Looking at the sleeping little darling, Yan Qingqian felt very uncomfortable. It had been so many days, but little darling body still hadn't recovered.
His hand gently patted the weakened back of the little darling, Yan Qingqian thoughts filled his mind.
The Jiang Weide in the living room was holding a cigarette in his hand and spitting out a beautiful cigarette ring. His side face looked cold.
He walked to Jiang Weide's side gently. He did n' t know that he was smoking, Yan Qingqian subconsciously coughed. The smell of the cigarette was really pungent.
Hearing Yan Qingqian voice, Jiang Weide immediately extinguished the cigarette. "Tell me next time you come." A cold voice sounded and Yan Qingqian smiled awkwardly.
She gently sat down next to Jiang Weide and her large hands gently wr
