"Yi Haiyin, don't hurt Han Han!"

Yan Ling woke up from the dream in shock, turned his head and looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the window, feeling a little dazed.

Blinking beautiful eyes, staring blankly at the empty room.

Some can't distinguish between dreams and reality.

"Kacha——" The door was pushed open, and the figure of Yi Haiyin Junyi walked in from the outside, still holding a bowl of freshly cooked porridge.

Seeing Yan Ling sitting on the bed, he hurriedly stepped forward, touched her pale cheeks, and frowned.

"What's wrong, isn't it uncomfortable?" Yi Haiyin put the porridge on the table, reached out and took Yan Ling into his arms, rubbing her head distressedly.

She was carrying their baby in her belly, and he was also responsible, but she was the only one who suffered.

"You just went out to serve porridge? I didn't see you when I woke up, I thought you..." Go to beat Hanhan.

With the last few words, Yan Ling recovered and stopped quickly.

The pictures in the dreamland flashed in her mind for an instant, she shivered all over, and when she reached her mouth, she swallowed properly.

If Yi Haiyin knew what she had dreamed of, it would probably be a long time sulking...

"Think what's wrong with me?" Yi Haiyin frowned slightly and looked down at her uneasy.

Seeing her face is not good, I want to call a doctor for her.

"I'm fine, I just had a nightmare." Yan Ling got out of his arms and went into the bathroom. After washing, he returned to the table and drank porridge obediently.

Thinking of what Yi Haiyin said yesterday, he couldn't help but ask, "How are you going to help the Yang family? You said there is a way to make Yan Sheng flat, is it true?"

"Yeah." Yi Haiyin faintly responded, took a sip of porridge, and brought it to her mouth.

It seemed that in his eyes, there was nothing more important than taking care of her.

Yan Ling tried to open his mouth several times, but was gagged by his porridge.

"Be careful when you eat, and it's good for your health." When Yi Haiyin saw her finish the porridge, he took a tissue and wiped her mouth carefully.

Yan Ling looked at him seriously, and couldn't bear to remind him that he had hands and could do it himself...

And she is more curious now, how Yi Haiyin plans to deal with Yan Sheng.

"Knock!" The door rang suddenly.

Before Yan Ling could speak, he saw a soft and waxy figure squeezing in from the crack of the door. Before she could see the people, he ran towards her quickly.

Puff thumped into her arms.

"Aunt Ling'er, here's this for you!" Han Han raised a small hand and stuffed a card into Yan Ling's hand.

"What is this?" Yan Ling was stunned, looking at the delicate and handsome face in front of him, curious, why Han Han came to her early in the morning when he caught a glimpse of a bank card that he had put in his hand .

"This is King Hanhan's private money, the bride price for his little wife. I asked the housekeeper grandpa, and the housekeeper said that if you want to marry a little girl, you have to have a bride price. Can you buy a bride price?"

"..." Yan Ling's body became stiff, only to feel that the air pressure in the room dropped instantly.

She moved to the bed silently, and before Yi Haiyin could react, she picked up Han Han and slammed out of the room!

"Yan Shuhan, I am going to kill you—"

"boom--"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Yan Ling hugged Han Han, leaning on the door closed in time, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the little guy's serious little face, he couldn't help but laugh, lowered his head and kissed Han Han's delicate little face.