Cold Young Master’s Sweetheart - C221

Only Leng Mubai himself knew about this month of cold and warm torment. This was because he would often wake up in the middle of the night from the excruciating pain in his chest. Even if he took medicine, he wouldn’t be able to suppress the deep pain in his bones.

Actually, this illness had been slowly improving ever since Lan Xinyue came back. Afterwards, she was able to hug Lan Xinyue and sleep with her, and the illness had completely healed without a trace.

Lan Xinyue was his medicine, his doctor. As long as she was by his side, he would be healthy, without sickness or pain.

But this month, he had been in pain for a month. After suffering for a month, he was able to finally hug her and sleep with her. Leng Mubai was not only excited, but also filled with satisfaction.

“Wife, I am about to be played to death by you, but if I die in your hands, I will have no regrets. “My wife, I love you. I love you the most …” He was so tired that he couldn’t take it anymore. He kissed her lips, then fell asleep right next to her forehead.

In the end, she still liked him. Otherwise, why would she dream so deeply about his aura? Why would she only dream about his aura? Why would she chase after him?

Leng Mubai, if you weren’t lying to me, how great that would be!

Leng Mubai, if you weren’t her son, how wonderful that would be!

Sigh, this might not be his problem, but her fate. Destined, she would not be able to achieve both life and death, and would not be able to have both survival and love …

Waves of pain came from her face, as well as a wet feeling, as if something was licking her, or as if someone was about to kiss her … Kiss her!

With a bang, she snapped out of her dream and opened her eyes. At the same time, her hand also heavily brushed against the wall. A shadow flashed before her eyes, followed by a loud bang.

Who dares to disrespect her? Who dares to disrespect her? She remembered that she left with Bao Xiao, could it be Bao Xiao?

No, impossible, Bao Xiao would not do such a thing. If it wasn’t Bao Xiao, who would she be with? Who would Bao Xiao let approach her …

Lan Xinyue was unable to understand what was going on. At the same time, she was vexed over how heavy her sleep had been. However, at this moment, a sharp cry suddenly rang out from the ground and exploded in the bedroom.

“Xiao-Xiao?”

Meow meow. This was the sound of a smile. How could it be a smile?

The room was Leng Mubai’s room, the bed was Leng Mubai’s bed, and on the wall was a picture of her and Leng Mubai’s art. It had been used as a wedding photo at the time.

She’s back? Bao Xiao brought her back here and put Xiaoxiao beside her. He then kissed her and was then swept off the bed by her hand.

Mother, what a terrifying thing …

This was because the power behind that palm strike was not something a one-year-old child could bear. Furthermore, Xiao Xiao fell from the bed to the ground with a smile …