He … he's at the President's residence?
After a few seconds, she shook her head gently.
Little Pomelo stared at Weiwei, his big eyes blinking. It was as if there were countless stars in them, shining into a blue galaxy, bright and mysterious. "Then why did you suddenly ask about Daddy?"
Weiwei said, "I think I saw him at the President's residence."
Little Pomelo's gaze changed when he heard that. "Really? Mommy, where did you see him? "
Weiwei said, "In my bedroom."
Little Pomelo's eyes widened and he whispered, "Oh no, Daddy has been discovered."
Weiwei heard it clearly.
So Mochen was at the President's residence?
Just thinking of this possibility made her heart jump to her throat.
Was it not a dream last night?
Was he really in the bedroom?
Little Pomelo looked at Weiwei. "Be good, Mommy, forget it. You've never seen Daddy before."
Weiwei said, "Yeah, I've never seen him before."
Little Pomelo said softly, "Mommy, you just missed Daddy too much and had a dream."
Weiwei said, "Yeah, I had a dream."
Little Pomelo said, "Mommy, be good, be good."
Weiwei said in a daze, "Okay, Mommy, be good."
Little Pomelo was worried and confirmed again. "Mommy, have you seen Daddy at the President's residence?"
Weiwei shook her head. "No."
Little Pomelo said, "Do you dream of him every night?"
Weiwei said, "Yeah, I dream of him every night."
Little Pomelo giggled. Her voice was sweet and adorable. "Mommy, you'll still dream of daddy tonight. Remember, it's not real. It's just a dream. Be a good girl."
Weiwei said, "Okay."
Little Pomelo said, "Alright."
After a few minutes, Weiwei pretended to be sober, but her heart was in turmoil.
Is that why he comes every night?
Little Pomelo looked at Weiwei. "Mommy, are we still playing?"
Weiwei said, "I'm not fighting anymore."
Little Pomelo asked, "Do you remember what you just did?"
Weiwei asked, "Aren't you playing games with Tang Si?"
Little Pomelo was relieved to hear that.
Does that mean that Daddy doesn't have to be afraid of being touched by Mommy?
Even if she did, Mommy would tell herself that it was a dream and that she only dreamed of Daddy.
The more he thought about it, the more miraculous he felt!
It was truly miraculous that hypnosis could have such an effect.
Weiwei said, "I'm going to the washroom."
Little Pomelo asked, "Mommy, do you need help?"
Weiwei said, "It's okay, I don't need it."
Little Pomelo looked at Weiwei. "Mommy, call me if you need anything."
Weiwei nodded and went into the washroom. She closed the door and covered her heart with her hand.
He had always been at the President's residence!
He came every night!
She had always thought that she dreamed of him every night, but after hearing Little Pomelo's words, it was not the case at all!
Then tonight …
At night, lying there, Weiwei closed her eyes early and pretended to be asleep, snoring softly in her sleep.
A few minutes later, she heard a rustling sound.
Little Pomelo held his phone and secretly sent a WeChat message to Mochen. Weiwei narrowed her eyes and saw Little Pomelo holding his phone happily.
Seeing Little Pomelo put down his phone, she quickly closed her eyes.
Little Pomelo glanced at Weiwei and called out softly, "Mommy."
Weiwei did not respond, as if she was already asleep.
Little Pomelo leaned over and kissed Weiwei's abdomen through the blanket. "Oranges, be good. Daddy is here to accompany us."
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