President uncle, don't come close

After lunch, it's time for outing.

Ling Moqin chased her favorite dragonfly and butterfly with a smile, which attracted Sheng Huaizhe who was lying on the grass to rest. He turned sideways and squinted at their mother and daughter chasing each other, so happy

"Mommy, Mommy, come here quickly. There are butterflies!"

Sheng Xiaoxiao looked back at his mommy while chasing the colorful butterfly. Ling Moqin felt happy from head to foot. Qin Zheng has hardly taken her out to play outside except for a few times

"Mommy is about to catch up with you. Look at the road!"

Ling Moqin looked at Sheng Xiaoxiao running forward and chasing the butterfly with a bright smile. She suddenly decided to give up her goal today... Originally, she wanted to make a romantic date to cultivate feelings with Sheng Huaizhe, but now, she just wanted to run and laugh with Sheng Xiaoxiao

"Mommy, she stopped in my hand... Mommy, come and have a look."

Sheng Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped, and then gently said to Ling Moqin behind him.

Ling Moqin also slowed down, walked gently to her side, looked at her carefully and wanted to laugh. She gently hugged Sheng Xiaoxiao's body from behind, and then smiled and gently put her head on her shoulder

"Xiaoxiao, this butterfly likes you so much. You see, she's not willing to go."

Ling Moqin said gently that at this moment, she didn't know that the way she guarded the butterfly with Sheng Xiaoxiao fell into Sheng Huaizhe's sight, which was a beautiful scenery for Sheng Huaizhe

"Mommy, I like it too. Can I take the butterfly home?"

Sheng Xiaoxiao attached to Ling Moqin's ear and whispered that she liked butterflies. It was the first time to play with butterflies like this. She felt full of happiness all day

"Well, why don't you ask the butterfly?"

Ling Moqin was a little embarrassed. Finally, she handed over the decision to butterfly. She doesn't want to directly attack Sheng Xiaoxiao's good mood and expectation, but it's not good to catch the butterfly back

"Butterfly, butterfly, I'm Xiaoxiao. Can I invite you home to play?"

Sheng Xiaoxiao imitated Ling Moqin's appearance and spoke to the butterfly. His innocent appearance immediately moved Ling Moqin. She doesn't remember how long she hasn't been so good with Sheng Xiaoxiao and playing. Usually the studio is very busy, and grandma plays with her

"Mommy, the butterfly is flying! Don't go, don't go! "

When Ling Moqin was in a daze, Sheng Xiaoxiao suddenly shouted to the flying butterfly. She trotted to catch up with it, but she accidentally fell

"Wow... Mommy, I want butterflies... Mommy, I hurt..."

"Smile!"

Ling Moqin watched Sheng Xiaoxiao fall, but there was no way, even if he arrived and caught her, watched her fall on her knees, watched the butterfly fly away and tears roll down

Just wanted to pick up Sheng Xiaoxiao, but a figure was faster than her... Sheng Huaizhe picked up Sheng Xiaoxiao and nervously examined her wound.

"Smile and tell Dad where it hurts?"

Sheng Huaizhe asked eagerly. When he saw that Sheng Xiaoxiao's figure tilted and wanted to fall, he seemed to get an electric shock. The whole person bounced up, and then came to her as fast as possible and picked her up

"Daddy, the butterfly is flying... Woo woo, I want the butterfly..."

Seeing Sheng Huaizhe, Sheng Xiaoxiao's tears fell even worse. She chased the butterfly for a long time. She wanted to take it home and flew away... She was so sad that she didn't even feel pain in her injured knee.

"OK, dad will help you find the butterfly later. Now tell Dad, "where does it hurt?"

Sheng Huaizhe's voice was surprisingly gentle. He carefully examined the smiling wound, and his eyes were full of love. Ling Moqin looked at her. She was worried about Sheng Xiaoxiao's injury. Suddenly, her face was full of tears.

This smelly uncle is obviously nervous to death, but he is still duplicity and doesn't admit it... Isn't it that father daughter love is thicker than blood when he smiles so nervous?

"It doesn't hurt... Dad, I don't hurt. Dad, just blow it for me."

Sheng Xiaoxiao pounced into Sheng Huaizhe's arms and was still sad for the butterfly, but Sheng Huaizhe's arrival and concern obviously made her feel much better

"OK, Dad, help you blow."

Sheng Huaizhe slowly pulled up her knee pants, looked at the place where she had a little broken skin, painfully lowered his head and gently blew

"Mommy, it's itchy. Ha ha ha... It doesn't hurt to laugh. Mommy, don't cry. "

Sheng Xiaoxiao smiled and comforted his red eyed mother. She felt that mommy was too fragile today. She just fell while playing. She cried in pain

Hearing Sheng Xiaoxiao's words, Sheng Huaizhe suddenly raised his head and looked at Ling Moqin. Sure enough, he saw a little tear mark on her face... He gave her a meaningful look, and then continued to lower his head to help Sheng Xiaoxiao blow the wound.

Ling Moqin also noticed Sheng Huaizhe's eyes. His eyes stunned her and forgot how to respond to Sheng Xiaoxiao... Until Sheng Zhuwen rushed over.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? "

Sheng Zhuwen looked at the small wound on Sheng Xiaoxiao's knee and was also nervous. She heard the cry of laughter all the way. She thought something had happened. Then she threw Suli to Suli and hurried over

Seeing that Xiaoxiao was laughing and Sheng Huaizhe held her carefully, Sheng Zhuwen suddenly had an idea in his heart

"I fell down after chasing butterflies. It's no big deal."

Ling Moqin quickly wiped his eyes, then smiled and said to Sheng Zhuwen. Her silly daughter probably thought she was crying for her fall

"Well, give me Xiaoxiao first. I brought a medicine box to disinfect the wound."

Sheng Zhuwen squatted down, looked at Sheng Xiaoxiao gently, and then stretched out his hands towards her.

"Smile, does it hurt? Godmother, will you take care of your wound? Come, come to godmother. "

Sheng Zhuwen seemed relieved to see Sheng Huaizhe. Looking at his nervous smile, she suddenly felt that there was hope between third uncle and Ling Moqin. Maybe Ling Moqin was right. This outing was still fruitful

"Godmother, it doesn't hurt..."

Sheng Xiaoxiao glanced at Sheng Huaizhe, looked at him and nodded. Then he threw himself into Sheng Zhuwen's arms. Then he took her to Suli and helped her deal with her wound. The whole process was as brave as a little adult

The air suddenly quieted down. Sheng Huaizhe and Ling Moqin walked side by side without saying a word. Or, no one knows how to speak first

"Xiaoxiao is brave sometimes, just like a little adult."