An Yan's words made He Yun raise his lips and smile. He reached out and pinched her face, "You are right, we are a t-stop. Even if you make mistakes in the future, the mistakes will be with me and not with you."

"If Mr. He makes a mistake, he will be considered mine."

"I won't be wrong." He won't let her take any fault, so he will stop it from the source.

"How can people not make mistakes?"

"For you, I can." He Yunshen's tone sounded with confidence.

Then, he let her lie on the bed, pulled the quilt on one side to cover her.

He reached out and stroked her hair, then lowered his head and kissed her lips, "YF needs a nap."

An Yan subconsciously reached out and held his palm. Her hands were still trembling unconsciously. Even though she wanted to control her, her hands were not in control at all. She quickly withdrew her hand and held the quilt tightly, otherwise He Yunshen would have noticed.

"Where are you going?" she asked him out loud, "Are you going to the chaebol? Or are you going to the airport now?" An Yan obviously couldn't bear to leave him, and the eyes of looking at him were completely reluctant to leave.

He Yunshen looked at her reluctant look, chuckled, and pinched the tip of her nose, "Don't you let me see my mother?"

An Yan nodded, "Yeah." s3;

"I am strict with my q. I have to listen to what my wife says, so I'm going to see her now."

An Yan was amused by He Yunshen's words. She burst out laughing, then looked at He Yunshen and said, "This is not at all like it was said from Mr. He."

"Do you know how much love words Quan Shaocheng said to Ye Ninghuan before he tricked her home?"

An Yan shook her head. She really didn't know. How could she know that she didn't know them at all before?

"How many have you said?" An Yan asked curiously.

"Innumerable love words."

An Yan was stunned, "So Mr. He wants to follow his example?" Then, she smiled sweetly at him.

He Yunshen shook his head, his throat moved slightly, "I only say twelve sentences to you."

"Twelve sentences?" An Yan was puzzled and didn't understand what he meant. "Why are they twelve sentences?" she asked.

"It's time for you to go to bed." His low voice rang in her ears, sniffing at the heat. She felt her ears itchy and subconsciously hid.

He looked at her reaction, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he tucked the corners of his quilt.

But An Yan still adhered to the spirit of not giving up and continued to ask: "Tell me why it is twelve sentences?" She really couldn't understand this.

He Yunshen did not want to explain it to her, but reached out and pinched her little face, turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

An Yan looked at his majestic back and frowned slightly with a delicate eyebrows. After thinking about it, she couldn't understand why it was twelve sentences.

Twelve? What does it mean?

...

He Yunshen left the courtyard, walked towards the main house, walked past the open-air staircase on one side, and entered the third floor.

He stepped towards Yu Peiya's bedroom and pushed the door open and entered.

He Yunshen's sudden appearance scared Jian Manxi. She looked at He Yunshen with great fear, but she still plucked up the courage, and shouted with her head: "Mr. He."

It was not as delicate as before, on the contrary, her voice was shaking. He didn't even look at Jian Manxi, looking at Yu Peiya who was sleeping on the bed, with her thin lips slightly opened and asked, "When did she fall asleep?"
Chapter completed!