"Su Ying, my eyes hurt. Help me take a look."
The veins on Su Ying's forehead bulged momentarily, and she turned to glare at Xiao Jin. "Your eyes have already hurt three times this morning!" Couldn't this guy conduct himself properly?
Xiao Jin frowned slightly, and he appeared a little aggrieved. "It really hurts a little."
"Father, what's wrong? Let me blow for you."
Xiao Jin picked up the younger toddler Ling and lowered his eyes. "Father is fine."
"But Father's eyes are red. It must be very painful…" Ling's childish voice was filled with certainty.
"Mother, Father is so pitiful…"
Su Ying simply couldn't resist the child's beseeching eyes. She could only admit defeat and turned her eyes to look at Xiao Jin's face again. She had already looked at him countless times this morning.
She moved closer to him to take a look and realized that his eyes were indeed a little red-rimmed. "Does it hurt? Does it itch?"
