Ling Su waited for a long time but did not wait for He Yan to speak back, only felt a lightness in his shoulders.

He looked down and found that He Yan turned his head away.

His eyelashes are half drooping, and his eyes are still a little red, stacked in the corners of his eyes in an inexplicable style.Like the sky when the sun sinks and the night falls, it is covered with red and pink clouds.

He didn't bring anything, and He Yanhui's temperament did not allow him to be pitied.

Just plain pretty.

Ling Su felt like a lustful, lustful, obsessed old emperor, who watched his beauty cry, didn't even bother to comfort her, and just stared at her.

"It's okay..." Ling Su found that he could only say this sentence over and over again, with a hint of coaxing the child, "The child has calmed down, why are you still making trouble?"

He Yan turned his head and glanced at Ling Su's stomach, expressing his disdain with silence.

What Dengxi dared to torment Ling Su before he was born.

Ling Su couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Why are you angry with the child?"

"Hug me." He Yan muttered back.

Ling Su couldn't hear clearly at first, so he opened his eyes wide and asked in a good-tempered manner, "What?"

He Yan turned around, raised his chin slightly, with reddish eye circles and a small arrogant expression, and some unreasonable and strong temptation in his voice: "Hug me again."

Ling Su stared at him for a while, then smiled quietly after a while, reached out and hugged He Yan tightly in his arms.

There is a stomach between the two of them, although they hug each other carefully, but this time they are very close.

Ling Su felt the cautious force of He Yanhui's arm - he seemed to be hugging a piece of porcelain.He sighed and patted He Yanhui's back lightly.

He doesn't want to go through anything more.

From the day when He Yanhui entered his life unexpectedly, there might not be anyone else in Ling Su's life.

However, in just a few hundred days, this person could no longer be cut off from his life.

How forgetful after pregnancy, when Ling Su thinks back, he always feels that he and He Yanhui have not experienced too much wind and rain.It seems that there have been very excited emotions before, there have been times when mourning was greater than death, and there were many nights when I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.But most of them can't remember clearly.

Thinking of He Yanhui now, all Ling Su's senses only make him feel very sweet.

It is the sugar water every night, it is the warm yellow floor lamp in the room, and it is the courageous prerequisite for Ling Su to face everything calmly.

Almost at the same time, both of them felt Ling Su's stomach move.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ling Su pressed the button, his whole body froze for an instant, and He Yan, who was about to call the doctor when he bounced up, said, "It doesn't hurt, he just turned over."

He Yanhui's eyes were a little sharp, and when he looked at Ling Su's stomach, he looked like he was facing a formidable enemy: "Are you sure?"

Ling Su took back his hand that was already on the calling bell, and nodded firmly: "I'm sure."

"Give him a name." Ling Su yawned and leaned back on the pillow, and said very plainly, "Is the He family a typographer?"

He Yan shook his head back: "Follow your surname."

Ling Su was a little surprised: "What?"

He has always called the child in his belly Xiao He, but now he suddenly said that he wanted the surname Ling. He was a little unaccustomed to the suddenness, but he didn't refuse: "That's fine."

He Yanhui helped him tuck the quilt, and sat on the chair beside the bed by himself: "Sleep a little longer."

Ling Su lay down obediently, lying on her side with her stomach in her arms.

After the doctor came in and checked, he indicated that there was nothing wrong with He Yanhui. In order not to disturb Ling Su, it was best to go out.

He Yan turned his head and looked at Ling Su for a long time, as if he was afraid that Ling Su would disappear in the blink of an eye.But the doctor had no choice but to say so, He Yanhui still stood up.

But after standing up, he felt as if he was being dragged behind him.

He Yanhui looked back with some doubts, and found that Ling Su lying on the bed was breathing steadily, with a ruddy complexion, and his eyes were well closed.

It was the hand that was tugging at the corner of his back coat.

He was a little dazed, as if he was greatly flattered by Ling Su's retention.

He Yan poked his head back and took a look outside, only to find that Dr. Li had already walked back to the office.

