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After a moment of shock, the air stopped flowing and everything became still.

Breathing, one deep and one shallow, eyes shining, one hot desire and one stunned innocence, just like evil and righteousness, men and women.

His slender fingers trembled as he lifted up the clothes that he had taken off earlier on the bed, covering Mo Xiaoxiao's body and covering that wisp of spring light.

When his cool fingers touched her warm body, his body trembled. Her heart palpitated as if something was entangling with her.

"It's cold. Put on your clothes." She spoke in a low voice, murmuring like a lover's charming movements. The pleasant voice dragged along endless reverie, instantly crashing into the helpless heart of Jing Xiaoxiao.

Startled, she quickly reached out her hand to grab the clothes and said, "I'll do it myself, I can."

"Little fool, what you're grabbing is my hand."

Xiao Meng Han couldn't help laughing out loud. Her voice was low and hoarse, she was really a cute little girl, and her innocence had a charm to it. If he could control her like this, then it would be better to just stab her.

He lowered his head and looked at the object in his hand. It really was that man's hand, and the position he placed it in didn't seem to be in the right place.

Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly turned around and pulled up the clothes that had slipped off her body. She was unwilling to turn her head to look at Xiao Menghan.

Xiao Menghan only knew how to tell stories and hum nursery rhymes when he was trying to coax a child to sleep.

When Xiao Menghan was still a normal child and didn't have any poison, his mother would go to sleep every night and sing nursery rhymes. From nursery rhymes to storytelling, from Journey to the Gourd, there was still a thousand and one nights.

He didn't remember much, after all these years, what he clearly remembered was Little Red Riding Hood.

At the beginning, Jing Xiaoxiao did not pay attention to Xiao Menghan's voice, she was even rejecting it. Because of what had just happened, he seemed to be very strange, causing her to feel very uneasy.

But now, she was lying on the bed, blinking at the man. She asked him softly, "Why doesn't Little Red Riding Hood know that it's a wolf and not her grandmother?"

"Because wolves disguise themselves."

"Doesn't he have fur and a tail? Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother didn't, Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother was too pitiful. "

"Don't worry, I will stay by your side and chase away all the wolves. I will let Xiao Yan be happy every day."

"Then can you find Xuan here? I miss him. He hasn't come to see me in a few days. It was previously announced that he wouldn't do it. He just accompanied her and cried together, laughed together, and then did a lot of things together.

Jing Xiaoxiao, who was lost in her own thoughts, did not see the gloomy look in the man's eyes due to her words. She revealed a bitter smile due to his absent-mindedness.

"Xiao Yan, do you really want to announce something?"

What can I do to make you put me in your world, and make you laugh and upset at me alone?

Xiao Meng Han didn't ask too many questions, and her hand gently caressed his long hair. Previously, she didn't allow him to touch her hair or even allow herself to get close, but now she was rubbing her head against Xuan Peng's hand.

Right now, she was willing to let him near her and caress her hair. In the future, would she also raise her head and ask Xuan Peng this question, asking him to call her over because she missed him?

The hope was beautiful, but the future was uncertain. Xiao Meng Han looked at the slowly closing eyes of Jing Xiaoxiao as she slept, and listened to the names that kept on coming out of her mouth.

Xiao Menghan's eyes turned red. Xiao Ran, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you and your son well enough to make you suffer from such a heavy and sorrowful thinking, making our little home always sway in the wind and rain.

Xiao Meng Han didn't say anything about this. Since he had said it in time, Mo Xiaoxiao wouldn't understand either. She only needed to make sure that it was a sunny day in her current world.

That night, Xiao Menghan sat beside the bed for the entire night.

He listened to the occasional mumble of her voice, the sound that tugged at her heart, the sound of her calling her name, her son's name, the damp pillow, her trembling body.

Xiao Meng Han knew that the sober Jing Xiaoxiao during the day was a naive and mischievous child. The pain of being buried by her at night would appear, and he would tighten her neck and her breathing, making her wish she were dead.

"Lil 'Ran, don't be afraid. I am here, I am here the entire time. Even if our world were to collapse, I would raise up a whole world for you and our son."

His teary face gently rubbed against the pillow, and finally fell into Xiao Meng Han's hand.

His hand was covered with her tears, which were like a burning fireball, burning in his heart.

Closing her eyes, the corners of Xiao Meng Han's lips trembled. She knew that when she woke up tomorrow, it would be the same person who only knew how to whisper.

Only at night could he slowly approach her, close to her body, close to her heart.

However, how long could such intimacy last? If she really did ask him one day to find Xuan Peng and meet him, how would he answer her?

Xiao Meng Han had an answer to this question the next day.

However, the answer was so bitter that he could not say a single word.

She had told Xiao Meng Han that she had been obediently staying here the entire time because she knew that Xuan Peng would come and take her away, and before Xuan Peng arrived, she would wait for him.

When Mo Xiaoxiao told Dr. Miao, she was very proud of it. She said that it was a secret and Xuan Peng would not let anyone bully her.

Doctor Miao understood the meaning behind Xiao Yan's words. This was a child's way of thinking, so Xiao Yan's illness had worsened.

Regardless of whether it was his tone or thoughts, he did not approach the adult by even a little. Doctor Miao was worried.

Xiao Meng Han didn't say a single word after hearing Doctor Miao's words. She just stood by the window and looked at Jing Xiaoxiao, who was playing with the water in the courtyard with Sima Yun Shu.

That figure didn't move an inch. Doctor Miao looked at Xiao Menghan's cold and sharp face and actually admired and admired Xiao Menghan. If it was his own grandson, he would have rushed out long ago and messed everything up. He definitely wouldn't be able to stand up to Xiao Menghan.

Doctor Miao went into the kitchen, where the mute chef was currently studying the recipe. Eating meat would not cause much harm to Mo Xiaoxiao.

From some of Mute Chef's actions, Dr. Miao saw something unique to military personnel. Whether it was their sitting posture or their serious expression, what they saw was not a recipe, but rather a strategy for war.

As soon as Doctor Miao approached the kitchen, the mute chef found out.

He raised his head and doubtfully asked Doctor Miao. Then, he walked over to the stove and took out a cup of stew from the pot that had been boiling on the stove. He placed it on the dining table outside.

Chef Mute smiled at Doctor Miao and pointed at Xiao Meng Han. He gestured and told Doctor Miao that Xiao Meng Han had asked him to prepare these for Doctor Miao.

As long as he smelled it, Doctor Miao would know that the price of this bowl of nutritious supplements would not be less than four digits.

Xiao Meng Han was indeed generous. Doctor Miao's health was indeed not too good these days. She was holding on because she was still thinking about her grandson's insomnia. No matter how good the medicine was, it was useless.

Chef Mute pushed the cup towards Doctor Miao and made a gesture of invitation.

Doctor Miao did not push the responsibility and sat down on a chair. Before she could even drink, the door was forcefully pushed open from the outside.