Zhao Mengyao was a little in a trance when she saw this small action, her mother also had this little habit, and she would put her hand to her ear after touching something hot.

Li Yinglong turned his head, just in time to see Zhao Mengyao staring at him with beautiful eyes with water, and he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster.

"How's it going, does it still hurt?"

Zhao Mengyao missed her parents a little, her nose was sour, and she replied in a muffled voice: "It's okay." ”

Li Yinglong skillfully kneaded Zhao Mengyao's soft hair, and comforted gently: "What's the matter, baby?" Not happy? ”

Zhao Mengyao slapped Li Yinglong's hand away in disgust: "I've grown up!" Don't treat me like a child! ”

Li Yinglong deliberately widened his eyes and pretended to be pompous in surprise: "Really? Didn't Yaoyao just turn three years old this year? ”

Zhao Mengyao smashed his stomach with a rabbit doll: "You are only three years old!" Your whole family is three years old! ”

Li Yinglong snatched the rabbit doll and said with a smile: "With such strength, I drank the ginger brown sugar water first." ”

Zhao Mengyao pursed her lips, this ginger brown sugar water is not very delicious, but in order to hurry up, she still nodded reluctantly: "Okay." ”

As he spoke, he was about to reach out for the bowl, Li Yinglong quickly picked up the bowl one step ahead of her, then scooped up a spoonful, blew it, and fed it to her mouth: "Good, open your mouth, ah~"

Zhao Mengyao rolled her eyes, she really regarded her as a three-year-old child.

He was willing to serve, and Zhao Mengyao had no reason to refuse, so he let him feed a whole bowl of ginger brown sugar water, and after drinking it, his whole body was warm, and his stomach was better.

Zhao Mengyao retracted into the quilt with satisfaction, only revealing a small head outside, and said with a smile: "Li Yinglong, by the way, help me bring the tablet." I'm going to watch a drama and go to sleep! ”

Li Yinglong thoughtfully helped him tuck the corners of the quilt, and then glared at her: "What drama to watch, lie down and rest." ”

Zhao Mengyao played a scoundrel: "I'm going to see it!" You can't take it! ”

Li Yinglong sighed, turned his head and walked towards the study in the bedroom. After a while, I brought over a comic book that looked like a storybook, titled "A Collection of Bedtime Stories".

Zhao Mengyao was dumbfounded: "Hey, where's my tablet!" ”

Li Yinglong shook the storybook in his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't this better than a tablet?" ”

Zhao Mengyao shook her head indifferently: "I want a tablet!" I want to watch a drama! ”

Li Yinglong was not annoyed, he sat in front of Zhao Mengyao's bed with a comic storybook, leaned on her, took her into his arms domineeringly with his right hand, and teased her quilt with his left hand.

Zhao Mengyao pressed the quilt vigilantly: "Beast!" I'm only three years old! What do you want! ”

Li Yinglong couldn't help but smile: "Don't be nervous, I'm not interested in little girls." As he spoke, he glanced meaningfully at Zhao Mengyao's chest, which was not particularly turbulent.

Zhao Mengyao's face instantly turned red: "Where do you look!" Bastard! ”

Li Yinglong had great strength, and directly forcibly opened Zhao Mengyao's quilt, and then touched Zhao Mengyao's lower abdomen with his warm left hand.

Zhao Mengyao didn't dare to move for an instant.

Li Yinglong's hand gently landed on her lower abdomen, the temperature of her hand passed through a thin layer of clothing, and the palm of her hand gently and appropriately swirled and massaged her lower abdomen, which was suffering from menstrual cramps.

"Well, does this feel better?"