Xia Youxin's face couldn't help but turn red again, and she whispered: "Go to you, you are the most unscrupulous. Okay, lie down and I'll help you massage your scalp. I heard that this is a relief."

"Need not."

"Just use it! Lying down!" Xia Youxin pulled Ye Qianmo over. He saw that the little thing was very persistent, so he asked her to press it.

Ye Qianmo lay on the bench in the pavilion, putting her head on Xia Youxin's thighs, and her fingers slowly inserted into his hair, pushing back and forth on his scalp.

Ye Qianmo closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment in a state of great comfort.

"How is it? Is it really relieved? Is it comfortable?" Xia Youxin asked.

"It feels very comfortable, thank you, baby." Ye Qianmo said gently.

Xia Youxin felt that she could finally do something for him, so she worked harder to help him rub his scalp.

Afraid that her little hands would become sore, her fingers were so slender that he enjoyed it for a while, then stood up and said, "Okay, come and try what you feel, I'll help you touch it."

Xia Youxin didn't refuse either. Such a moment was rare for them.

The two of them changed for a while, she lay down on his legs, his slender fingers inserted into her hair, imitating her appearance, and massaging her scalp.

"Well... it's so comfortable, it's really comfortable."

"It's still a bit windy outside, so let's go back to the room. I'll help you rub it well when you go back." Ye Qianmo's voice became a little hoarse, and Xia Youxin didn't pay attention.

"Is there any wind? I feel very comfortable." She said silly and naively. This unprepared appearance made Ye Qianmo even more moved.

Even though he was sitting here with Xia Youxin and sharing the world of two, he would occasionally think of the children in the hospital and still couldn't help but worry.

But he thought that as long as he was by Xia Youxin's side, he should focus all his attention on her. He could not let her quality of life be because the birth of the child had declined.

Ye Qianmo returned to the room with Xia Youxin who was still immersed in the comfort and softness of being massaged just now. After putting it on the bed, he said to her seriously: "I have learned massage, and now I will give you a massage."

"Okay." Xia Youxin replied softly.

Keep massage

The night gradually became deeper, and the tired Xia Youxin slept very heavily. Ye Qianmo didn't fall asleep. He was always worried about the situation in the hospital.

No news is the best news. If there is any problem with the child, the housekeeper will definitely call back to report it.

Ye Qianmo, you must have a good rest and maintain physical strength. You have parents above you, Xiao Ye Zhengheng below you, and your woman, you must keep your energy alive at all times.

Thinking of this, Ye Qianmo slowly fell asleep, and it was almost dawn.

Even if Ye Qianmo was asleep, he was not very stable in his dream. Things during the day appeared in his dreams like movies.

"Your child has congenital heart disease and cannot undergo surgery. He can only wait for death, he can only wait for death..." The doctor said gritting his teeth. Ye Qianmo was very anxious and wanted to get rid of that dream.

"Mr. Ye, it's okay, the child must be fine, as long as we don't let the child cry." He seemed to hear Lin Ling persuade him, and when he looked back, the child was not around.

When he was thinking about where the child had gone, he suddenly heard the child's crying. He walked towards the ward and saw the confinement nanny named Li holding the child, and the child kept crying.

"Don't let the child cry! Have you forgotten? Coax the child to me! Don't let him cry!" Ye Qianmo scolded and pounded the bed with anxious hands.

Xia Youxin was woken up by him and saw that he was dreaming, so she hurriedly shook him.

"Mo, wake up!"

"Don't let my child cry, have you heard it?" Ye Qianmo roared loudly, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Xia Youxin angrily. She was completely stunned.

His emotions were so excited, his expression was even a bit ferocious, and he stared at Xia Youxin, as if he had already regarded her as the confinement nanny who always made the child cry.

"Mo? You are dreaming! Wake up!" Xia Youxin shook Ye Qianmo for another moment, and then he calmed down and looked at Xia Youxin in a daze. After a few seconds, he finally figured it out that he was just dreaming just now.
Chapter completed!