The ex-wife is so attractive that the abstinent rich man is driven crazy every day

Tang Xing lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, "I'm thinking about the child. Where do you think she is? Can we find her?"

When mentioning this, Fu Hanshen's face darkened.

"We've been looking for her. If Lan Xuan can escape from death, I believe good luck will also favor her!"

Even he himself had no confidence in what he said. In fact, they all knew that if a three-year-old child fell into the sea, especially at night when the temperature was the lowest, it would be difficult for him to survive if he was not rescued in time!

Tang Xingwan couldn't remember what happened in the past few years, but thinking about what happened to the little girl and the possibility that she might not come back, it felt like someone had cut off a piece of her heart, and her chest felt tight and painful.

It hurt so much that she could hardly breathe!

Tang Xing went to bed at night and had a dream.

In the dream, the little girl hugged her neck affectionately, her tone of voice was as soft and sweet as honey, her eyebrows were crooked when she smiled, and she said "Mommy" in her mouth. It seems to melt people's hearts. Suddenly she got off her arms and ran towards the distance.

"Mommy, come and chase Nuannuan..."

"Slow down, don't fall."

She smiled and wanted to catch up, but was suddenly enveloped in a mass of fog. The thick fog completely covered the little girl until she could no longer be seen.

"Warm..."

she shouted, reaching out to grab something.

But no matter how she shouted, there was no response.

She panicked!

"Warm..."

hoarse.

Just when she was about to collapse, she fell into a warm embrace.

"Wanwan, wake up."

Someone called softly and patted her cheek gently.

Trying to wake her up.

Opening your eyes, tears filled your eyelashes.

Tang Xingwan looked at the person in front of him blankly, and the man's deep and three-dimensional facial features gradually became clear.

"You were dreaming, it's okay now!"

Fu Hanshen couldn't sleep, so he went out to smoke a cigarette. When he passed by Tang Xingwan's room, he heard soft calls coming from inside.

One sound is more urgent than the other.

Worried about her condition, he pushed the door open and went in.

He saw her lying on the bed, her eyes closed, and her hands constantly in the air, trying to catch something.

He knew she was dreaming!

Tang Xing grasped the fabric on the man's chest and found his voice, "I dreamed about her. I wanted to catch her, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't catch her. The fog was too heavy and she ran away. It went too fast, and I was the only one left in the end!”

His voice suddenly choked up, "Do you think I will lose her?"

No news for so long.

At night, she suddenly had another dream that made her panic.

What does this imply?

Fu Han's eyes were dark and his jawline was tense, but his tone was still gentle and soothing.

"The older generation said that dreams are all opposite. We have to think in a good direction. Nuan Nuan might be waiting for us somewhere to pick her up and take her home!"

He gently stroked her back with his palms, trying to comfort her in this way.

A steady stream of warmth came from the man's body, and Tang Xingwan's cold body gradually became warmer, and his whole body was freed from the panic and loneliness in his dream. Only later did she realize that she was being held in a man's arms, and she actually felt somewhat indescribable dependence on such a familiar yet unfamiliar embrace.

He wiped the corners of his eyes randomly twice and withdrew from the man's arms.

"Sorry, I made you laugh!"

A fleeting look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Feeling her sudden alienation, Fu Han's eyes darkened.

"It's okay. Do you need me to accompany you?"

Both of them were worried about Tang Nuannuan's life and death, so naturally they couldn't sleep.

The nights are long, and if you hold back your emotions, it’s really easy to get depressed.

Tang Xing put his arms around his knees and rested his chin on his knees, thinking about the dream just now and feeling a little depressed.

"Would you like to have a drink together?" Fu Hanshen suggested.