Ye Junqing felt that he might really not understand the world of children.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw the love letter.
It had to be said that the language was still quite smooth.
Ye Junqing was shocked and coughed a few times.
Lele was a very considerate little cotton-padded jacket. She immediately looked at her father worriedly."Daddy, are you sick?"
"Lele, why do you think so?"
"When mommy coughed in the past, it was because she had a cold. It would take a few days. Daddy, you have to take your medicine quickly."
Ye Junqing's heart ached when he thought about Xie Lizhen's illness."Lele, be good. Tell Daddy, is your mommy having a hard time?"
"Yes, mommy will miss daddy too. Mommy won't be able to sleep at night. When mommy is sick, she can't sleep for days ..."
Lele's words didn't make much sense, but ye Junqing understood what she said. His heart ached for Xie Lizhen even more.
