Nian lie's complexion was indeed not good. He was sitting in a wheelchair, looking as if he could not move freely.
Youzi's mouth pouted, and tears suddenly came out. daddy, Yingluo, it hurts, waa-"
This time, everyone was stunned.
"Didn't I ask you to coax the child? why did you make her cry?"
Father ning said to ning Qing, and ning Qing hurriedly patted youzi on the back.
be good. Mommy is just explaining to you why we came back late. Don't cry anymore. You won't be pretty if you cry, Yingluo.
Seeing that these words had no effect on youzi, ning Qing's head began to hurt.
At this moment, Nian lie pushed the wheelchair forward. His cold face revealed a gentle expression. give it to me. I'll talk to her.
Ning Qing looked at his legs. your body is weak.
"I'm fine."
He raised his hand and didn't use much strength. Ning Qing placed youzi in his arms and adjusted her position to avoid pressing on his wound.
