Afterwards, the entire living room fell into endless silence—

Song Song kept her eyes on the little red face of Bao Bei, watching the time tick by, until his face gradually faded from its flush, and she finally felt she could breathe a little easier.

Although she had told him "it’s okay" earlier, she was actually extremely worried inside.

While it’s inevitable for children to get sick, Bao Bei had always given her the impression of being full of life, never seen him so weak.

At this moment, Bao Bei turned over, and Song Song thought he was about to wake up, reaching out to pick him up—

But she saw him find a comfortable position and continue sleeping, instantly making her hand freeze awkwardly in mid-air.

Song Song glanced at the man sitting beside her and noticed that his gaze never left Bao Bei. She thought he must be very worried, after all, Bao Bei is his child, how could a close blood relative being sick not disrupt one’s mind.

No matter how capable a person is, they’ll be distracted.

They need to talk about their issues, but for now, the most important thing is to take Bao Bei to the room to sleep.

Although the living room has heating, it’s somewhat cold for this season.

"It’s a bit cold to sleep here, I’ll take him into the room." Song Song bent down to pick Bao Bei up in her arms. In that instant, she felt as if this child was a part of her body, especially since the little guy found a comfortable position in her arms.

This feeling came strangely out of nowhere, she didn’t know if she had it before losing her memory, but it’s definitely the first time since the amnesia.

She thought, previously they were used to bickering all the time, and he wasn’t this frail. Now that he’s sick, he shows his adorable side, instantly triggering her maternal instinct.

Just as she was about to carry the child upstairs, her wrist was gently held, and a deep male voice spoke from behind, "Bao Bei isn’t light, let me carry him."

Song Song wanted to refuse, but considering his mood, she nodded and turned to place Bao Bei into his hands, saying, "You know my room, let Bao Bei sleep with Little Xiyou!"

"Sleep together?" The man suddenly raised an eyebrow, his gaze flickered a bit, "Then where do we sleep tonight?"

Even with Song Song’s innocence, she understood what he meant by that, she looked at him, eyes firm, "President Xiao might be overthinking."

"There are plenty of guest rooms here, President Xiao can sleep in whichever one he likes."

Xiao Jinghuai smiled lazily and charmingly, with a magnetic voice said, "I only want to sleep... in the one you’re in."

"Get lost!"

"..."

This was the first time Song Song said that word to him, she didn’t expect it to feel so good to say!

Xiao Jinghuai squinted his eyes, his expression became even more profound and hard to understand. He looked at the girl with significance, then lightly laughed as he carried Bao Bei upstairs—

Ha! Daring to tell him to get lost, let’s see how he deals with her later?

...

Song Song naturally didn’t know what Xiao Jinghuai was thinking, still obediently sitting in the living room waiting for him to come down.

As soon as she saw him coming downstairs without his coat, she couldn’t help but frown, "Why did you take off your coat?"

Xiao Jinghuai said naturally, "The coat got wet, of course it needs to be taken off."

"...Oh." Song Song suddenly felt a bit tense, her palms began to sweat, "Can I ask you why you suddenly went back and then came back again?"

"Did something happen again with the Xiao Family?"

Xiao Jinghuai raised an eyebrow, "Are you worried?"

Song Song suddenly froze, she couldn’t directly admit that she was worried, lest he find some reason to say things that would move her, "No, just asking casually."

Xiao Jinghuai hid the sharpness in his eyes, smiled and said gently, "It’s not about the Xiao Family, it’s something else."

After that, Song Song didn’t continue asking, they’d soon have nothing to do with each other, asking more seemed pointless—

Xiao Jinghuai actually hoped she’d break the pot and ask thoroughly now because about her biological mother, he indeed didn’t want to hide much.

At least she should be mentally prepared first, otherwise if everything turns out true, he’s afraid she won’t be able to take it and might collapse.

"Song Song—"

He suddenly called her.

Song Song subconsciously looked up at him, unable to deny that this man is the most good-looking, with the noblest demeanor, no matter where he is, whatever he wears, his brilliance cannot be overshadowed.

She turned her gaze away from him, "Speak quickly, I’m tired and want to sleep."

Xiao Jinghuai smiled without speaking, Song Song knew every time he acted like this, it couldn’t be good, felt like he’s "plotting" against her—

Sure enough, the next moment he suddenly sat beside her, reaching out to embrace her waist, his lips moved to her ear, starting to tease her with warm breath—

"Xiao, Xiao Jinghuai, what do you want to do!"

The corners of the man’s lips lifted slightly, a trace of allure flashing across his handsome face, "Song Song, do you know some things are truly enjoyable when done willingly by both parties. But sometimes, force brings a different kind of taste, I want to try that with you now!"

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