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Chapter eight hundred and fifty sixth wife, I was wrong (1)

Seeing her sudden floating thoughts, Ye Yan's white and tender cheeks turned red. Before she could hide it, Yi Sa in front suddenly turned around, her cold eyes were unbiased, and she met her eyes.

Then he was stunned.

Under the bright light, her white jade-like cheeks were dyed with a tempting red color, and her long and curly eyelashes were like butterfly wings. They flashed a little in a panic. The pair of black crystals looked like two pools of spring water, filled with a few fog, which looked inexplicably pitiful.

The always cold face suddenly adds a confusing beauty, charming and pure, and charming.

It seemed to be because she was afraid that he would see something wrong, so she tried her best to keep her face calm, but she didn't know that this pretended calmness would be even more crazy.

Yi Sa's graceful lips slowly raised up, a layer of sweat on his forehead, and there seemed to be two clusters of fire in his eyes, and he forced him to suppress it. He took a deep breath and turned around again. His cold tone sounded slightly gritted his teeth: "Xiao Jiu is in your room."

After saying that, he suddenly accelerated his steps, walked into his room, and closed the door with a "touch".

Ye Yan bit her lips, changed direction, and walked towards her room.

Xiao Yechen is already asleep at this point.

In a luxurious room, if you only sleep alone, you will feel cold.

Ye Yan walked to the bed and gently stroked Xiaojiu's forehead. The temperature was neither high nor low, and there was no sign of burning. The child's calm sleeping face looked very stable and uncomfortable.

Ye Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaojiu noticed the temperature on his forehead, opened his eyes and saw a cool and gentle face.

Xiao Yechen's eyes bent: "Mom."

Xiaojiu can always distinguish between Ye Weilan and Ye Yan and Ye Yan very clearly.

This may also be a talent.

Ye Yan smiled and touched his forehead: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Xiao Yechen shook his head, and as he ordered Uncle Yisa, he hugged Ye Yan's hand, and his cute baby-like eyes cooperated with a little watery look: "Mom, no one is with me, Xiaojiu is so lonely here alone. Can you stay with me for a few days?"

With Xiao Yechen's tone, Ye Yan naturally couldn't refuse. She looked at him gently: "Okay."

Xiao Yechen immediately became happy: "Mom, don't worry, Xiaojiu will not let bad people bully you, Xiaojiu will protect you."

Ye Yan's eyes became hot. Although Yi Sa had been protecting her, she had never said such things to her. For the first time, someone said to protect her. Although the other party was just a little man, the sincerity in his eyes could not deceive people: "Xiao Jiu is so good."

Ye Weilan's two children are very attached to her.

"It's dark for mom, please sleep with Xiaojiu." Xiao Yechen gave in and freed up the place for Ye Yan.

Ye Yan took off his windbreaker and went to bed to lie down. Xiao Yechen immediately shrank in her arms. The temperature of a person is the best warmth. Xiao Yechen used to sleep alone. After Ye Weilan came back, due to the obstruction of his unscrupulous daddy, he rarely had the opportunity to sleep with his mother.

Ye Yan had the same feeling and aura as his mother. Xiao Yechen was lying in her arms, just like in her mother's arms. The child happily closed his eyes.

Ye Yan coaxed him while worried about the situation in the Holy See.
Chapter completed!
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