Meng Beichen slept very well this time, as if he had never slept so sweetly in his life. When he opened his eyes, the room was warm, but he could not see the beauty in his hands.
He was a little anxious and half sat up. This was her room. He looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past eight o'clock. She went to work?
As far as he knew, her work didn't require time constraints at all.
While he was still making random guesses, the door was pushed open and a small pink figure rushed towards him.
"Daddy, you're awake, do you feel better? Mommy is making breakfast."[
Han Xiaorou jumped on the bed and crawled on his lap. Meng Beichen picked her up and kissed her heavily on the face regardless of the pain in his arms.
"Good morning, my little angel."
Han Xiaorou giggled. It was a feeling she had never felt before. A child's heart is easily satisfied. She immediately hugged him and kissed his slightly bearded face, "Daddy, morning
good."
Han Yixing turned around in the kitchen and disappeared. He thought of something and immediately ran to the room. When he saw the two of them fighting in the room, he was stunned for a moment and stepped forward to pull Xiaorou away.
"Come down quickly."
"Why? Mommy, I want to play with Daddy." Han Xiaorou pouted, extremely unhappy, but she still climbed out of bed. She was wearing a small pink skirt and held Meng Bei's hand with one hand.
Chen's thumb refused to loosen.
"Xing'er, we're just..." Meng Beichen saw that she was unhappy, so he had to explain, thinking that she didn't want Xiaorou to get closer to him.
But when Han Yixing stepped forward to check his injury, he frowned and said, "Is your wound okay? Xiaorou doesn't know the severity, what should I do if it hurts you?"
He was surprised and pleasantly surprised. It turned out to be not what he thought. He couldn't help but hold her hand and said with a smile, "I'm not that fragile."
"Hehe, Daddy wants to be intimate with Mommy, so I'll go out first." Xiaorou made a face like a ghost and ran out.
Han Yixing was startled and quickly broke away from him, saying uncomfortably: "I'll go to the kitchen to see if you can wash up."
"To be honest, I can't lift my arms. How about you help me?"