Su Wan Tong looks very seriously. That little child is a little life conceived by Huanhuan.

This sense of inheritance touched her very subtly.

Ling Wanxing also looked at the little guy in the incubator and bumped into Qiao Mu's arm, "did the child name it? If not... "

"Yes."

Ling Wanxing

He wanted to volunteer for the idea of naming the child, was immediately splashed with a basin of cold water.

Qiao Mu looked at Ling Wanxing and said with a smile, "my father's name is Qiao Mochen, which means that he is writing, singing and dancing

"Qiao Mo Chen..." Su Wan Tong repeated the name, "it's nice to hear, and the meaning of the name is also very good."

Seeing this, Ling Wanxing chose to shut up!

As long as Wan Tong likes it, it's beautiful.

Three people looked for a while, time already passed zero, Qiao Mu then took them directly to the rest room next to the delivery room.

After the arrangement, Qiao Mu went back to the ward and planned to accompany the little girl all night.

In the rest room, Su Wantong sits beside the only big bed, staring out of the window at the night, dazed.

"What are you thinking?"

A cup of warm water was handed over from the left, with Ling Wanxing's question of concern.

Su Wan Tong took the cup and shook his head: "nothing."

Ling Wanxing stood and looked at her face full of tired color. She ran her fingertips over her side and said, "have a rest early. You are tired after a whole day."

Su Wan Tong Yu Guang glanced at the big bed, "and you?"

"I'm not tired. I have some work to deal with. I'll go to the company later."

"A lot of work? Why go to the company so late? "

The words fall, Su Wan Tong then bit the corner of the mouth.

It seems that no matter how long in the past, she will always subconsciously worry about Ling Wanxing.

This sentence also broke her calm image.

Ling Wanxing looked at her twinkling eyes. For a moment, she couldn't help but put her hand out of her broken hair and said with a smile, "if I'm here, I'm afraid you won't have a good rest.

Tomorrow the girl will stick to you all the time. Have a good sleep tonight. Don't worry about the rest. "

After that, Ling Wanxing took a deep look at her. In Su Wantong's gaze, she turned and left the rest room.

If he didn't dare to act rashly, he wouldn't want to sleep with her.

But there are too many wrong things to do, so in the process of atonement, they will become cautious.

Ling Wanxing closed the door of the moment, the corner of the mouth smile instant convergence.

He looked at the closed door, sighed and left the hospital at night.

This night, Su Wan Tong did not sleep well.

In her dream, she seems to have returned to the manor of the Ling family.

Familiar plants and trees, kind uncle Ling and servants, time seems to go back to the first few years.

She ardently adores Ling Wanxing and arranges daily life and travel for him. She is immersed in the world that moves her.

Later, the picture in the dream gradually faded the fresh color, as if to remind her that everything has been changed.

Su Wantong is sleeping. A tear falls from the corner of her eye. I don't know what she dreams of. Her face is dyed with acacia and sadness.

Until the warm finger wipe off the cold corner of her eyes, Su Wan Tong shoulder trembled, slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and Ling Wanxing was sitting beside her in the hazy sight, gently wiping her tears