Ning Qing was speechless. Mo Han raised his head. I thought that mom was angry at me because I didn't keep a distance from her.
Ning Qing touched his face. no, I'm not angry with you.
"Really?"
"It's true."
The boy finally revealed a smile, melting the estrangement and distance between the two.
Ning Qing held his hand and led him inside. Mo Han looked around and looked at the bathroom. where's dad? "
"He's in the bathroom."
It was only after she finished speaking that ning Qing remembered Nian lie, who had been left out to dry by her. She went into the bathroom and tidied him up before pushing him out.
When the child saw Nian lie, he respectfully called out, " dad. Nian lie acknowledged him with a neutral " mm.
Ning Qing patted the bed. come, Mo Han, come here.
He carried the glass of milk and walked over.
Nian Yu glanced at him. you prepared this for me? "
