The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

She seems to be really invisible, sleeping very casual.

The whole person curled up into a ball, and fell asleep for a while, probably because the legs kept the same posture too sour, she changed her position, lying flat on the sofa, the hanging legs retracted, first tilted Er Erlang's legs, and then kept his knees, and the book he had read before was free to go to the face, so he slept again.

The snow outside is still rising.

How big is it, Tong Yan doesn't know.

Half-sleeping and half-awake, she seemed to hear the sound of snow falling on the dead branches of the garden.

Thin, sudden sounds on such a cold night, the sound seems to have been doubled, clearly passed to the child's ears, so that her heart is slightly tight, and the drowsiness that is about to be brewed is driven away.

The eyes twitched slightly, her eyes squinted, staring silently at the night outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

All the lights in the villa are lit up in the garden, and the lights are bright.

The orange light is smudged in the silver-covered branches, the warm color is reflected in the air, the snow falls from the sky, the halo that penetrates the court, and the branches that fall on the fallen leaves, a slight slam The sound, after a slight collision, turned into a silver shower and fell to the ground.

The snow tonight is very big. Through the night, Tong Yan can also see the shape of the snow in the air.

Her living room did not turn on the heating, and the temperature dropped a lot after midnight.

Tong Yan's body squatted, raised her face and stared quietly at the air like a falling rain like a falling snow, her eyes looked stiff and looked outside the door.

Before the iron gate, the place where Shi Yanyang stood was no longer a figure, empty, and the ground was covered by snow.

He seems to have left, watching the snow falling from the place, and it seems that it will take a long time to leave.

Tong Yan stared at the place he had stood before, and suddenly it was a little empty.

The lips were slightly involved, and she suddenly felt that she was a bit ridiculous.

What is she looking forward to?

He is not intimate with her, will he still stay out for the night for her?

Say it well, don't care!

Tong Yan licked her ears, her body reversed, and she smothered her head with a sheet of paper next to her, and waved away the disturbed thoughts in her head. She forced herself to continue to drow up.

In fact, Tong Yan actually had a bad sleep before tonight. However, after suddenly waking up and looking away, all the drowsiness in his head was gone, and the whole person was sober.

In the middle of the night, I turned over and over, and I couldn’t sleep well.

The next day she woke up very early, and the time of getting up was just bright.

After she came to Paris, Tong Yan had been working hard. She spent a lot of time studying the building every day, just couldn’t sleep. She picked up the textbook last night and continued to look up.

Just, turning over, Shi Yanyang’s face suddenly came to mind.

Tong Yan fixedly stared at his book and looked at it. The line of sight looked again outside the iron gate.

Quiet and quiet outside the iron gate, it doesn't look like anyone.

The loss of last night, came again.

This feeling, she is too familiar, a year ago, the same is because of this man, she has experienced countless times!

Tong Yan’s chest hurt slightly, and she opened her mind, stood up, moved her wrist, and got up and went to the garden to pick fresh roses and replace the vases on the table.