Dress as a princess to be a group pet

Chapter 1286 I Don’t Really Want to Hurt Him 5
Wanwan tugged at his chest, and said with a smile, "I'm thinking about the lantern festival tomorrow night."

"Don't think about it, you'll know when the time comes."

So, the next day, Wan Wan spent the whole time in anticipation.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark gradually, Wan Wan hurriedly asked Sikong Yuecang to take her out.

Seeing her rushing appearance, Sikong Yuecang couldn't help but said with a smile, "What's the rush? I said I would take you out, and I will definitely take you out."

Wanwan took his hand and said with a smile, "Oh, it's getting dark, the lantern festival must be starting soon."

Sikong Yuecang looked up out of the window, "Well, it's about to start, let's go."

Xiaomei also followed them. Although Sikong Yuecang can walk with a cane now, but according to Xiaomei, Sikong Yuecang still sits in a wheelchair most of the time.

It's just because he demands perfection in everything from himself, so he can't accept himself limping in front of others like that.

Since being together with Wanwan, Sikong Yuecang has spent much more time on crutches than before, but that was only in front of her, and in front of other people, Sikong Yuecang still felt a little embarrassed.

Wan Wan knows that he has a good face, but in order to prevent his legs from shrinking, Wan Wan will let him walk on crutches for more than an hour every day. If you act coquettishly or get angry with him, he will have nothing to do.

Therefore, even if he doesn't want to, he still doesn't want to make Wanwan angry.

In the past few days, Sikong Yuecang's legs and feet seem to have improved a lot. He could only walk for ten minutes with a cane before, but now he can walk for an hour with a cane.

Sikong Yuecang is still in a wheelchair today, and he didn't say anything. There will be a lot of people going outside tonight. If Sikong Yuecang is on crutches, it will be very inconvenient.

Sitting in the carriage, Sikong Yuecang looked at Wan Wan who was crouching beside his legs to help him, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and gently stroked her soft and shiny hair, "Okay, Bend, get up quickly."

Wanwan shook his head, "I'm not tired, massage your legs more, it can improve blood circulation."

(End of this chapter)