Lele listened to her mommy's words and then looked at ye Junqing again. Her eyes were filled with sadness. She reached out her small hands to hold ye Junqing's face, then looked at the place where ye Junqing was bandaged. She went up and blew hard with her mouth.
"Huff, Huff, Huff, it won't hurt anymore ... Huff, Huff ..."
Lele kept trying hard to blow air, just like when she was young, her mother would blow air for her.
Although Lele's actions were very childish, ye Junqing enjoyed it very much. He felt that the air that she blew on him warmed his heart.
Ye Junqing's heart ached as he patted his daughter's back."It's so magical. With Lele blowing on it like this, daddy's wound doesn't hurt anymore."
Lele blinked her big clear eyes and asked,""Really?"
"It's true. It doesn't hurt anymore. So, Lele, you don't have to blow on it anymore. Talk to daddy for a while."
