After dressing as a female supporting role, I was forced to pamper the little villain

Ye Ning felt relieved: "It turns out that...the dreams are all real."

A trace of surprise flashed in Anwen's eyes: "What dream? Why didn't you tell me?"

Leaning in Anwen's arms, Ye Ning's thoughts returned to the time when she was pregnant with milk: "I had severe morning sickness in the past few days, and I couldn't eat. But one day when I was taking a nap, I had a dream. In the dream, Nian Nian's face slipped down. Blood, crying loudly, kept saying, Mom, I’m in so much pain!"

She had already started to choke up at this point, her voice was trembling constantly: "I... I didn't expect... I didn't expect it to be true, Anwen, why didn't I call and ask!"

Anwen stroked her hair to calm her down: "That incident is over, let's not bring it up in front of Nian Nian anymore. She is very lucky to have escaped."

Ye Ning took a while to calm down: "Anwen, I've spent too little time with Niannian in these years, and now I'm throwing the little milk back to Niannian..."

"Don't think like this, you just want to have someone who can accompany and take care of Niannian when we're gone. It's better for the two of them to support each other than to leave her alone after we leave."

Ye Ning wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Don't mention it, it's useless to say so much now."

Anwen just looked at her without saying a word.

He knew how uncomfortable she was, even though Nian Nian had recovered now, the damage was still there.

How uncomfortable he was at that time, she will only suffer more now.

Anwen held her tightly in his arms.

"release."

Ye Ning's voice was very soft.

Anwen let go of his hand, and Ye Ning went out.

Anwen quickly followed. He and Ye Ning rarely quarreled in the years of marriage, and even if they did, they would quickly reconcile.

Her attitude today made him inexplicably flustered.

Anwen hurriedly chased him out, and saw Ye Ning come out of the cloakroom as soon as he entered the room.

He also had a box in his hand.

"Wife."

Ye Ning was so frightened that she almost dropped the things on her hands: "What's wrong?"

Anwen's eyes stayed on Ye Ning's face, paying attention to her expression all the time.

"Well, aren't you taking care of work?"

Ye Ning hurriedly asked when she came down, usually at this time he was still working, and sometimes he had to stay up late to contact them if he wanted to discuss cooperation with people from abroad.

An Wen saw that her expression was not wrong, and quickly breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's not deal with it today, let's rest early."

A blush flashed across Ye Ning's face.

Because Anwen had been observing the changes in her expression, the blush did not disappear.

In her 40s, there is no trace of age on her face, and the demeanor between her eyebrows and eyes is as charming as before. He has been with her for so many years and his love for her will only grow deeper and deeper.

"A present for you."

Ye Ning handed him the box in her hand.

Anwen was stunned for a moment, then quickly took it: "Why did you suddenly give me a gift?"

Ye Ning didn't feel embarrassed after sending it out: "Didn't you say that you can't receive gifts when you grow up? Look, you haven't received them now."

Anwen looked at the box in his hand and laughed: "Thank you, wife."

Ye Ning sat uncomfortably on the edge of the bed: "Cut, you're too out of touch."

Anwen smiled: "Then... I love you."

Ye Ning laughed instantly: "That's about the same."

Anwen sat next to her and hugged her tightly around her waist: "Do you regret being with me?"

As soon as he asked, he regretted it. He has been married for so many years, and he still feels so insecure.

Ye Ning knew that he was insecure again, and raised her arms to hug him back: "We are all married, and our children are so old, why are you still so insecure?"

Anwen smelled the Yaxiang on the tip of his nose, and his thoughts returned to more than ten years ago, and he was still very afraid: "I'm afraid."

Ye Ning comforted him patiently: "Don't be afraid, I'm still by your side."

Anwen saw that the person in his arms was attracted fiercely, and slowly approached with his head down.

The tip of the nose touches, ambiguously collides.

"Ning, I love you."

He always kept talking about his love, making her willing to give herself to him.

The night was dark, and the tulle covered the ambiguity in the room, and the two people who loved each other slowly approached.

Blending and embracing each other, loving each other, talking heart to heart.

The breeze was blowing lightly, blowing up the tulle beside the window, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the room flowed out, slowly flowing into the air, and then staining the outside with color.

The moon hides quietly in the clouds, and occasionally pokes its head out to quietly observe the scenery in the window.

The leaves fell slowly, gradually calming down.

A burst of sound came out, and the sound insulation in the room was the best in the world, covering up Anwen's thoughts.

Ye Ning was lying on the bed tiredly, the blanket on her body covered her scenery, the scattered hair covered her tired eyebrows and eyes, and the thin sweat on her forehead made her hair stick together.

Anwen stroked her smooth back, his fingertips danced on her back, and red marks fell on it, blooming beautiful traces.

Anwen lowered his head and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Ye Ning raised her arm and finally fell down weakly: "Get lost."

Ye Ning seldom said such things since she became a mother, this time she was really forced to say so.

At this moment, Ye Ning was lying powerlessly on the bed as if all her strength had been sucked out.

Anwen smiled: "I'm sorry wife, I made you suffer."

Ye Ningqiang raised his arm and pinched his waist, but he touched the muscle of his hand: "You...too much."

Anwen grabbed her hand and kissed it: "When you rest, I'll do whatever you want."

........................

An Yuannian went out early the next morning, and she would go to Qi Yiheng to clarify what she said today.

If you don't like it, then no one should delay going to bed, and if you like it, don't delay it anymore, it's been too long, the two of them should yearn for a life together.

An Yuannian guessed and returned to her own level, and secretly made a bet in her heart, if she could meet him, she would ask, and if she couldn't, she wouldn't ask.

Zhaocai cheers on the side.

An Yuannian opened the door and saw... an empty room.

"Okay, wrong bet."

There was a strange silence in the air: "Zhaocai, I...will not lose contact?"

Lucky: "..."

People didn't say anything and you started to lose love, and you were too worried about gains and losses.

"Host, is there a possibility that the two of you haven't started yet?"

An Yuannian was instantly embarrassed: "No, do you have to tell the truth?"

Zhao Cai nodded.

Finding that An Yuannian couldn't see, he continued, "Yes."

An Yuannian said that he was really speechless.