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Chapter 1201 A Gift of Two Years 1
Su Chen sighed deeply, picked up Little Apple and washed his face, then took her to see Wen Ruchu.

As soon as he went out, he saw Wen Ruchu limping towards this side. Su Chen immediately stepped forward, hugged her horizontally, and stared at her with black eyes, "Didn't I tell you to have a good rest?"

Wen Ruchu looked at Little Apple impatiently, "You didn't give her much, did you?"

Su Chen really didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, "What can I do for her?"

Wen Ruchu was the only one who made him feel powerless, and now there was an extra little apple.

Their mother and daughter were born two days ago to torment him.

Su Chen hugged Wen Ruchu and walked away. Seeing that Little Apple didn't keep up, he immediately paused and looked back at her, "Little Apple, come here."

With his head down, Little Apple followed slowly with small steps.

Su Chen put Wen Ruchu back on the bed, let her sit against the head of the bed, then pulled the little apple, and stood in front of Wen Ruchu, he squinted at the little apple, and said in a deep voice: "Little apple, What should you tell mom?"

Little Apple kept her head down, twisted her hands together, and didn't speak.

Su Chen's eyes darkened, "You forgot what you said to Dad just now, have you?"

Little Apple flattened her mouth, and with a hoarse voice, she slowly spit out a few words, "Yes... I'm sorry."

"Sorry who?"

"I'm sorry..." Little Apple repeated once in a hoarse voice, but she just didn't want to say the word mother.

"Little Apple!"

Little Apple blinked, tears were about to fall again.

Wen Ruchu hurriedly said: "Forget it, Su Chen, I'm fine, Little Apple, don't worry, I'm fine, don't cry."

Su Chen only looked at Little Apple, his eyes were sharp, his voice was gloomy, and he repeated, "I'm sorry who?"

"Mom, I'm sorry!"

Little Apple roared loudly, and then cried too.

Wen Ruchu felt distressed, and unconsciously stretched out her hand to hug her, but she took a step back and only stretched out her hand to grab Su Chen's clothes.

Su Chen squinted at Little Apple, and still mercilessly pushed her hand away, "Go to Mom."

Little Apple clenched Su Chen's clothes even more tightly, her eyes were full of displeasure, but she was also afraid of Su Chen's anger.

"Little Apple!"

"Su Chen, forget it." Wen Ruchu withdrew his hand, clenched his hands slightly into fists, forced a smile, "Little Apple must be tired today, you can carry her back to sleep."

Su Chen frowned slightly, and wanted to say something, Wen Ruchu took his hand, "Take her back to sleep."

Su Chen had no choice but to squat down and hug Little Apple up, but before leaving, he still said: "Little Apple, say goodnight to Mom."

"Good night mom."

"Good night, little apple."

Su Chen immediately went out with the little apple in his arms.

Wen Ruchu's whole body softened as if he had lost all strength, and the sourness in his heart was covered by layers, and it became more and more intense, uncontrollable, and extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, Su Chen turned around.

Wen Ruchu looked at him, "Is Little Apple asleep?"

"Well, fell asleep."

Wen Ruchu bent her lips, but was unable to force out a smile.

Su Chen stepped forward, sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes fell on her lap, and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

"I'm fine." Wen Ruchu replied lightly.

Su Chen stretched out his hand to lift off her quilt, wanting to look at her feet, but she held her hand down. She lowered her eyes, "I'm fine, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."

(End of this chapter)