Chapter 225 - Am I Really Your Own?
How long had it been? How long had he been staring at his sleeping face?
Suddenly, Mu Sifa became sad. Everything that happened with Shang Cijie was nostalgic to him, even if the current Shang Cijie was sleeping at a place within his reach.
Mu Sifa let out a breath of relief and closed his eyes uncomfortably. Then, he opened them and quietly stared at Shang Cijie's sleeping face.
It was still the same adorable face as before, as if time had no effect on him at all. On the contrary, it made him no longer so young and tender.
“You have finally returned to my side. No matter what happens this time, I won't let you go, Shang Xiaojie. So prepare yourself to be tied up by me for the rest of your life! You're not allowed to go anywhere.”
Mu Sifa's voice was very soft. In his sadness, there was a hint of discomfort. It also carried the longing for Shang Cijie and the determination to stay together for the rest of their lives.
He carried Shang Cijie into his arms and kissed his forehead. Then, he embraced him and fell asleep.
The next morning, when Shang Mingming woke up, he felt a chill. He instinctively touched his surroundings as if he was looking for a blanket. He groped around for a while, but found nothing.
“It's so cold! Where's the quilt?”
He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the place where Shang Cijie fell asleep. However, right now, there was nothing. The surroundings were completely empty.
Shang Mingming was instantly scared awake. He quickly jumped up and shouted loudly, “Xiaojie.”
The moment he got up, the big bed was already in his sight.
Seeing Shang Cijie, who was sleeping soundly in Mu Sifa's arms and bringing the blanket along with him, Liu Tie's veins popped out, “Am I really your biological son?”
That's not right? When did Xiaojie run over there to sleep? It was clearly the middle of my sleep last night, why did it become the side of my bed the moment I woke up? Besides, the parents were hugging each other so tightly that they pissed me off.
It must be that bastard dad again. He must have secretly carried Xiaojie over in the middle of the night.
“Get up, you old bastard.” Ye Zichen kicked Mu Sifa in the groin, causing him to burn with anger.
Mu Sifa woke up from the pain in his sleep and his face turned green.
“Son, this sort of place isn't for kicking.”
“I don't care!” “Who took Xiaojie to bed?”
Hearing Shang Mingming's words, Mu Sifa realized that Shang Cijie was still in his arms.
All of a sudden, Mu Sifa stopped feeling pain and his mood improved.
“What happened?” Shang Cijie woke up and rubbed his eyes softly.
“It's nothing, go back to sleep.” She kissed Shang Cijie and gently rubbed his hair.
Shang Cijie looked at Mu Sifa with a drowsy face and blinked his eyes dumbly, “Mu Sifa?” It did not seem to be the case.
“It's me, my wife. What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?” Ye Zichen kissed Shang Cijie affectionately again and asked worriedly.
Shang Cijie still didn't react, but he didn't think too much about it because he was too tired.
“Let me sleep a little longer, don't be so noisy.” Lying in Mu Sifa's arms again, he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
Eh? Mu Sifa?
Shang Cijie suddenly woke up from his stupor and pushed Mu Sifa away, pulling him out of Mu Sifa's embrace.
“You, what are you doing, hugging me to sleep?” He was completely awake, and his eyes were wide open.
Shang Mingming sighed. He was angry and helpless. Did he just react? Xiaojie, how long are your reflexes?
Forget it, isn't Xiaojie in a daze?
Shang Mingming had a helpless look on his face as he gave up on treating Shang Cijie.
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