"Tomorrow! Why not today?"
"Silly woman, you still have an injury on your knee! Skiing will hurt if you fall..."
Xia Yanxin pursed her lips indifferently, "It's just a skin wound, it didn't damage the joint, I'll be fine."
Long Yutian glared at her with his dark eyes, "No, go rest obediently..."
"Tyrant!" Xia Yanxin muttered discontentedly.
"What did you say?" Long Yutian raised an eyebrow.
Xia Yanxin shrugged her shoulders and lifted her chin with a smile, "I said... the snow is so heavy!"
"Hmph!" Long Yutian finally got up, lifted her small chin, gently parted her bangs, the little girl's recovery ability was not bad, the wound had already scabbed over, but he still didn't like her going out to play with injuries, forcibly carried her into the bedroom and closed the door.
