"Does it still hurt?" Long Xiliang heard Lu Xiaoyou's soft voice.
How did she suddenly have such a big change in personality?
She had never used such a gentle voice when speaking to him in the past.
"After Youyou kissed me, I stopped hurting all over. In the future, when Miemie gets sick, don't take medicine, don't get injections, just let Youyou kiss me."
In Lu Xiaoyou's softened brows and eyes, her smile was like the rippling surface of a lake under the morning sun.
This kid, how can he be so sweet!
Although she knew that childlike words were mostly exaggerated, she still enjoyed it and kissed the child's forehead.
Long Xiliang heard the "smack" of the kiss, and he got up from the bed, like a lion awoken, with the grumpiness of waking up lingering in his cold brow.
Even though Lu Xiaoyou heard the commotion behind her, she didn't pay any attention, her focus solely on Miemie Dragon.
"Shall I carry you to wash up?"
Her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze.
