She loosened her little arm tentatively and looked up at her father. She was a little uncertain. you really won't hit little uncle again, right? "
"Next time, I'll hit you! You insisted on this!"
"This is more like it!"
Chi Yi broke into a smile and released her father's arm. I'll allow you two to talk, then, Huahua.
Although she said that, she still acted like a third wheel in the room to prevent her father from punching her uncle again. She kept a safe distance between the two of them.
"How do you feel? Do you feel any discomfort?" Chi zhonglei asked his uncle concernedly and patted his shoulder.
Chi Yi's big, round eyes were fixed on her father's hand. Wherever his hand went, her eyes followed. She was so nervous that she did not even dare to breathe.
Chi zuxu shook his head. I'm fine. I'm fine. You guys don't have to worry about me.
"What's wrong?"
