As soon as Gu Qingge becomes coquettish, Lu Xingye compromises. There is no way. Lu Xingye always responds to Gu Qingge's request.

Sitting on the carpet of the living room playing games, Yan Chu hears that his door has been opened. He can't help but look warily at the door.

I saw Lu Xingye and Gu Qingge open the door and come in.

"Brother ye, big brother, why did you come here suddenly at night? And not a word? "

Yan Chu quickly threw away the game handle in his hand, came over and looked at them in surprise and said something.

"I'll see my lovely little one." Gu Qingge said hello to Yan Chu: "where are people?"

"Xiao Liu went to bed early." Yan Chu certainly knew who Gu Qingge was talking about.

"You play, I'll see."

With that, Gu Qingge went upstairs. Last time he came to take over Lu Yichen, Gu Qingge was quite familiar.

"Brother ye, do you live here at night?" After listening to Gu Qingge's words, Yan Chu couldn't help asking one more question.

"Well, it's very late. It's nothing. I'll stay with you at night." Lu Xingye nodded his head slightly.

"That night elder brother, come to fight. I haven't had a good time for a long time." Yan Chu looks excited and hands the game handle to Lu Xingye, just like a child.

Yan Chu has been calling for his brother. Lu Xingye takes him as his younger brother. Although he is usually oppressed, at least now he has some small demands, and it's not too much. He can still satisfy them.

Lu Xingye took a look in the direction of the upstairs, and gave the little guy some time to be alone with Qingge, just a little welfare.

Gu Qingge opened the door in a very low voice. He didn't turn on the light. Through the moonlight outside the window, the room was still very bright.

Gu Qingge saw Lu Yichen lying with his back to the door, holding a big rabbit in his arms, motionless, as if he was really asleep.

Gu Qingge quietly sat down beside Lu Yichen's bed and carefully covered the quilt for her.

Just as he was about to take back his hand, a small hand suddenly caught him. Gu Qingge looked at the bright little eyes of the little guy. It was not the sleepy eyes he woke up with, but a kind of clear, as if he had not slept just now.

"Mom." Lu Yichen's voice is very light and careful. He is afraid that his voice is too loud and will scare Gu Qingge away.

"Didn't your little uncle say you went to bed early?"

Gu Qingge reached out to touch Lu Yichen's face, and his voice was very gentle: "hmm? Are you pretending to sleep? "

"I miss my mother. I can't sleep." As soon as Lu Yichen heard Gu Qingge's voice, he began to feel a little aggrieved. His voice was very small, but he could hear his unhappiness.

Lu Yichen turned around, holding Gu Qingge's hand, slowly got up, rushed to Gu Qingge's arms, put his small face close to Gu Qingge's face, and silently told his missing for Gu Qingge.

"Xiao Liu hasn't held his mother for a long time." Lu Yichen's words make Gu Qingge's heart tremble. She hasn't seen her for several months. Her family seems to have grown up, but she is still so sensible and clingy.

"Well behaved, I won't do it in the future. My mother will be here in the future."

Gu Qingge originally intended to take over the play after the completion of "shiqingtianxia". Seeing the little wretch's grievance, Gu Qingge felt very sad.