She became the little Jiaojiao of the villain tyrant

Chapter 343 You Are Doing Well
"Mother, I want mother, woohoo, I want mother~"

The little guy was crying miserably, with red eyes and red nose on his snowball-like face, he looked very pitiful.

It's very pitiful to toss the little girl who coaxed him.

Ji Nuan smiled quietly, and walked over to wipe his tears with a handkerchief: "Okay, okay, cutie, don't cry, my sister will take you to see your mother."

The little guy sniffed and his voice was hoarse: "Really?"

"Really, you close your eyes and sleep for a while, and you can see it when you open your eyes."

Ji Nuan said as she pinched the child's face that was smoother than silk, a little satisfaction flashed in her eyes:

Boom, it's so nice to touch.

In fact, Huahua has been sleepy since just now, but she just wanted to see her mother so much that she couldn't help it. At this time, after listening to the beautiful sister's words, she closed her eyes obediently, and the maid's soft singing sounded in her ears. Really fell asleep.

"Fall asleep."

The maid gently nodded to Ji Nuan, and quietly moved in the direction of the young master in her arms, so as not to let the faint light shine on his face and disturb his dream.

"gone back?"

Ye Hanshi sat next to Ji Nuan, and interrupted her wild thoughts.

Ji Nuan raised her eyes to look at him, and a ray of sadness in her eyes was scattered due to deep thinking:

"Third Brother and the others came out from Wanyun, they may go back to Dechun Tower to discuss matters, I want to try my luck."

Although she was laughing when she spoke, the warmth in her eyes was gone, and Ye Han felt a little uncomfortable when he saw them.

After Ji Nuan finished talking to him, she lowered her head, and suddenly a touch of warmth covered her white forehead.

She wanted to raise her head, but was gently held down by that hand.

The young man's cold voice carried a bit of rare tenderness in his ears: "Everyone has their own destiny, and you have done a good job."

Ji Nuan's body was slightly stiff, and this time she didn't raise her head again, her eyes focused on the skirt embroidered with dark patterns of silver thread, her voice was soft like clouds floating from the top of the mountain:

"I just think that such a beautiful girl shouldn't be like that."

Ye Han was silent, he knew what the girl was talking about.

Before the woman went in to boil the water, she sighed and told them about the silly girl's experience.

According to her brother, she was married when she was young, she was beautiful and innocent at that time, and she had a happy life with her husband.It's just a pity that when she was pregnant and gave birth, she suffered a catastrophe. The child was gone, and she was kicked out by her husband's family.

By the time he found her, she was already insane.

Ji Nuan was quiet for a while, just when Ye Hanshi thought she had thought about it, she suddenly looked up at him:

"Is it really that important to have children?"

When Ye Han was asked, he didn't know how to answer her.

He has always disliked children, so if it is true to him, it is naturally not important.

But seeing the girl's undisguised love for the little guy, he became silent again, he didn't want to be disliked by her.

It's just that I didn't expect, just in between breaths, the girl suddenly smiled, and there was a bit of Qi Ran in that smile that he had never seen before: "I'm really stupid, now it's ancient times, children...Of course it's important."

Ji Nuan closed her eyes and leaned back, as if she didn't intend to speak anymore.

Ye Hanshi lowered his eyes, covered by his long eyelashes, no one knew what he was thinking.

The little girl coaxed the young master into a sound sleep, she inadvertently raised her head, only to feel that the two sitting together in front of her were as beautiful as a painting.

She was a little dumbfounded.

But suddenly, the young man with drooping eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold front-like eyes came towards him. She felt a chill all over, and an indescribable panic rose from the bottom of her heart, and subconsciously lowered her head, not daring to look at it again.

(End of this chapter)