go back She longed to be with her father and son every single moment, but she couldn't. She had endured for four years, gritting her teeth, just half a year left...Seeing her eyes brimming with tears,...Chapter 467 You'll Accompany Me

"It's nothing, I just came to see you..."

His large hand supported her limp body, and he replied in a flat tone. 。"Hmm..." she whimpered softly, her sweet voice carrying a hint of coquettishness, "Can you stay with me and sleep for a while" For the past four years, she had relied on sleeping pills to fall asleep. 。For over a thousand days and nights, she yearned for the days when she could fall asleep in his arms. The thought brought her heart pain. 。Thinking about the past four years of her agonizing pain and intense longing for him, while he had completely forgotten her, An Xiaotu's tears could no longer be held back and streamed down her cheeks. 。Taking a painful, deep breath, she buried her face into his chest. 。Tang Yucheng's body stiffened, he hadn't even rejected or agreed to her request, and couldn't understand why she suddenly burst into tears. 。But her tears inexplicably made his chest feel suffocating, a heavy stone seemed to press down on his heart, weighing him down and causing a dull ache that made it hard for him to breathe. 。She lowered her head, and saw that she was tightly clutching at her chest with both hands, her eyes closed, and she was sobbing softly in a choked voice. 。He took a deep, labored breath. "Don't cry," he said, "I'll stay with you for a while." 。" An Xiaotu froze in his arms, slowly opened her blurry tear-filled eyes, and looked up at him. His face was still cold, without a trace of expression 。"Sleep 。He said coldly, raising his large palm to cover her eyes. 。 An Xiaotu was stunned for several seconds by this action. After regaining her senses, she felt a surge of joy and excitement. 。Back then, he would always cover her eyes with his palm to remind her it was time for bed; now he's forgotten her, forgotten everything about the past. But this action, he still remembers it subconsciously. 。"Well, you're going to sleep with me..." 。Emboldened by his actions, An Xiaotu spoke to him with a bit more confidence. 。"Well, " 。Tang Yucheng responded indifferently, holding her and lying down for a bit, then taking off his shoes and lying down beside her. 。As if remembering something, he got up from the bed and just as he was about to walk towards the door, he saw a small hand tightly clutching his clothes. 。"I went to close the door " 。He gently pried her hand open and walked over to lock the door. 。Then, he sent a text message to Tang Mo Qingye, telling him that they didn't need to come up for lunch later. 。Set his phone to vibrate and put it aside. Then Tang Yucheng lay back down beside her. 。Actually, he wasn't tired at all. He just couldn't refuse her request. 。He lay on his side, gazing intently at her sleeping face. Her skin was fair and smooth, yet one cheek was still slightly swollen, her lips were rosy, her eyelashes long and curled, her eyebrows delicate like brushstrokes, and she had a charmingly tousled bob. 。If he remembered correctly, she was 24 when she gave birth to her son four years ago. This year, she would be 28, but she looked like a college student in her early twenties. An ordinary person wouldn't be able to tell that she was already a mother of a four-year-old child. 。Although he had no feelings for her, he knew he wasn't opposed to living with her in the future. 。Seeing a strand of hair on her cheek, his slender and handsome fingers gently brushed it behind her ear, but it seemed to startle her nonetheless. 。She frowned and let out a soft hum, dazedly following his scent, her soft body slipping into his arms. 。Her presence made Tang Yucheng's whole body tense up. She was too soft, her breath carrying the alluringly faint fragrance from her body. Most importantly, one of her legs, whether it was coincidence or not, was pressing against his... 。Then, he discovered the deepest desires within his heart, rapidly awakened. 。The urge was sudden and violent, like a junkie craving drugs after a long abstinence, and she was the drug, driving him to the brink of losing control, wanting to pin her down with all his might. 。He took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the desire surging within him. He carefully moved her jade leg that was pressing down on him, but the next second, she leaned forward again, her leg applying more pressure, making him feel a bit of pain there. 。Finally, Tang Yucheng's body stiffened on the bed, no longer moving. His smooth and full forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, enduring the pain, staring at the ceiling. 。I deeply felt that agreeing to sleep with her was akin to self-flagellation. 。After Xiao An had finished lunch, he was going back to his room to see his mommy, but he was stopped by others. 。"Little nephew, your father and mother are talking business. Don't disturb them." 。"Tang Mo held the little one in his arms, smiling and soothingly," 。What was on his mind, however, was: I didn't expect his second brother to be so beastly. Little Sister-in-law Rabbit is still sick. 。Xia An frowned and struggled to break free from Tang Moqing's grip. 。Daddy is cold and distant, with a poker face and never speaks much. What could he possibly have to talk about with Mommy What if he said something that upset her 。"Come on, nephew, tell your Uncle Three, how did you find your mommy back then" Tang Moqing diverted the topic and asked. 。Little An was only thinking about his mommy and had no intention of talking to Tang Moqing about anything else. 。He shook his head and wrote on the tablet: Uncle Three, I'm sleepy. I'm going back to my room to sleep. 。"Uncle Three is tired too, it's been ages since he slept with his nephew. Come on, let's go to sleep." 。Tang Mo Qing turned to his parents with a look, then forcefully hugged the little one and walked upstairs. 。Xiaonan didn't want to sleep with his third uncle at all. He just wanted to go back to his room and see Mommy. 。Last time I slept with my uncle, he actually hugged him and called out another woman's name, something like "Bai", which woke him up. He couldn't sleep well because of it. 。

The little guy couldn't speak. Being held by Tang Moqing at night, he couldn't even type to communicate with him. Besides, Tang Moqing deliberately ignored his struggles. The little guy could only be held by him and sulk alone.

When they reached the guest room, Tang Moqing finally put him down. 。Xiao An's feet barely touched the ground before he turned and ran towards the door. But he hadn't taken two steps when Tang Moqing, with his long arms outstretched, grabbed his collar and pulled him back. 。Xiao An roared angrily, "Ah!" His eyes glared fiercely at Tang Mo Qingye. 。"Little nephew, do you want a little sister" Tang Moqing let the child sit on his lap and coaxed with a smile. 。Upon hearing this, Xiao An's face darkened. She bit her lip, clenched her fists, and pounded them hard against Tang Mo Qingye's chest. 。He wouldn't want a sister. If he had a sister, Mommy wouldn't like him as much. 。My dad used to like girls more. If Mommy had a little sister, Dad would only like the little sister and not me. 。Thinking and thinking, the little guy suddenly felt abandoned. 。She cried out, "Wow!" 。Tang Mo Qing ye hadn't expected the little one's reaction to be so big. The moment he started crying, he was at a loss, not knowing how to comfort him. 。 up from the bed nimbly and walked into the bathroom to wash up. 。Dressed up in fresh clothes, he put on a jacket with bigger pockets and stuffed a few red envelopes that he had prepared earlier into...