Musihan looked at Nanzhi. Her clear and simple face was soft and motherly at the moment. Her long eyelashes were drooping. Her lips were slightly raised. Her smile was light and her lips were glistening.

Her skin is very white, almost no pores can be seen under the warm light, her long hair is soft on her shoulders, and her long and thin fingers are gently patted on the quilt covered by the little ghost.

Musihan squints his dark eyes.

His memory before the age of 12 is vague and blank. I don't know if anyone ever coaxed him to sleep when he was as old as a kid.

It took a few minutes for musihan to walk in.

When Nanzhi saw musihan, she just looked soft, and immediately became alert.

The man is wearing a robe, the belt is loose and tied, showing a strong and beautiful chest, and can see the thin, beautiful and powerful abdominal muscles. The legs are much longer than the average man, the lines are straight, and contain a strong sense of strength.

Nanzhi took his eyes back from him and stopped looking. "Xiaokai is asleep. Go back to sleep --"

before he finished, a small porcelain bottle was thrown in front of her.

Nanzhi pursed her lips and didn't know what he meant.

"The medicine in the bottle is good for the bruises on you."

South Gardenia lips emerged a touch of bitterness and cold irony, "a slap to a sweet date, moo little, this is your usual means."

Mushan went to the bedside and looked at the woman with long eyelashes down. He lifted her long hair, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed it, and rolled it around his fingertips. "I gave you an opportunity to explain."

Nanzhi pats his fingers around her hair, looks up at his handsome and hateful face, "whether I explain it or not, it can't be your reason to humiliate me!"

Mushihan bowed his head, and his handsome face approached Nanzhi. Nanzhi instinctively leaned back. Mushihan put his hands on both sides of her body, and his high nose almost touched her. His mouth was crazily raised. "If you don't explain clearly next time, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Nanzhi is about to swing her arm and slap him in the face.

He clasped her wrists in time, licked the corner of her lips, and smiled, "if you can bear the consequences of beating me, just fight."

He let her go.

Nanzhi glared at him angrily and didn't dare to fight with him.

Mushihan pinched the tip of her nose and looked evil, as if to say: I know you dare not.

He sat down beside the bed and picked her up.

Nanzhi subconscious struggle, Mousi cold bite her ear, whispered, "is not to wake up the little ghost?"

South Gardenia on his deep black eyes, gnashing teeth, "what do you want to do?"

"I'll rub your medicine."

"I can do it myself."

"Can you rub it on your back?" He did not allow her to say anything more. He lifted her pajamas, unscrewed the porcelain bottle and put on the ointment.

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South Gardenia to the bathroom to wipe the medicine, see the mousse Han lying on the other side of the small case, and closed her eyes and fell asleep, she relaxed.

Hold Xiaokai in your arms and smell the fragrance of the little guy. The sleepiness comes gradually.

In the middle of the night.

The man who hasn't been able to sleep opens his eyes.

Looking at the small head leaning against the woman's bosom, the tiny mouth with pink embellishment and the small thing with a direct current of halazzi, he frowned discontentedly.

Although it is her son, he is absolutely not allowed to rely on her arms.

So someone looks disgusted and moves the sleeping child away, and then lies in the past shamelessly.

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