song fengwan turned over and realized that fu chen was not asleep.
he leaned against the side of the bed, holding the prayer beads in his hands, his eyes fixed on the little guy who was sleeping soundly. it was midnight, and the dim night light fell into his eyes. this man ...
there seemed to be a faint light in his eyes.
it was as if it could eat people.
song fengwan even felt that he might want to kill her own son.
"third brother ..."
"you want to get up?" hearing her speak, fu chen came back to his senses. " i'll help you? "
"no, what were you thinking about just now?"
fu chen smiled. " it's just work. i'm just a little annoyed. "
he wouldn't tell song fengwan directly. he finally understood what qiao xiyan had said to him before. taking care of a child really made people break down.
every day, he would recite the incantation of a calm heart countless times in his heart and tell himself!
