Yu Chen's small body was sandwiched between the two of them, soft and fragrant, making one unable to resist the illusion of wanting to embrace her.

Jian Yao gently put her hands on him and closed her eyes.

In the past few years in prison, thinking about what he thought was going crazy.

During the long night, she pictured her son's appearance in her mind countless times, and her memory of him was frozen in the time when he was just born.

"Aunt Jane."

Yu Chen struggled to move her hand away, "Your hands are so heavy."

The baby's voice brought her back to reality from memory, and Jian Yao suddenly retracted her hand.

"Yu Chen."

Huo Jinming's deep voice sounded, "Let her hug you."

Hearing what Dad said, Yu Chen opened his eyes wide, and moved his small body unwillingly.

"Dad, didn't you say that men shouldn't let women touch them casually?"

His black eyes were as clear as jewels, but what he said next made Jian Yao blush instantly.

"But you let Aunt Jane lie on your bed and let her touch me."

"Ah."

Huo Jinming's lazy nasal voice, "Only she can climb our bed."

He emphasized our words, and once again the matter of sharing the same bed was emphasized, Jian Yao's face was so red that it almost dripped blood.

"Lie down, I'll go down and have breakfast."

She said in a low voice, got up and fled the room.

Heartbeat, fast as if it was about to jump out of my heart.

Seeing the woman fleeing in a hurry, Huo Jinming's eyes dimmed.

After washing up, Jian Yao strolled to the first floor, she remembered that the hotel's kitchen was set up here.

The manager saw her coming down and greeted her respectfully.

"lady."

"Is breakfast ready?"

Jian Yao responded with a smile, "Please let me go to the kitchen."

"This……"

The manager hesitated for a while, and when he saw Jian Yao's unchanging soft smile, he opened his mouth again, "Miss Jiang is already busy in the kitchen, madam, come with me."

Miss Jiang.

Jian Yao said it silently twice, and the beautiful face she saw yesterday appeared in her mind.

It was her.

Seeing that Jiang Yanwan was very busy in the kitchen, Jian Yao stopped looking, turned her head and left.

"Sister Jian Yao."

Jiang Yan smiled softly, "Are you hungry? Don't worry, breakfast will be ready soon."

Her smile was still sweet, just as sweet and lovely as it was six years ago, and her twinkling almond eyes were so clear that Jian Yao almost fell into it again.

Just like it was six years ago.

Her heart twitched violently, and Jian Yao's lonely and calm aura faintly revealed again.

"It doesn't have to be like this."

She said calmly, "Jiang Yanwan, I don't care."

Her heart has long been riddled with holes. During the six years in prison, she was no longer the cheated Jian Yao back then.

Seeing Jian Yao turn around and leave, Jiang Yanwan snorted softly and wrinkled her nose.

In the clear eyes, obvious resentment flashed across.

As soon as she walked out of the kitchen, Jian Yao ran into Safina head-on.

She saw the scene in the kitchen, Jian Yao's desolate and cold aura in front of her made her feel a little distressed.

"Jian Yao, are you okay?"

She stepped forward and gave Jian Yao a big hug, "Don't take these things to heart, you've done a good job."

Safina's body temperature spread to Jian Yao's body, feeling the heat flowing into her body, Jian Yao closed her eyes.

Again.

She had already closed the door of her heart, but why did they still try to walk in?

Don't they think they didn't give enough lessons from six years ago?
"Sefina."

Jian Yao pushed her lightly and broke away from her embrace, "Please don't come close to me."

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