Be Good Chapter 1138: It’s rare to kiss well

Put the handkerchief on Xie Ci's forehead very carefully, gently and carefully, Yuan Changhuan was jealous, "Son, why are you being so nice to this liar."

"Mother, stop messing around, Daddy is injured and has a fever." Yuan Miao looked at Yuan Changhuan seriously, "Okay, if mother doesn't want to take care of Daddy, then Miao Miao will take care of him."

Afterwards, he sighed, "Sure enough, as Daddy said, except for Miaomiao, Daddy doesn't care about anyone else."

Being speechless by his own son, Yuan Changhuan rubbed his little head vigorously, "It's clearly you, father, who lied to us."

"Mother, the fever is real, and the wound is real, how did daddy lie to you?"

Worthy of waking up the dreamer with one word, Yuan Changhuan's lips froze, and he remained silent for a while.

Yuan Miao was sensitive to find that her mother had stopped talking, so she poked her mother carefully, "Mother, are you angry?"

"My mother is not angry, my mother thinks Miao Miao is right."

She shouldn't think too much, it might as well be as simple as her own son thinks, he is right, Xie Ci's injury is not a lie, and his fever is not a lie, even though he is pinching himself to prevent him from going, it is true of.

But...

She shouldn't ignore this premise, he did it to save their mother and child.

Closing his eyes, Yuan Changhuan patted his son's head lightly.

I didn't expect my mother to say these words to him. Yuan Miao almost thought that my mother was going to beat him. After all, my mother is usually very jealous. Dear, then..."

Picking up the warm handkerchief that had been thanked, Yuan Changhuan handed it to his son, "Go and get a new one."

"Okay."

It's rare to be able to do something with my mother. Yuan Miao wanted to do it well from the bottom of her heart. Seeing that Yuan Changhuan needed him, she immediately jumped off.

Repeat the action just now, and become more and more familiar.

Xie Ci was in a coma, the corners of his lips were still curled up, and he didn't intend to purse them flat.

At this moment, Yuan Changhuan really realized that he had misunderstood and thanked him. He really didn't wake up, and everything was just a mean move.

Having been busy in the middle of the night, the temperature in Xie Ci's hand gradually dropped. Yuan Miao ran back and forth countless times. Seeing Xie Ci's temperature drop, he felt a sense of accomplishment, "Miao Miao can take care of Daddy now."

"When your father wakes up, mother will definitely tell him." Yuan Changhuan rubbed his son's cheeks, "Okay, you can go to sleep."

"Miao Miao did a good job today." Yuan Changhuan kissed his son on the cheek, making Yuan Miao's hazy eyes instantly brighten.

Since he became sensible, mother has rarely kissed him.

So now that she got a kiss, Miaomiao was very happy, she put her arms around Yuan Changhuan's neck and rubbed hard, then she was satisfied and shrank back to the inside of the thank you, and closed her eyes.

This time, the corners of Yuan Miao's lips were also curved, as if falling asleep with a sweet dream.

The father and son had the same expressions, even the curvature of the lips. Only at this time did Yuan Changhuan realize that the two of them had a little bit of similarity.

It's strange that father and son are not half alike.

Yuan Changhuan shook his head, shaking off any doubts in his mind, and looked at Xie Ci covering his hand. This man was not afraid of being tired, and even held her for a whole night.