"She doesn't care, right?" Huo Lingtian asked in a dumb voice, with an inexplicable sadness.

"She, maybe she doesn't know it."

"Heh, why are you so naive, Xiaoya knows about getting her hair late, she can't think of the reason?"

Shen Ting: I am naive and proud!

You can't control it! ! !

Li family.

Li Wan just put the little boy to sleep.

Wan Jiao knocked on the door, "Late night, that, Huo Lingtian is waiting for you at the door."

Li Wan chuckled and answered the wrong question: "Mom, I should take a nap."

Wan Jiao glanced at the time subconsciously, at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Which nap to sleep at this time?

Zebao is uncomfortable, what are you sleeping!

Wan Jiao also murmured in her heart, then turned around and caringly closed the door, "I will call you when I have dinner."

Coming out of Li Wan's room, Wan Jiao casually found a servant to send a message to Huo Lingtian.

A minute later, the servant came back with a strange expression.

"Are you gone?" Wan Jiao asked leisurely while drinking tea.

"No." The servant shook his head, and added with special caution: "Master Huo, kneel there."

Wanjiao stayed for a second, then smiled and clapped her hands:

"Oh, that's terrible, go and ask, how much is this **** for an hour."

maid:"……"

It's half past six in the evening.

Li's fireworks linger and the food fragrant.

Li Wan wakes up with a yawn.

Sleeping with the little cubs is incense.

The little milk dumpling cleverly nestled in Li Wan's arms, staring at Mommy with a pair of peachy eyes.

Li Wan amusedly squeezed the small meaty face of the little milk bun.

"How long have you been awake, why do you get up?"

"Yeah~"

The little guy shook his head and giggled, nuzzling into Li Wan's arms and said softly: "I have to wait for Mommy."

"Mummy smells good~"

The little guy arched upwards and got to Li Wan's chin for a kiss.

At this time, Wan Jiao knocked on the door.

"Late late, get up for dinner."

"I know~"

The mother and son looked at each other and laughed endlessly for some reason.

The little guy chuckles milky night: "Mommy smiles and looks good~"

"Zebao is also good-looking."

"Well, because Mommy is good-looking, so Zebao is good-looking."

The little guy is very rigorous and is not willing to take any credit for Li Wan.

Li Wan was amused by the little dumpling and laughed happily, with brilliant smiles around the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

She went downstairs holding the little bastard, and Li Yan happened to reach the hallway.

Taking off his jacket.

Li Yan didn't notice Li Wan, and talked to Wanjiao about Huo Lingtian, who was kneeling at the door.

"What is that **** doing at the gate of our house?"

Holding a plate of fish, Wan Jiao replied nonchalantly: "Who knows."

Li Yan said angrily: "It deserves it, bad luck, find two bodyguards to get away."

Wan Jiao placed the bowls and chopsticks, and said without looking back, "I found it. After a while, I ran back and knelt again."

"Oh, late, come down, hurry up, go wash your hands and eat."

Li Yan pursed his lips and stopped talking with a dry smile.

Li Wan also laughed, as if he hadn't heard anything.

The little guy looked at a table of delicious food, drooling greedily.

He smiled heartlessly: "Well, baby wants to eat that, braised pork meat."

"No, too greasy, taboo."

"Hmm~" The corners of the raised mouth of the little milk group suddenly collapsed.

He blinked a pair of peach blossom eyes, staring at Li Wan misty.

Those eyes were like talking, crying pitifully of the bad mood of not being able to eat meat.

Wan Jiao couldn't help but persuade: "Oh, so late, this one is not spicy, it looks oily, but it's actually not oily."

"Give Zebao a small piece, it's okay."

When the little milk group heard it, she immediately raised her little head, her little pink mouth was able to hang an oil bottle.

Li Wan laughed dumbfounded, and spoiled the little boy with a small piece: "Here, that's all."

"Hehe, okay~ Thank you Mommy!"

Wanjiao Li Yan laughed loudly with the naive look of the small milk dumpling.

Li Yan also put his chopsticks on the plate of braised pork.

The next second was stopped by Wanjiao's chopsticks.

"You can't eat it, it's too oily, it's high in calories."

Li Wan was happy, and smiled and persuaded: "Mom, this also looks oily, it doesn't matter if you eat a piece less."

Li Yan nodded in agreement: "That's it!"

Listening to what I just said, my daughter returned it intact.

Wan Jiao looked helpless.

She had no choice but to let go, "A small piece!"

"Hehe." Li Yan smiled contentedly and picked the biggest piece.

"Oh, I just said it a little bit, why are you—"

Not waiting for Wan Jiao's reprimand to finish.

Li Yan was already quick to put a large piece of braised pork into his mouth.

...

The family ate dinner happily, and the sound of intermittent laughter came to Huo Lingtian's ears.

These laughter seemed to be a sharp blade, thrusting into the man's heart mercilessly.

With a knife from the left and a punch from the right, the knife is bloody, and the punch reaches the flesh.

In pain, his eye sockets were hot, and his shoulders trembled faintly.

The man's brain was dizzy and his figure started to shake.

He is about to collapse.

Li Wan, you just come out and see me, can't you?

Anything I can explain can be explained.

Please……

Come out.

Huo Lingtian could no longer support it, and fell to the ground top-heavy.

The servant glanced at it and wondered if he should come forward.

Had to turn around and reported it to Li Yan.

Li Yan and Wanjiao both stared at Li Wan.

Regardless, it depends on her choice.

Li Wan looked down, Yun Danfeng smiled lightly: "Look at what I'm doing, I got dizzy and sent to the hospital."

Don't you go to the hospital to wait for him to wake up and touch porcelain?

Besides, it doesn't matter whether you wake up or not.

There was no wave in Li Wan's eyes, and softly asked the boy in his arms what else to eat.

It was three hours after Huo Lingtian woke up from Lin's Hospital.

The man lifted his heavy eyelids and turned his stiff head, not seeing the person he wanted to see.

He was a little lost.

Wang Xueting scolded, "What kind of expression do you want to see me like this?"

Huo Lingtian's throat was tight and painful, and he was so dumb that he could hardly speak.

He stood up hard, jumping out word by word: "Mom, I want to see Li Wan."

"Mom, help me." The man said, two tears rolled down at the sound.

He really broke down.

Huo Lingtian buried his face on his knees, and his shoulders trembled, looking a bit pitiful.

The man's whimper quickly overflowed uncontrollably and filled the entire ward.

Wang Xueting's heart softened a bit.

In more than twenty years, it was the first time that she had seen her romantic son in person.

"Don't cry, I will help you make an appointment to come out late."

"Well, thank you mom." Huo Lingtian didn't look up, hoarsely grateful.

Wang Xueting sat for a while, her mouth opened and he didn't know what to say, so she got up and left in silence.

Huo Lingtian's brain was in chaos, and his brain was full of nothing but Li Wan.

He walked into the bathroom groggy, turned on the faucet, and flushed himself severely.

He couldn't tell whether the water temperature was cold or hot.

He only knew that his heart was dying.