The small body actually blocked Colin's body with great accuracy, and also blocked Lin Qianqian's next slap.
Because Lin Qianqian couldn't hold back her gesture, she slapped her round and fleshy little butt.
The little girl, who is usually very coquettish and noble, is now biting her teeth and is slapped with a stubborn and loyalty.
She didn't cry, but stared at her little eyes a little aggrieved and uncomfortable.
He wrapped his hands tightly around the little brother's neck, and he was still shouting: "Don't hit the little brother, you are not allowed to hit my little brother..."
Now, Lin Qianqian dared not fight.
She looked at each other with Jiang Siqiong, and then she lowered her head to look at the little man in her arms: "Betty, get up, this matter has nothing to do with you. Your little brother is not good, you must teach him a lesson."
"The little brother is very good. The little brother is the best to me. I don't allow you to hit him, I don't allow..." the little girl screamed in a stern voice.
Colin stopped crying, and looked at the little girl he usually likes to bully with tears in his eyes.
Suddenly, he felt that Betty's image magnified in his heart.
It turns out that she is not a crybaby, but she also has a brave side.
After her fuss, Lin Qianqian's anger had disappeared. She sighed heavily, with some expressions of no way to deal with her.
In fact, the beating of her son really made her feel uncomfortable.
It was the flesh that fell from her body, and she loved this little son so much.
She naturally couldn't bear to beat him.
But if she didn't beat her, she was afraid that he would learn bad things like this.
What a bad and undesirable behavior to pinch people.
How could he learn from his father, so cold-blooded and ruthless?
Wherever she was stunned, Jiang Siqiong knew about this and gave up. As a mother, she naturally felt heartbroken that her daughter was pinched, but she had beaten her son. What else could she do?
Jiang Siqiong took her daughter back and placed it on her legs, which was both heartache and sad: "Show me, do you feel uncomfortable in your neck? Do you have a pain in your neck?"
"It doesn't hurt." Betty opened his mother's hand and stared at Lin Qianqian fiercely, for fear that she would hit her little brother again the next second: "I don't pinch me, I don't hurt."
Jiang Siqiong forced his daughter to fall down in her arms, raised her chin, and looked down at her fair little neck.
Because she slept well, the little girl was covered in flesh, and her neck was filled with a small circle of flesh.
Her fingers rubbed on it, searching and searching, but she couldn't find any trace of being pinched.
Jiang Siqiong was shocked. Logically speaking, the child's skin was tender and thin and could not withstand pinching. If he used too much force, he would leave red marks.
But...no.
Does this mean that Colin is just pretending and not pinching his daughter's neck?
Are they just having fun?
Jiang Siqiong looked at Lin Qianqian. Lin Qianqian was also looking at Betty's neck, and such questions also emerged in her mind.
Then their eyes fell on Colin.
I saw the beautiful little boy, with his lips slightly aggrieved and looking at his mother pitifully.
His eyes were very dark and bright, and the color of his eyes looked like her, but those eyes looked particularly like someone, staring at him so deeply.
Lin Qianqian couldn't help but feel ache in her heart, and her heart softened without saying anything.
He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from his face.