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The cold medicine has sleeping element, Ji An'an must sleep every time after taking medicine.

She had been planning to sit in the rocking chair that night and watch the scenery, but the cool evening breeze, coupled with the rocking chair rocking back and forth, gradually summoned the sleepyhead.

Teng Yiyang walked with light footsteps and squatted in front of her, while quietly looking at her.

His once rosy cheeks had lost some of their color from illness, and he caressed her face lovingly with his hand.

"And here I thought you had trained for a few years to become immune to poisons. No matter what I say or do, it's all useless. I didn't expect you to still be so weak."

he whispered.

Nanny Lee had already warmed up the food and was on her way upstairs to call him. Just as she was about to step onto the last flight of stairs, she saw two people lying down and squatting not far away.

The young man looked tenderly at the sleeping beautiful woman, his hand gently pushing the rocking chair, the light outside gently wrapping around the two of them, very pleasing to the eyes, and also very warm.

Nanny Lee couldn't bear to destroy this scene. She silently withdrew her foot, turned around and left quietly.

Ji An'an had a dream. In the dream, she was lying on top of soft clouds with her body soft and comfortable. She watched the clouds in the sky turn into butterflies, giraffes, umbrellas … In the end, it became Teng Yiyang's appearance.

Slowly, her figure began to take shape. Her clothes, shoes, with broad shoulders and long legs, both hands in her pockets, and her lips curled up as she walked towards her step by step.

"Ji An'an, you even dreamt of me. Does that mean you still have me in your heart?"

"You're lying!"

She woke up with a start. The rocking chair shook violently, and she quickly grasped the handle.

Only then was he able to clearly see the place he was currently at: the balcony, the lights, the night sky.

Besides, she was the only one with the night light on.

She stroked her forehead. It was just a dream.

She didn't know what time it was, but seeing that it was getting late, she had to go downstairs.

Just as he was about to stand up, he realized that he was wearing a set of clothes.

She thought it was Nanny Lee who was afraid that she would catch a cold and help her cover it up.

When he took a closer look, he realized that this piece of clothing looked somewhat familiar.

Wasn't this what Teng Yiyang was wearing when he went to work today?

So he came back from work?

No, her focus shouldn't be on how his clothes could cover her.

Carrying her clothes, she went downstairs with a questioning look on her face.

Hearing the sound of coming down, Teng Yiyang looked up and saw her on the stairs. She put down her son's Magic Cube and walked in front of her.

He reached out to touch her forehead, but she was already prepared to avoid him.

"I don't have a fever." She looked at him.

Teng Yiyang nodded and retracted his hand, "That's good."

She wanted to ask if he had just been upstairs, but decided against it. "Your clothes."

Teng Yiyang looked at the hand that she reached out, but didn't take it, "Take it, we have to prepare to go home now."

As he said that, he raised his hand to call the waiter, buckling the dog rope held in the waiter's mouth onto its neck. Then he picked up his son, picked up Ji An'an's bag, and said to the person in the hall, "Grandfather, I'll send An An and Shuibao back tomorrow. I'll be going back first."

Senior Teng was very dissatisfied with his act of not taking the house as his own and snorted twice.

But when the little great-grandson waved goodbye to him, his face bloomed into a smile again. "Good, good. See you tomorrow."

Teng Yiyang walked out of the house with the dog and his son in his arms.

Ji An'an also said goodbye to Senior Teng, told him not to drink so much tea in the middle of the night, hugged her clothes and chased after Senior Teng.

Senior Teng stroked his beard and smiled as he switched the tea to warm water.

I can see my wife and my little great-grandson again tomorrow, and I'm very happy.

When the family of three returned home, Teng Yiyang took his son to take a bath.

Ji An'an looked at the time. It was almost ten o'clock. It must be because of her that she was able to come back so late.

Half an hour later, Teng Yiyang finished dealing with his son and went downstairs. He met Ji An'an who was boiling water in the kitchen and walked over.

Ji An'an saw him and said, "Do you want some?"

"Half a glass will do."

Ji An'an nodded and poured some water for him.

The light in the kitchen was bright, and when Ji An'an passed him some water, she could clearly see the green in his eyes.

She remembered that her son had said that he had barely slept the night before to take care of her, and that he had risen early this morning to cook porridge.

Teng Yiyang took the water and saw that she had not left. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there something?"

She nodded, "Let Uncle Wang drive us here tomorrow. Sleep early, we still have to work tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, but her path was blocked.

Teng Yiyang looked down at her from above and said in a slightly cold tone, "You don't want to get along with me that much?"

Ji An'an knew that he had misunderstood her meaning. She just didn't want him to run away.

"You're thinking too much."

The person in front of him had a calm look in his eyes and did not seem like he was faking it.

Teng Yiyang thought that he had overreacted. Maybe she felt sorry for him and didn't want him to suffer that much.

The corner of his mouth curled up, "Then let me send you guys back tomorrow. It won't take long."

Ji An'an saw him get angry at one moment, then happy the next, really uncertain.

The house and company were located in the north to south of Heavenly Garden, so it was not going well for them. However, since he had said that, if she refused again, he would probably be angry again.

"Fine."

She was about to leave when he called to her.

She frowned up, and his hand fell on her forehead.

The back of his hand was pressed against his forehead. It was rather cold.1

He said to himself, "Well, it's really not hot anymore."

Ji An'an took a step back, unhappy that his body had suddenly come into contact with hers.

Teng Yiyang raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Don't be so nervous, I have to personally confirm if you have a recurrent fever to be able to relax. Alright, let's go to bed early. "

As soon as she heard the last sentence, she thought of her dream in the rocking chair tonight, and she turned and hurried up the stairs.

Teng Yiyang felt like there was a wolf chasing after her when he saw her in such a hurry.

He touched his nose. Was he that scary?

Thus, for the next two days, Teng Yiyang first sent his wife and children to the old home before going to work.

Thus, Ji An'an and Shuibao would stay at the Old Manor during the day to accompany Senior Teng, and at night, they would be brought back to Heavenly Garden.

Her cold was much better, and besides the occasional cough or two, the flush on her face was gradually returning.

On this day, Ji An'an sat in the living room and helped Nanny Lee choose the dishes.

Nanny Lee suddenly sighed. "All these years young master has been busy with work, leaving early and returning late. Overtime work is a common thing, and he often doesn't eat on time. He only went to the hospital last year due to a stomachache."

Ji An'an paused for a moment before continuing, "He's managed such a big group. It must have been pretty tiring."

Nanny Lee nodded. "That's right. The company's food is nothing compared to home. His stomach isn't good, so he definitely won't be feeling well. It's a pity that I can't bring food to him with my arms and legs …"

At this point, Nanny Lee's eyes lit up as she looked at her. "I almost forgot, An An, you'll be fine later on. Can you bring Young Master lunch?"

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