"When love runs deep, who knows." An Xuan mentioned the matter with some embarrassment as he touched his nose and picked up Wangzi from Zhang Ya's arms, gently tapping Little Wangzi's forehead, "Wangzi, shall we go outside to build a snowman with uncle?"
Wangzi looked at his uncle, then stretched his neck to look upstairs, not seeing Mommy. He pouted, and Jindoudou almost fell. The two of them hurriedly comforted him for a while, and only then did Wangzi agree reluctantly, sniffing sadly.
An Xuan and Zhang Ya glanced upstairs while holding Wangzi as they left. If An Lan knew about this, no matter how Huo Zhanting acted pitifully, she wouldn't leave Wangzi to accompany him.
An Lan slept until twelve midnight.
When she opened her eyes, she looked at the ceiling in confusion, unable to tell the time for a moment. A dim yellow lamp was lit by the bedside, and she saw Huo Zhanting's handsome face sleeping beside her under the lamplight.
