Watching children accompanied by their mothers, he naturally didn't feel envious.
Because Ye Fei was with him.
He envied those children who had their fathers playing with them.
Today, that wish finally came true.
He had both his mom and dad with him.
Just now, Zhao Gushen told him not to skate too far, which deeply touched the little guy.
Zhao Gushen reached out his hand to Ye Fei: "Come, hold my hand, and I'll guide you."
He stretched both hands towards Ye Fei, but Ye Fei only dared to let go of one hand.
The other hand still gripped the handrail, not daring to relax at all.
Because she unconsciously clasped the handrail tightly, her fingers became stiff and sore from the exertion.
She placed her left hand into Zhao Gushen's palm first.
It was immediately held tightly by Zhao Gushen.
Feeling the strength in his palm gave her a special sense of security.
His hand remained there, particularly steady.
No matter how hard she tried, his hand didn't move an inch.
