While wiping Lu Wanwan's hands, he asked in a low voice: "Your mommy, have you ever taken care of your daddy like this?"
An An squatted next to the sofa and said without thinking: "Of course I took care of him. When my dad had a car accident, mommy wiped his face and hands every day."
As for the other parts of Daddy's house, they were left to the two male caregivers.
After hearing this, Li Jingchen glanced at him and asked calmly: "I mean, did your mommy take care of your daddy when he was drunk?"
"This...I won't tell you." An An shut up and stopped talking, because the more she talked, the more pitiful her father became.
Li Jingchen raised his eyebrows, thinking that if he didn't say it, it would be gone.
If there was, An An would definitely show it off to him without hesitation.
After wiping Lu Wanwan's body, Li Jingchen stretched his arms behind her head, lifted her up and hugged her up.
An An knew that he wanted to take mommy back to the room.
Compared to sleeping on the sofa, sleeping on the bed is naturally more comfortable.
An An stood up, picked up the quilt in the small sofa, and followed.
When An An came to the door, she saw Li Jingchen bending down and gently placing Mommy on the bed. The muscles in his arms were bulging, and he was full of strength at first glance.
An An couldn't help but look back, glanced at his still immature arms, and thought a little depressed, when will he be like Li Jingchen?
At this time, Li Jingchen turned around and looked at the little man standing stupidly at the door: "Are you mopping the floor?"
"Ah?" An An was stunned for a moment, then realized that a corner of the quilt he was holding in his arms was on the ground.
He quickly picked it up, but the other side slipped down again.
Li Jingchen didn't help him, he just sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him at a loss, and finally came to the conclusion of "high score and low ability".
The quilt was 1.8 meters long, big and heavy. An An used her chin to push the fluffy quilt down hard, and finally her head came out: "What does it mean to have high scores and low energy?"
Li Jingchen said calmly: "It means that although your academic performance is very good, you lack life experience."
An An bit her lower lip and said with some dissatisfaction: "Daddy and Mommy said that I just need to study hard and I don't need to worry about the rest."
A smile appeared on Li Jingchen's lips: "Are you admitting that you are a pampered young master?"
An An understood this as a mockery of him and couldn't help but retorted: "Aren't you the same?"
"I'm different." Li Jingchen's eyes showed melancholy, but his tone remained calm: "My mother passed away when I was very young. When I was your age, I had already tasted the warmth and warmth of human nature."
Li Jingchen's mother...is also his grandmother?
A strange feeling hit An An's heart, and he didn't know how to describe this feeling.
Although they had never met, they were connected by blood, so when he heard the news, he felt sad for a short time.
"Why did she die so early?" When these words blurted out, even An An herself was startled.
Li Jingchen asked: "You want to know?"
An An was eager to conceal her emotions and said: "No, I'm not interested in knowing. It's none of my business."
"She is the best woman to me, but now I have to add another one." Li Jingchen said, looking at Lu Wanwan, his eyes were particularly gentle.
An Anxin said bluntly: "Then you didn't save my mommy back then!"
Li Jingchen frowned, feeling regretful in his heart: "I admit, that is the most regretful thing I have ever done."
An An noticed that the wrinkles between his brows were deeper than others, indicating that Li Jingchen often frowned.
But according to Uncle Mu's words, with Li Jingchen's current status, he can easily control other people's emotions.