Chapter 260
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That little brow relaxes.
There's no smile on that handsome little face, no reliance, but there's an indescribable peace of mind.
It's like a lonely boat drifting on the sea, finally finding its sheltered harbor.
The incense in the room wafts in spirals.
As Di Ming Jue holds the child, he unexpectedly feels sleepy as well.
He's done something to the incense.
To make Mu Yan and Xiao Bao sleep a little deeper, not noticing his approach.
But these incense shouldn't have any effect on him —
Strangely, it doesn't have any effect on Xiao Bao either.
But at this moment, he's smelling the fresh fragrance, holding the little child, and looking at the peaceful sleeping face of his beloved woman.
All the nerves in his body can't help but relax, and he can't help but want to rest.
Di Ming Jue lies down, placing Xiao Bao in the middle. Then he stretches out his long arms, pulling the mother and son into his protective range, and closes his eyes.
Without Xiao Bao's obstruction, Di Ming Jue really can't guarantee that he wouldn't want to devour the only woman he deeply loves, but also hates to the point of gnashing his teeth in the middle of his sleep.
… …
The next day, the sun shines in through the window and falls on the bed.
Mu Yan stretches and sits up. The corners of her lips are slightly hooked, and her smile is indescribably languid and comfortable.
She slept very well yesterday, to the point that her whole mood is indescribably happy.
The only thing that makes her depressed is.
Last night, she seemed to have dreamed of that man who left without saying goodbye.
Di Ming Jue!
Tsk … how could she dream of this man?
And in her dream, she vaguely saw that man's face, seemingly eager to make a move, wanting to take liberties.
Could it be that the man's face is really too tragically handsome, and she has been thinking about it for a long time, so she thinks about it day and dreams about it at night?
Mu Yan shakes her head, shaking this terrible thought out of her mind.
Then, she finds another strange problem.
Xiao Bao isn't in her arms.
Instead, he's sleeping about an arm's length away from her.
And he's also sleeping very sweetly, without any uneasiness, panic, or sadness on his little face.
Mu Yan's face shows a trace of disbelief.
She doesn't know if it's because she was almost persecuted when she was pregnant.
Xiao Bao has been very independent and powerful since childhood, and has amazing talent, but he lacks a sense of security.
Although he always has a taut little face, he really likes to stick to her.
Especially at night, if he couldn't be in her arms, he wouldn't be able to sleep well.
When Xiao Bao had just turned four, Mu Yan had thought that boys should be independent and wanted him to sleep by himself.
When he brought it up, Xiaobao agreed.
But when she wakes up in the middle of the night, Mu Yan finds that the little figure lying in the corner is silently crying.
He didn't make a sound, but he curled his small body into a ball.
At that time, Mu Yan was so distressed that she could hardly breathe.
From then on, he never asked Xiaobao to sleep by himself again.
Every night when she went to sleep and woke up, she would hold her baby tightly in her arms and use body language to tell him, don't be sad, don't be sad, mother is by your side.
As if feeling Mu Yan's gaze, Xiao Bao rubs his eyes and opens them.
A pair of large blue eyes reflected the sunlight, projecting an innate coldness and nobility.
At that moment, Mu Yan stares blankly.
This pair of eyes seemed to overlap with the blue eyes of the man she saw in her dream.
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