Especially when they are sick, children become more dependent on their father.
Ning Yabei, who has extremely fragile nerves and extremely developed tear glands, couldn't hold on any longer before Qin Xiaoman even thought of crying every time the nurse took out the needle.
Therefore, this habit has been formed. No matter what the illness is, big or small, Qin Xiaoman almost always overcomes the illness by staying in his father's arms.
The habit became natural, and from then on, the person whom my daughter clung to the most was not her mother but her father.
There is a saying that goes well: A daughter is her father's lover in his previous life; he did not love her enough in his previous life, so he must continue to love her in this life.
Qin Xiaoman had always thought this way. In all her youthful fantasies, her future lover would be as handsome, gentle, gentle and full of masculine charm like her father. Until Yan Zisong unreasonably put her pink dream to death.
Completely broken.
The girl who was immersed in warmth suddenly felt a worry that had been suppressed for a long time once again surfaced in her heart.
With some cowardice and timidity, the problem she has been avoiding is still like a thorn in her heart.
The girl who has forced herself to "don't think too much" countless times and has been hesitating and hesitating does not have a stubborn character to control everything; but after all, she is only nineteen years old, and she is simply enjoying the journey.
The nineteen years of care and attention cannot bear too much confusion...
The conflicted and depressed girl thought about it for a long time, and finally mustered up some courage. She stopped solemnly and confided to the round-faced girl beside her who was happily eating a hot dog, "Nursery Rhyme, do you think it is possible for me..."
"Look!"
Tong Yao was suddenly unaware of his companion's hesitant expression. He stared straight at a Buick parked on the roadside and touched Qin Xiaoman's arm hard, "It's Da Liu's car."
As he spoke, his eyes rolled around several times, "Do you have a Swiss Army knife or something with you?"
Qin Xiaoman's courage that she had finally accumulated was suppressed. He could only follow her gaze and shook his head helplessly, "I've only seen what a Swiss Army Knife looks like in a magazine. What are you going to do?
ah?".
"Puncture his tires!" Nursery Rhyme gritted her teeth viciously, completely ignoring the feasibility of this idea. "That guy calls and harasses me every day now. I'm almost bored to death with him."
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[Do you feel that nursery rhymes and his old wetness are very cute?? (*^__^*) Hehe]