"Mom, wouldn't it be nice for us to leave Dad like this?" Sui Bao took a sip of water from his small pink Peppa cup.

It wasn't so much drinking water as moistening his lips, and those big black grape-like eyes blinked, constantly peeking at Su Hanyu's expression.

She wondered if her mother's anger had disappeared.

Obviously, a second ago, her father moved his hand angrily, although the force seemed to him to be similar to tickling, but he was really angry.

But when he turned his head and saw her and his master, he instantly smiled, not at all like he was angry.

Strange, really weird.

Su Hanyu, who was sitting on the sofa next to her, raised her eyes to look at her, the corners of her lips lifted slightly, but she didn't smile and didn't speak.

The smiling eyes seemed to have a magic that pierced people's hearts, and the little milk group was inexplicably empty.

She lowered her eyes to look at the cup in her hand, twisted her little buttocks, and said in an awkward tone: "Mom didn't speak either." ”

This refers to the tacit choice of several people to go first.

Thinking of something, Sui Bao raised his head again and said quickly: "Sui Bao also left the little talisman to protect his father!" ”

"You mean that?" A long, tall figure appeared in the doorway, with a small trembling talisman sandwiched between two distinct fingers.

Seeing Sui Bao look over, the little talisman cried out with a "wow", and said aggrievedly while crying: "Little master, help, wow, your father is going to eat me!" ”

"Shut up!" Ning Tingchen gave him a look, and it was silent in an instant.

It was the body that shook and trembled, as if it was about to crack in the next second.

The little milk ball rolled his eyes, changed his weak expression just now, put down the cup and quickly slid off the sofa, and ran backwards to the tall figure with a pair of small short legs to the door.

The milk in his mouth shouted milkily: "Daddy hug!" ”

Although he was in an average mood and a little angry, looking at his baby daughter running towards him with a happy face, Ning Tingchen still bent down slightly and opened his arms towards her.

Yes, this little guy is a ghost, and he has a lot of eyes, so he may be happy if he pretends to be happy.

But even if she pretends, she is willing to pretend for him, doesn't it prove better that she cares about him as a father and is afraid that he will be sad?

If it were someone else, the little guy would not even bother to look at it.

"Suibao, don't mess around." Just as the father and daughter were about to hug, Su Hanyu's gentle voice sounded.

The little milk group hurriedly braked sharply and stopped less than one meter away from Ning Tingchen.

She frowned, her pretty little face full of chagrin, "Oops, I almost forgot that Daddy was injured." ”

"It's okay." The loss that had just appeared on Ning Tingchen's face was swept away in an instant.

His daughter really loved him, and even remembered such a trivial thing as his arm injury.

Once again, he thanked God in his heart for being kind to him, and specially sent him a caring little padded jacket, instead of a leaky vest.

Seeing his unproductive look, Su Hanyu retracted his gaze, looked at Su Moyu, who was busy pouring water next to him, and said with a smile: "Xiaomo, do you know where the medicine box is?" ”

"Medicine box?" Listening to this title that she had never heard before, Su Moyu was stunned for a few seconds before she came back to her senses, and nodded hurriedly: "It's in the living room, I'll go get it." ”

"Momo...... Xiao Mo ......" She chewed on the name repeatedly, and a smile quickly filled her face.

She loved the name.

It's not like Xiaoyu who was shouted before, if you shout on the street, you have to turn back three or five times.

Thinking of Qin Yuan, who liked to call this name the most before, the smile on Su Moyu's face stopped abruptly, and he lowered his voice and scolded, "Bad luck." ”

"Wife." Ning Tingchen walked quickly in front of Su Hanyu, looking at the face that was no different from the one in his memory, his eyes were slightly red, "Wife, you are still so beautiful." ”

Su Hanyu nodded, "I know." ”

Perfunctory, I didn't even bother to say thank you.

But Ning Tingchen, who was full of excitement, didn't taste the wrong taste, and said affectionately: "It's been three years, and you haven't changed at all——"

"Have you ever heard that the dead grow old?" Yu Guang glanced at Jin Changming's master and apprentice who started eating melons on the sofa opposite, and Su Hanyu couldn't help but interrupt him.

Even Sui Bao smelled the smell of war, stepped forward, and quietly took Ning Tingchen's hand to show comfort.

Without waiting for her emotions to fill her eyes, she quickly let go of her hand and came to Su Hanyu's soul body to make her stand out.

This was not enough, she even pretended to be angry and said, "Dad, what's the matter with you, just talking about these unhappy people?" ”

As he spoke, the little milk group winked at Ning Tingchen frantically, signaling him to quickly change the subject.

Ning Tingchen received her hint, but he didn't fully receive it.

He frowned and looked around, and suddenly asked, "What about the old three?" ”