With a calm expression, he put Ling Su's hand back, and walked steadily to the door by himself - and closed the door.

Then he strode back and sat down next to Ling Su's bed again.

The lights in the ward were dimmed by He Yan's callback. He covered Ling Su's eyes with his hands, his palms were dry and warm: "Go to sleep."

Ling Su reached out and hooked He Yanhui's little finger.

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The night is long.

Xiao He was probably tired after making a fuss, and slept with Ling Su until dawn.

When Ling Su woke up, the heavy curtains in the ward were drawn tightly, but he turned his head to check the time and found that it was already noon.

The side of the bed was empty.

Ling Su, who had been prepared for He Yan's return, looked at the empty ward at this time, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"What?" He sat up slowly by himself, touched his stomach and said Hi to little friend Xiao He, "Your father is not here."

He sat on the bed and moved his body a little. Just when he was about to get out of bed and take two steps by himself, he felt movement outside the ward.

The sound insulation of the VVIP ward is very good, almost only when He Yan comes back will there be some movement that can be felt in the ward.

Ling Su was sitting by the bed, turning her head just when He Yan pushed the door open and came in.

When He Yan came back, he saw his lover sitting in the faint light. The moment he looked back, he was more dazzling than the stars in the entire solar system.

Ling Su grinned: "Where did you go?"

"Go home and cook." He Yan took off his coat and stood at the door for a while before he dared to approach Ling Suzou. He put down the heat preservation box on his hand, "I made some noodles."

Ling Su looked at him in surprise: "Such rapid progress?"

"I still have the life skills of putting the noodles in the water and rolling them." He Yan said back, but unconsciously touched his earlobe with his fingertips, "Want to come down for a walk?"

"En." Ling Su stretched out his hand, "Help me."

He Yanhui held Ling Su's arm firmly, trying to pull him up with a little force - but in an instant, Ling Su fell into his arms.

He didn't step back at all, and held Ling Su firmly in his arms.

In the end, he bowed his head innocently: "I didn't try hard."

Ling Su put his forehead against He Yanhui's shoulder, just smiled quietly.

He Yanhui stretched out his hand and opened the curtains, and the sky brightened in an instant.

Only then did Ling Su realize that it was snowing outside.

Christmas is coming, and there are already all kinds of decorations outside. The red and green colors are pressed in the heavy snow, which looks extraordinarily festive.Some shops have already played appropriate music, and most of the people who keep coming in and out of the building are holding what looks like gift bags in their hands.

The white snow outside the window is full and beautiful, and the snow all over the sky seems to be able to cover all the bad things tightly, and then return a gift to the whole world.

"Ling Su?"

Ling Su came back to his senses, and raised his head on He Yanhui's shoulder: "Huh?"

"Let's... get along well." He Yan lowered his head, the breathing of the two blended together, and when they blinked lightly, the ends of the eyelashes touched together, making the existence of the other party very clear.

Ling Su looked at He Yanhui's beautiful eyes, and smiled softly.After a while, he opened his arms slightly with pampering and compromise.

"Mr. He, welcome back."

Nothing else needs to be said.

Ling Su stood on tiptoe slightly, and then He Yanhui took over the sovereignty of this matter.

He hugged Ling Su's waist, letting Ling Su put most of his weight on his arms, and the breathing of the two of them was out of rhythm in an instant.

It's been too long.

He Yanhui bent down, looked at Ling Su's slightly parted lips, and kissed them without hesitation.

The sound of music outside the window flew towards them through the cold air and heavy snow, and the child fell asleep peacefully between the two of them, with a heavy weight and a strong sense of existence, showing his absolute sense of existence.

He Yan's kiss back was trying to pretend to be calm, but it failed after a few seconds.

He is like a traveler who has found his belonging again, the snow is flying outside the window, and he has his whole family in his arms.

From then on, everything else has nothing to do with me, He Yanhui's breath hit Ling Su's eyes.Ling Su closed her eyes, feeling He Yanhui's eager and disorganized enthusiasm.

The wind, the flowers, the snow and the moon wait for no one, so if you want to give it, you will give it a kiss.

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