"Huh...?" Qiao Mo didn’t react for a mont, not understanding why the two kids suddenly changed their minds: "Do you really not want mommy to stay with you?"
"No..."
With that, the two little ones climbed onto the bed and tucked themselves under the covers.
"Good night, Mommy."
Seeing this, Qiao Mo had no choice but to leave the bedroom, glancing back every few steps.
Before leaving, she closed the bedroom door.
After leaving, Qiao Mo couldn’t help but feel a little lost.
In the past, the two little ones loved clinging to her. She didn’t think much of it then, but now that they’ve suddenly beco so ’mature’ and don’t even need her, she feels inexplicably uneasy and sad.
But Qiao Mo didn’t know that after she left, the two little ones were no longer sleepy.
Chenchen turned to look at his brother on the nearby bed, sowhat reluctantly saying: "Brother, I want to hear mommy tell a story."
Qiqi pouted; actually, he wanted that too.
Aunt Yu never told him stories, so he loved hearing mommy tell them stories.
"But Uncle Yan said that only if we don’t cling to mommy this year will our little sister co out."
Chenchen sniffed: "A year... that’s so long... I really want to sleep with mommy."
" too."
As they talked, Chenchen began to feel a bit aggrieved...
In the dark, he slowly sat up and said, "I want to find mommy."
Qiqi turned sideways and whispered: "But if we disturb mommy, we won’t have a sister."
Chenchen fell silent, sitting on the bed for a while. The tears that had welled up were forced back.
After a while, perhaps really sleepy, he quietly said: "Next year we’ll have a little sister..."
A few seconds later, his even breathing was heard as he unknowingly fell asleep.
Qiqi was also a bit drowsy, but seed slightly worried. After rubbing his eyes, he climbed up and tucked Chenchen in, then climbed into bed, thinking about having a sister next year.
Hmm... seems like we have to wake up early tomorrow...
To exercise.
But thinking about protecting my little sister in the future gives motivation.
...
anwhile, after returning to her room, Qiao Mo still felt a bit down.
Wondering if she had done sothing wrong to upset the children. She kept reflecting on herself, completely unaware that the children had only been brainwashed by Yan Jiu over the phone.
Otherwise, if she knew, she would desperately want to rip out the phone line at ho!
When Fu Nancheng ca back, he saw his little one leaning against the bed, feeling a bit down.
"What’s wrong? Who upset you? Watch not spank them." As he spoke, he began walking towards the other room.
"Oh, what are you doing... the kids are asleep."
Fu Nancheng held her on his lap: "What’s wrong?"
Qiao Mo pouted, softly saying, "Just feeling a little disappointed, thinking the kids might not need as much as I thought."
Fu Nancheng paused, then gently said: "They’ll eventually grow up, start families, build careers, marry, and have children. One day they’ll leave your embrace and fly to a wider sky."
"As for , I’ll always be with you, staying in place, guarding our ho. For a lifeti."
Qiao Mo leaned lightly against his chest, softly asking: "Will there be a day when you don’t need as much anymore?"
For so reason, Qiao Mo suddenly felt a bit insecure.
Fu Nancheng gently kissed her forehead, softly replying: "No, unless I beco dust and bones, I’ll guard you a hundred years without worry."
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