Passionate Devotion

Chapter 164

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164 Taking the initiative to come to the door

“Alright!” Long Yan immediately said.

Miniature Leng Yejin glared at Long Yan in disbelief. Long Yan pretended not to see him. He turned to Leng Yerong and said, ” brother Rong, it’s almost dawn. Why don’t we go for a run and hand Xiao Ye over to sister-in-law so that they can have a good sleep? ”

Seeing hundreds of people dying one after another helplessly, what kind of sadness was behind GE’s calm and unhurried voice?

No matter how calm his brother was, the dull pain in his heart that was suppressed as if a dam had collapsed still leaked out silently. He felt that his brother needed to ease his mood in the arms of a woman full of maternal love.

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“Dragon Flame!” Miniature Leng Yejin’s voice was filled with anger.

“Sister-in-law, I’ll have to trouble you.”

Long Yerong picked up his son and placed him in Tong Lu’s arms. He agreed with Long Yan’s suggestion.

Ji Yiming turned around silently, indicating that he did not participate in the incident and did not see anything. He was not to be blamed for the incident.

At three-thirty in the morning, Tong Lu carried the angry and helpless miniature Leng Yejin back to his room. She turned off the lights and lay in bed.

Xiao Ye, sister Shanshan misses you so much. It’s a pity that she’s not here now. Otherwise, she’d be very happy. Don’t leave tomorrow. Let sister Shanshan play with you, okay? ” Tong Lu coaxed the child. She really liked the little fellow.

The miniature Leng Yejin, however, had a long face. “You’re so annoying!”

I escaped death tonight and even saved you. You heartless little guy, when are you going to change your bad temper? ”

Tong Lu snorted at him and pulled him closer to her. She was really scared out of her wits tonight. She could not show off in front of other people, but she did not need to hide it in front of children. She liked to use children as her pillow at night. Since Shanshan was not around, Xiao Ye could only make do with it.

She felt surprisingly calm as she held the little guy.

Miniature Leng Yejin replied,”Yingluo.”

Did this b * tch do it on purpose?

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She was hugging him so tightly with her chest pressed against his chin. With one breath, the unique Milky fragrance of the woman’s body assailed his nose!

Tong Lu had no idea what was going on. She had been in shock the entire night. She rested her chin on his little head and used him as a pillow. She fell asleep in the blink of an eye. In her sleep, she was still thinking about whether she had been thrown into the inner Lane by the car, or if an arm had carried her out of the river and onto the shore.

It was late at night, but miniature Leng Yejin could not fall asleep. He closed his eyes, and his brain was like a player, constantly replaying everything that had happened on the island. He could still vividly remember how more than five hundred of his men had died one by one in front of him.

He closed his eyes. The pain in his heart was difficult to recover from, but unknowingly, the woman’s motherly aura was like a tonic that gradually calmed the pain in his heart. The woman’s even breathing was like a warm hand, making people feel tired unconsciously, and a touch of peace and tranquility was born in his heart.

The miniature Leng Yejin’s eyes began to blur. He gently pushed the woman who was leaning against him away with his small hands. In her daze, Tong Lu only felt that his little hand was mischievous. She reached out to grab his little hand and held it in her arms, not allowing him to touch it.

Tong Lu turned her body slightly and pressed him into her arms to stop him from moving. She pressed her body even closer to the little fellow.

Being hugged by the woman like this, the miniature version’s breathing stopped.

Tong Lu, let me go!

“Yingluo,” everyone ignored him.

“Don’t stick to my face! Did you hear me?” His voice was young and low, and he said angrily, ” “I’m not your bolster!”

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