Last Memory Of Her Mother!

In the bedroom.

Ye Qian stared at his hand with a wry smile on his lips.

This was the hand that Little Qiqi slapped away on instinct.

Ye Qian found it really weird.

Just half an hour ago the little girl was earning more of his love and care, but now.

She even rejected his touch even when she was unconscious.

What would be more heart wrecking than this feeling?

Ye Qian remembers the first time Little Qiqi saw him, she ran into his arms while calling him with a beaming smile.

But now even if he were to touch her, she would get displaced.

"This is ironic."

Ye Qian chuckled lightly but he was not able to hide his pained expression from Yuan Meng and Ning Wei.

"Sister Meng, he..."

Ning Wei called out hearing his laugh and tears in his eyes.

The look was so maddening that it was even more gloomy than when he was not in control of his body.

"He is just feeling bad."