"How did you do it?" Tian Junhao looked at Xiao Le's hands that were wrapped like rice dumplings, and hugged her distressedly.
His eyes fell on An Ying, who was squatting at the door and already asleep. He quickly walked to An Ying's side and found that her hands were also wrapped in gauze, and her heart suddenly ached.
He whispered softly and carried Xiao Le back to the house, put her on the sofa, picked up her little hand, and frowned more and more.
"Xiao Le, tell daddy, how did you do it?"
Xiao Le originally wanted to tease her father, but suddenly she felt the heartache in Tian Junhao's eyes. She searched her nose and felt a little unbearable.[
Her father loves her the most, so how could she make him sad?
So, for the first time, he stopped lying and confessed proactively with a grin: "Hehe, dad, it doesn't hurt. Dad, don't be sad. Look?"
As she spoke, she struggled to remove the gauze and stretched out her intact little hand in front of Tian Junhao:
"Dad, Xiaole doesn't feel hurt, dad, don't be sad."
Um? "What about your mother?" His heart kept hanging, and he was even more worried about his precious woman.
Xiao Le was happy again, like Tian Junhao, he hooked his fingers. When Tian Junhao brought his ear close, Xiao Le said softly:
"Mom said she was pretending to cry and be in pain because you were angry and ignored her. Hehe, dad, you can't say it was me who betrayed mom. I went to play, okay!"
Xiao Le left a saliva mark on the side of Tian Junhao's face and walked away, feeling very happy in his heart.
Hehe, mom's plan has come to nothing. There must be a good show to watch. Let's go get the telescope and watch the show later.
Tian Junhao frowned when he heard Xiao Le's words. How dare he lie to him?
He walked with clanging steps, wanting to catch An Ying and teach her a lesson, but seeing her sleeping soundly, his heart softened again.
He leaned down, picked up his baby, and walked lightly to the bedroom. After making sure An Ying was asleep, he covered her with a quilt and gently rubbed An Ying's face.
Looking at her rice dumpling-like hands again, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
An Ying was woken up from her sleep by her touch. She opened her hazy sleepy eyes and saw an enlarged version of Tian Junhao's handsome face.
He stood up excitedly and said softly, "Hao, are you back?"