Zhuo Junyue reached out and touched her forehead, it was still feverishly hot, the fever has not subsided till now.
"My good girl, Mommy will be back soon, you have to get better quickly, don't worry Mommy, understand?"
Several days have passed, Su Ningyan has not yet returned any news, Ah Long is still missing and Ah Hu is not yet awake.
He has hardly slept, whenever he closes his eyes, his little one's face appears in his mind.
She is saying goodbye to him, but no matter how fast he runs, he can't catch up.
That feeling is truly one of despair.
Therefore, he deeply understands the feeling of An An's dreams of Ningyan falling into the water.
Lin Liuliu brought in two cups of milk, "An An, have some milk, Junyue, you should have some too."
An An had no appetite and shook her head, indicating that she didn't want to drink.
Zhuo Junyue took the cup, "An An, just drink a little, Daddy will have it with you, okay?"
