Qi Xiangyang got out of the car with Su Liang who had just finished the operation. As soon as he started to take steps, a car stopped at the gate.
Ou Zhekai's tall figure pushed down the door from the driver's seat. When he saw the person in Qi Xiangyang's arms, he was startled and stepped forward quickly, "What's going on? What's wrong with her?"
"Cerebral hematoma, pressure on the retina, just completed the operation." Qi Xiangyang did not hide anything, his charming eyes slightly raised, he glanced at the dusty Ou Zhekai, and carried Su Liang into the villa.
Ou Zhekai followed without saying a word.
"European pig pig!"
As soon as Ou Zhekai entered the living room, before he could ask more about Su Liang's condition, he saw a soft and waxy little figure bump into his arms with a "plop" sound. He was startled and immediately stretched out his arms to hug her.
"Mint, be good." Ou Zhekai lowered his eyes and glanced at the little guy holding his thigh. When he looked up, Qi Xiangyang had already disappeared around the corner of the stairs with Su Liang in his arms.
"Ou Zhuzhu, Mint misses you so much..." Mint rubbed his trouser legs and pulled his trousers into a ball. He loosened his hands and looked at the wrinkled trouser legs, giggling again.
"Chou Chou!"
"..." Ou Zhekai stared at the invisible little witch with his trousers in his hands for less than a moment, and reached out to pick her up.
"Mint is heavier, grown up, and more beautiful!" Ou Zhekai looked at her delicate little face with emotion, and gently pinched her nose with his big hand.
When Mint was just born, she looked very much like Su Liang, but as she grew older, the outline of her little face and the aura she exuded became closer and closer to Qi Xiangyang.
"Does Ou Zhuzhu still like mint?"
"like."
Ou Zhekai kissed her little face and said, "No matter what Mint becomes, she will still be Uncle Ou's little princess."
"I like Ou Zhuzhu too!" Mint pouted her lips and kissed Ou Zhekai back on the face. Her tender pink lips pressed against his cheek, which was so warm and touching.
Ou Zhekai's hand holding her small body tightened slightly.
When Qi Xiangyang walked downstairs, he saw exactly this scene...
He narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly remembered that when Mint was born until she returned to him, the person who had always played a father role to her was Ou Zhekai, and his face darkened slightly.
As I paced down, my footsteps became louder unconsciously.
"Daddy!"
As soon as Mint saw him coming downstairs, she immediately broke away from Ou Zhekai's arms and ran towards him with her short legs. Qi Xiangyang bent down and picked her up.
He scratched her little nose with his finger, "How many times have I told you not to run so fast? What if you fall?"
"Giggle..."
Mint laughed out loud. He was not angry even after being scolded. He touched his little nose with his little hand and pointed at Ou Zhekai, "Ou Zhuzhu."
"Well, Daddy knows." Qi Xiangyang walked to the sofa holding Mint and sat down elegantly.
Mint sat in his arms, fiddling with the buttons of his shirt, as if she couldn't get enough.
Ou Zhekai felt slightly sad when he saw their father and daughter's intimate actions, but his face didn't show it at all.
"How is she doing?" Ou Zhekai sat across from Qi Xiangyang and looked at him with a frown.
"That's why you came here to ask me this? I thought Jiarui was yours, and you should know it very well. Besides, didn't you see it just now?" Without an antidote, what else can I do besides keep getting worse?
Qi Xiangyang's hand on the armrest of the sofa tightened silently.
