Princess, be nice

Chapter 1192

Without letting go, Yuan Changhuan tried to break free, and sure enough, Xie Ci pinched him even tighter as before.

Yuan Changhuan said in Xie Ci's ear naturally and familiarly. "It hurts, Songsong."

Hearing Yuan Changhuan's words, Xie Ci let go subconsciously, only slightly, to ensure that Yuan Changhuan was not pinched by him, nor did he leave.

The corners of Yuan Changhuan's lips curled up, and they were quickly pursed, his brows and eyes were flat.

There's nothing ridiculous about that.

Yuan Changhuan let out a sigh, lying on the bed, tired all over, wanting to sleep.

But she turned her head to look at the bright light outside the window, but she couldn't fall asleep. Xie Ci's fever came down, why did she feel that she was a little hot, could it be contagious to her?

In a daze, Yuan Changhuan fell asleep.

I could vaguely hear my son's worried voice, "Father, when will Mother wake up?"

Then a hoarse voice replied, "Wake up soon, she is overworked."

"Hey, Mother took care of Daddy last night and didn't sleep, she must be too tired."

"Ah."

Just a word of um, Xie Ci really has no conscience, she fainted from overwork in taking care of him, so Xie Ci just used the word um to send her off.

Yuan Changhuan didn't realize how unhappy he was, it was just because Xie Ci's performance was too plain.

Drowsy, she wanted to open her eyes and tell her son that she was fine, she was just asleep, but she couldn't open her eyes no matter what.

Especially, the more you want to open it, the more you can't open it. This feeling is really... uncomfortable.

Is Xieci the same as last night?
at this time.

Xie Ci sat on the bed, staring blankly at Yuan Changhuan's hand that he was holding. When he woke up this morning, he saw that he was holding her hand, and it seemed as if they were stuck together. They couldn't tell each other apart. open.

Does she not reject herself?

"Hey, Daddy, why are you still holding mother's hand?" Yuan Miao, after hearing that her mother was fine, turned her attention to her own father, looking at their hands strangely.

Leaping over to separate them, Xie Ci acted weak, "Daddy's hands are weak."

"Last night, my father didn't let go of my mother's hand. My mother pinched my father's cheek in anger. My father didn't let go. Moreover, my father laughed even when he was unconscious. My mother was even more angry. Later, Miao Miao took the place of my father." Talk, mother will forgive mother."

Yuan Miao proudly told how he helped his father.

He has never been a child who loves to hide his thoughts and words in his heart, he will say what he has, and he will say what he has done for praise.

Facing his son's temper, Xie Ci couldn't laugh or cry, seeing him begging for praise, he smoothed his hair, and said under his throat, "Good boy."

Just one word is enough to make Yuan Miao fly happily.

Daddy said he was good, hahaha, so happy.

Seeing his happy face, Xie Ci's eyebrows curved, and the gloom in his heart disappeared. With such a lovely son assisting him, Yuanyuan will forgive him sooner or later.

Xie Ci leaned on the bed, holding Yuan Changhuan with one hand, and rubbing his son's little head with the other, with a gentle voice, "Miao Miao, do you want to live with Daddy?"

"I think so, but Miao Miao can't leave Mother behind." Yuan Miao looked serious, "Miao Miao needs Miao Miao's protection."

"Of course, Daddy will protect Mother together with Miaomiao."

(End of this chapter)