The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

The man's voice was deep and hoarse, and he couldn't even hear it clearly.

But in the quiet ward, these difficult and dry words were enough to shock people on the spot.

Bai Xiran was still holding the little girl in her arms, her eyelashes flickered slightly, and she could vaguely see the crystals inside.

Suddenly... I want to cry.

But someone is faster than her.

The little girl didn't know why, and suddenly cried "wow" in her sleep.

The voice was tender and slender, and each sound echoed in Mo Junzhe's ears.

He wanted to coax, but still couldn't do what he wanted.

Bai Xiran hurriedly brought the little girl back and patted her softly, "Why are you crying so well? Mama hugged her to sleep..."

Xiaobao on the side hurried over and glanced at his sister's diaper familiarly, "It seems to be pooping."

He clapped his hands, "Come on, brother, let's go to Auntie to change the diaper."

"Ranran, stay here with Dad, he looks so fragile." The little guy confessed.

Bai Xiran then handed the little girl into his arms.

The mother and son's movements are gentle but familiar, and it can be seen that Xiaobao often hugs each other.

When she turned around, the man on the bed was already drowsy again.

"Are you still uncomfortable?"

she asked softly.

It was difficult for Mo Junzhe to respond.

Then I saw my little wife smiling, with a rare playful look on her round and clean face, "If you feel uncomfortable, just blink your eyes a few more times, I can see it."

The man blinked in agreement.

She simply held his hand, just leaning against the bed and talking in a low voice.

"Recently, a lot of things have happened. Brother Xu helped to deal with the Feng family. It was originally a criminal case, so it should be handled according to the law."

"Most of the following industries have been divided up by the people under the Feng family, and several subsidiaries have directly declared bankruptcy... Specifically, the industries under his name are still in a frozen state."

Bai Xiran briefly described the situation, and after a while, he suddenly froze as if thinking of something.

"One more thing..."

The man looked at her quietly, and slightly closed his barely moving fingers as an encouragement.

When Bai Xiran looked back, the smile on his face was a little stiff.

Even the voice has softened a lot...

"As far as the company...you and the old man are not here, and there is no one in charge recently. So I will call the shots for a few projects."

Mo Junzhe's expression didn't change at all, and the way he looked at her was as gentle as ever.

"You don't think it's a big deal, do you?"

blink.

"Whatever decision I made, right or wrong?"

Blink again.

Bai Xiran secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his fingers against his, "I'll find out when you get better."

She sighed softly, leaning her head on the man's arm, a little greedy for the warmth of his body.

Some people get used to it when they are around.

But when you are about to lose the moment, you will feel empty somewhere in your body...

"Fortunately, it's filled again now."

She murmured a few times in a low voice, and slowly leaned against the bedside to watch him fall asleep again.

Over the past month or so, Bai Xiran felt that this moment was the most secure.

There is no hustle and bustle, no worry, no big rock that always hangs in my heart, and no restless heart.

In short, everything is gradually returning to normal.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Mrs. Mo, there is a visitor."