The little brow stretched out. There is no smile on the handsome face, no dependence, but there is an unspeakable peace of mind. It's like a boat floating on the sea, finally finding its own harbor. The incense in the room drifted away. The Emperor Ming Jue holds the child, unexpectedly also feels a drowsiness to attack on the heart. In the incense, he did something. Let Mu Yan and Xiao Bao sleep a little deeper, not aware of his close. But these incense should have had no effect on him - strangely, they had no effect on Xiaobao. But at this moment, he is smelling the fresh fragrance, holding the little child, looking at the quiet sleeping face of the beloved woman. All the nerves in my body can't help relaxing and want to rest. Emperor Ming Jue lay down, put Xiaobao in the middle, then extended his long arm, pushed the two women into his protection, and closed his eyes. Without Xiaobao's barrier, Emperor mingjue really didn't guarantee that he would sleep half way, and he wanted to swallow the itchy woman he loved but hated The next day, the sun came in through the window and set on the bed. Mu Yan stretched a waist to sit up, lips slightly hook, smile unspeakable lazy comfortable. She had a good sleep yesterday, so much so that she could not express her joy. The only thing that depressed her was. Last night she seemed to dream about the man who left without saying goodbye. Emperor Ming Jue! Tut... How could you dream about this man? And in her sleep, she was in a trance to see the man's face, and seemed ready to stir up, and wanted to tease. Is it because the man's face is so handsome that she has been thinking about it for a long time, so she can think about it day by day and dream at night? Mu Yan shakes his head and shakes this terrible idea out of his mind. Then she found a strange problem. Xiaobao is not in her arms. It was sleeping about an arm's length from her. And sleep is also very sweet, little face without any uneasiness, panic and sad. A trace of disbelief appeared on Mu Yan's face. I don't know if it's the relationship of being persecuted at the time of conception. Xiaobao has been very independent and powerful since childhood. He has amazing talent, but he lacks a sense of security. Although always taut a small face, but very like to stick to her. Especially at night, if you can't sleep in her arms, you can't sleep well. When Xiaobao was just four years old, Muyan thought that boys should be independent and wanted him to sleep by himself. When he put it forward, Xiaobao agreed well. But wake up in the middle of the night, Mu Yan found that lying in the corner of the small figure in silent tears. He didn't say a word, but curled up his little body. Muyan was almost unable to breathe. Since then, he has never asked Xiaobao to sleep by himself. Every night when she falls asleep and wakes up, she will hold her baby firmly in her arms and tell him with body language, don't be sad, don't be sad, your mother is by your side. As if feeling the vision of Mu Yan, Xiao Bao rubbed his eyes and opened them. A pair of big blue eyes, shining into the sun, projecting the innate cool and precious. At that moment, Mu Yan was stunned. This pair of eyes, as if with her dream to see the man's blue eyes overlap“ Mother Xiao Bao didn't feel the breath of Mu Yan when he opened his eyes.