Qiao Mo looked at Chenchen indulgently and said warmly, "Yes, Daddy is a superhero."
Chenchen fell asleep in a daze, and Qiao Mo's gaze shifted to Qiqi, who was still blinking her big watery eyes, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Fortunately, Qiao Mo was lying between the two children today. She looked at Qiqi and said warmly, "Do you have something to say to Mommy?"
Qiqi opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and gently leaned closer to Qiao Mo, hugging her waist. Her eyes reddened instantly, "Mommy."
"Hm?"
"I'm sorry..."
Qiao Mo was a bit dazed, "Why does Qiqi want to apologize to Mommy?"
Qiqi didn't speak, burying her head against Qiao Mo.
After a while, Qiao Mo felt a warm dampness on her body and quickly reached out to stroke his little face.
Sure enough, his fair little face was wet.
Qiao Mo gently cupped his little face and saw a few tear stains still hanging on Qiqi's face, his eyes red, looking pitiful.
"What's wrong, did today's car accident scare you?"
