"Tell me, right?" Chang Mian growled in a somewhat frantic voice.
"What do you think?" Chang Shang'ai was anxious. His current expression was as if he had printed a can of Sprite in the summer and felt happy from the bottom of his heart. He was malicious in not giving a positive answer.
Unfortunately, he was so clumsy at the moment that he only wanted a positive answer from her.
Chang Mian gritted his teeth and looked at her, but couldn't get a word "yes". In the end, he had no choice but to turn his head and look at little Zuo Ai in the crib. He wanted to pick her up directly.
his daughter.
But my arms were shaking.
Don't dare to hug, afraid to hug.
So young, and a girl. Girls are so precious.
Girls are made of water and will break when touched. What if a grown man like him doesn't know the importance of weight and doesn't grasp the strength well enough and crushes her to pieces?
He suddenly discovered that touching Che'er early in the morning was not a difficulty at all.
At this moment, it was a difficult problem before him.
"Shang Shang, come here." He could only helplessly beg her for help.
When Chang Shang walked up to him with shaky steps, he immediately made a begging voice: "Pick her up...quickly!"
He made a motion to catch her with both hands, and said with a rather cautious expression: "Pick her up and put her in my hand."
Chang Shang wanted to roll her eyes. "Just hug her yourself."
"Just hug me when I tell you to, there's so much nonsense!" Chang Mian cursed and urged: "Hurry up!"
Faced with this man's strong and domineering attitude, Chang Shang suddenly curled up her lips with a smile, and remained motionless. Anger rushed up, and Chang Mian growled at her in a low voice: "You are so fast!"
He was anxious to death.
This damn woman deliberately made him anxious.
"Dad, didn't you say you won't be cruel to your mother or bully her?" Little Cheche, who was standing nearby, became angry. Hearing his father yell at his mother several times, he stretched out his calf and kicked his father out of anger.
When he raised his head, his movements were obviously looking up, but his momentum was not inferior at all: "Dad is hurting mom, Che'er and Zuo Zuo don't love dad anymore, huh!"
Chang Shang was so happy that she almost danced.
She felt so proud to be protected by her son. She picked up little Cheche and said, "Che'er, can we let dad and Zuozuo be alone for a while?"
"Will dad bully Zuo Zuo?"
"Dad loves Zuo Zuo and he can't even come," Chang Shang laughed out loud, hugged her son and turned around to leave, wanting Chang Mian to communicate with her daughter alone. Chang Mian's helpless and roaring voice came from behind.
"Come back! Xinshangshang, come back! Come back!"
Unfortunately, Chang Shang ignored his plea for help, closed the door from the outside, and walked in the corridor to discuss the problem with little Che Che: "Does Che'er like daddy?"
"..." Little Cheche pouted her lips, with a hint of grievance: "Dad bullies mom."
"Dad didn't bully mom."
Little Cheche didn't believe it: "Mom, you can't lie. Little Cheche saw her father beating her mother with her own eyes... Just now, her father was cruel to her mother..."
Forehead…
When did Chang Mian hit her and was it witnessed by Che'er? Chang Shang was puzzled and continued to ask, while Chang Mian faced what he considered to be the biggest challenge in life alone.
I want to hug that little thing so much.
Damn Xinshangshang! He was so depressed that he gritted his teeth.
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I don't know how long it took, but I finally overcame all the obstacles in my heart and held Zuo Ai in my arms. Chang Mian's eyes were full of tears.