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"Sister. Xiao Yiyan's voice was immature but sweet, pointing at Xiao Yichu and looking at it, her long eyelashes were fanning one by one.

Xiao Mohan put her on the bed and reached out to pick up Xiao Yichu.

Blood seeped out from Xiao Yichu's forehead, and when he saw her fair little face, half of it was red.

"Little Six, Little Six. Xiao Mohan's throat moved, his black eyes were anxious, his big palm supported her body, leaned in his arms, and hugged him to the sofa.

Wipe her little face, check the wound, and prepare for the medicine.

"Hmm, hiss. Xiao Yichu was stained with medicine, her body trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, she blinked her eyes, and her pale lips were pursed.

Her small body was trembling, her eyes blinking, and tears were dripping down her small face.

Xiao Mohan hugged her on his lap, supported her body with his big palm, but his fingertips were much softer, and whispered: "I'm injured, if I want to take medicine, it will hurt a little, can you?"

"Hmm. Xiao Yichu choked, his small mouth was tightly pursed, he looked pitiful, and nodded.

But her shoulders shook terribly.

Xiao Mohan hugged her, she was only three months old, her body was soft and boneless, but she was so hurt, but she didn't cry, his hard heart was poked.

Hearing the movement, Xiao Yijue got up and saw this scene.

He slid off the bed, dressed in a small inner KU, moved towards it, peeled it with a lollipop, and handed it to Xiao Yichu's small mouth, he stood on the edge of the sofa, a little overwhelmed.

"That's fine. Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, pressing the handkerchief on her forehead, which was stained red with blood.

Xiao Mohan took the medicine and applied it for her, Xiao Yichu was in pain, his body drilled into his arms, and he grabbed his nightgown tightly, choking.

"Okay, Xiaoliu is very good. Xiao Mohan's hoarse voice was filled with too many emotions.

Xiao Yichu leaned on his arms, his body was trembling, his little hands were clutching his nightgown and not sleeping, crying and crying, and the lollipop he was biting fell on Xiao Mohan's leg.

He hugged her and got up, only to know that she was holding back her crying when she was taking the medicine, and she actually fell asleep crying?

Xiao Mohan's posture, although clumsy and stiff, but holding his daughter in his arms, the man's hard heart was melted by her soft little body.

"Little Six is getting better and better. Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

Xiao Yijue stood there in a small inner KU, his handsome little face was raised, and he looked at Xiao Mohan, obviously a little worried.

"She's fine. Xiao Mohan said, settling Xiao Yichu well, Xiao Yiyan fell asleep on the bed, and seeing that her nightgown was wet, Xiao Mohan clumsily changed it for her.

Xiao Yijue leaned against the bed, staring not far away.

"You go to bed early, too. Xiao Mohan wiped his hands, walked to the side of the bed, and touched his head.

Hearing Xiao Mohan's voice, Xiao Yijue was a little flattered, looked up at Xiao Mohan, his eyes were a little worried, and then closed his eyes.

"She's fine. Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

Xiao Mohan turned around and left, and when he closed the door, he thought about it, walked downstairs, changed his clothes, walked out with the car keys, and drove to the Qian'an Pavilion.

"Let's talk. Xiao Mohan pushed the door in, walked to the bed, reached out and knocked on the table, took off his coat, sat elegantly on the sofa, and looked at the bed coldly.

If the bed was big and soft, Gu Chengdong's cold eyes opened, his lips moved, and his voice was terrifyingly cold.

"What do you want to talk about?" Gu Chengdong sat up, stretched out his hand to cover his injured shoulder, and his whole person was like a messenger from hell, so cold that the air around him dropped a few degrees.