of it in the future.

An Ziqi blinked and thought about it carefully, as if it was indeed the case.

Xiao Moli raised his eyebrows, "You women, your heart is always too soft."

The guy Ye Wuge just said something casually, so that Jiayin could forgive him, and from then on, he was more devoted to him.

An Ziqi stood up and looked at him with her shoulders folded, "So, do you want me to be harder on you?"

Xiao Mo sweated and said hurriedly, "Uh, no, my wife is the cutest when you are soft-hearted."

An Ziqi squinted, "So, if I am a bit harder to you, I am not cute?"

Xiao Moli was speechless, he now knew what he said so many wrongs.

"No, no matter what kind of wife, she will always be the cutest in my heart."

An Ziqi snorted, "It's late, I'm not cute, go find a cute one, goodbye."

Xiao Moli...

Help!

the other side.

Ye Wuge drove Jiayin and the baby all the way back home.

The baby was already asleep, Jiayin put the baby back in the nursery, and after explaining to the nanny, he went to Ye Wuge's room.

He opened the door and looked around in the room, but he didn't see him.

Jiayin twisted his eyebrows and ran to the bathroom to find no one.

Can't help but get worried, isn't this guy really hurt, right?

After looking for a circle upstairs and downstairs, no one was seen. Jiayin thought for a while, then turned upstairs and went to the top of the building.

In the dark night sky, the moon was hidden behind the thick clouds, only a little nod, and there was not even a trace of starlight around it.

Ye Wuge put one hand in the pocket of his pants, and held a lit cigarette in the other hand.

The faint red firelight extinguished in the night, reflecting a little line on the side of his face.

At this moment, his eyes were looking into the distance, and the faint smoke dangled in front of him, covering the expression on his face, as if to conceal the fluctuations in his heart.

The tall figure looks a little lonely on the empty roof.

Jiayin couldn't help but feel a pain. When she met him in Wei, he was already an unruly boy.

She only knew that she liked him, but she had never thought about it, and had never investigated it. His growth was so distressing.

He was pushed down the stairs at the age of five, almost burned to death in his room at the age of six, and nearly killed by a car at the age of seven.

These are only what she heard from him today. After the age of seven, I don't know how many things she didn't hear.

She couldn't imagine how, at his age, she had to bear all this alone, and how she gritted her teeth and persevered.

Over the years he has been bohemian, playing the world.

She thought he was heartless, so she turned a blind eye to her love and didn't care about her efforts.

She was selfish, only thinking of her own feelings, but never pursued why he became like that.

Those debauchery and unruly are just the thick armor he put on himself in order to protect himself from injury.

If so, who would like to move forward with such a heavy burden every day.

Since he has removed the armor from her, she will be his armor from now on.

Pursing his lips, he reached out and hugged him from behind.

Ye Wuge came back to his senses, squeezed out the cigarette in his hand, flicked his finger, and flicked the cigarette **** to the other side.