After taking a bath, the two little ones kept pestering Song Ci, asking her to sleep with them.
Helplessly, Song Ci had to lie down and sleep with them.
As a result, while accompanying the children, Song Ci actually fell asleep directly on the children's bed.
After ten o'clock, Beizhan Lili and Cheng Yanmo took the initiative to say goodbye, while Song Fei and Yan Jiang stayed at Han's house. After everyone left, Han Zhan carefully told Song Fei and Yan Jiang about what had happened during this period.
After listening to Han Zhan's experience, Yan Jiang felt his scalp tingling, "Your father is really a ruthless man."
Han Zhan said nothing.
He didn't want to talk about Edward too much.
Song Fei was curious about Rain's existence, "Clone... Orianna..." Song Fei was a virus expert, and she was particularly interested in this crazy woman, Orianna.
"You said Orianna would come over. When will she come?"
Han Zhan felt helpless.
He couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if Song Fei and Orianna got together.
That must be a Shura field.
"Maybe after a while."
Song Fei nodded and said, "When Orianna comes, remember to tell me."
"Okay, let's all go to sleep."
"Um."
Han Zhan didn't find Song Ci in his room. He was stunned for a moment before he guessed that Song Ci might still be in the baby room.
Han Zhan ran to the nursery and saw that Song Ci and the others had fallen asleep on the floor-length bed. Because the children had grown up, the crib Han Zhan was sitting in was no longer suitable. The old man was afraid that the children would fall out of the big bed, so he had a floor-length tatami built.
The tatami was two meters wide, enough for the mother and her two daughters to roll around and make a fuss on it.
Song Ci slept in the middle, Han Miao and Han Jun, one slept at Song Ci's feet, and the other had rolled to the ground.
Han Zhan, with a frown on his face, carried the little one on the ground to the bed and put sleeping bags on the two little ones. After thinking for a moment, he put all the children at his feet and lay down directly next to Song Ci.
The children only needed to wear sleeping bags, while he and Song Ci just covered themselves with quilts.
The next morning, Song Ci woke up before Han Zhan.
Song Ci was somewhat helpless when she found out that they had actually slept in the children's bed all night. She carried the two babies to Han Zhan's side and put them down before going downstairs.
Yan Jiang and Song Fei were already up. Song Fei asked Uncle Zhong to teach her boxing, and she was punching a wooden stake. Yan Jiang was making coffee. He was a coffee enthusiast. If he didn't drink coffee in the morning, he would have no energy for the whole day.
Song Ci poured a cup of warm water and drank it slowly.
After she finished drinking, Yan Jiang suddenly said, "Shall we talk?"
Song Ci glanced at him.
Yan Jiang's eyes were full of content, and it was obvious that he had something to say to him.
Song Ci nodded.
Song Ci sat down on a chair in the back garden. The morning light had just emerged from the clouds and was not warm. It was still a little cold in the late autumn morning.
Song Ci draped a blanket over himself.
After waiting for a while, Yan Jiang came out.
He sat on the solid wooden chair next to Song Ci, folded his long legs, took a sip of strong coffee, and then said, "Were you angry last night?"
Song Ci was stunned.
She looked at Yan Jiang in surprise.
Yan Jiang knew that Song Ci was looking at him. He held his coffee and squinted at the east where the sun was rising. His bald head was shining, which looked very funny.
But the serious expression on his face made Song Ci unable to smile. "Yes, I thought you and Song Fei had already set a wedding date. I thought it didn't matter whether I was at Song Fei's wedding or not, so I..."
"So you lost your temper and expressed your dissatisfaction to Song Fei."
Song Dynasty porcelain was speechless.
After hearing Song Fei's explanation last night, Song Ci already knew that she had misunderstood her. Now facing Yan Jiang, Song Ci was ashamed and could not raise her head.
"Song Ci, you don't know how much she cares about you."
Song Ci knew that Song Fei cared about her, but she had a brain problem last night, so she said the wrong things and did the wrong things.
Yan Jiang told Song Ci a secret, "Song Fei cried last night."
Song Ci was surprised, "She..."
"Are you wondering why Song Fei would cry? She actually cried?" Yan Jiang looked at Song Ci disappointedly, his tone becoming stern. "Song Ci, although Song Fei is your older sister, she is actually the same age as you. You cry, so why can't she cry?"
Seeing Song Fei sulking and crying last night, Yan Jiang felt so distressed. "Song Ci, she cares about you very much, please don't hurt her."
"What are you talking about?" Song Fei's voice suddenly interrupted.
Yan Jiang picked up the coffee cup, turned around, and asked Song Fei: "A Fei, would you like some coffee?"
Song Fei shook her head.
Song Fei stared at Song Ci and said expressionlessly, "Why don't you go eat now that you're up? Look at how skinny you are, like a skeleton."
Even when caring about others, Song Fei always looks cold and indifferent.
Song Ci stood up from the chair, walked to Song Fei, and hugged her again.
Song Fei was surprised, "What happened again?"
Song Ci shook her head and said in a muffled voice, "Sister, I'll pay for your wedding, okay? I'm your family. Others have parents, but you have a sister."
Song Fei didn't have much money, but which girl didn't want to have a grand wedding?
Song Fei's nose felt sore, and she pretended to be indifferent and said, "Whatever you want."
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