Su Mumu looked at it and thought it was so, and reached out to pull it out:

"It's a bit small. I'll get another one tomorrow."

Jian Yi held her hand promptly and said, "If I don't change it, I like this one."

"But it doesn't look good when you are small!" Su Mumu frowned.

Jian Yan holds her hand and doesn't let her move, "As long as I like it...eh..." [

He let out a sigh as if he had discovered a new world. Su Mumu was also a little surprised. She followed his line of sight and suddenly felt embarrassed and wanted to evacuate her hands.

Jian Yi grabbed it and refused to let go, "What did you do with your hands?"

Su Mumu didn't have the nerve to say anything, so she made up excuses hesitantly.

Jian Yan stared at her twinkling eyes without saying a word. After a long while, he carefully combed out the tiny wounds one by one.

It was indeed a small wound, but because her skin was fairer, it looked more obvious.

Jian Jian actually guessed at a glance that Sister-in-law Li and Lao Zhang had never kept their words. As soon as the little girl went upstairs, they called her to tell her.

He was very touched. The little girl he held in his hands and loved so much seemed to have really grown up and knew how to care for and love him.

He lowered his head and kissed the small wounds bit by bit, bringing a numbing current. Su Mumu couldn't bear it and wanted to pull away:

"It's simple, it's just a small wound, it'll be healed in two days..."

Jian Yan didn't let go, but he was also careful not to hold her wound. His mouth was not idle, and he gently comforted:

"Be good, don't move."

Su Mumu pouted, why did she feel like he really regarded her as a little animal~~

After simply kissing her finger, he made no further movements. He just held her quietly, closed his eyes gently, and frowned tightly.

Su Mumu was nestling in his arms with peace of mind at first, but after a while, she found that his originally warm hands and feet were extremely cold today. As slow as she was, she also realized that something was wrong.

"Jian Ji, Ji Ji, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" She pulled her up from his arms. Seeing his frown, she confirmed her guess. She subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead. She didn't have a fever!

Su Mumu was a little anxious, "Jian Yi, tell me what's wrong with you. Don't hold it in. It makes me feel bad to see you like this."

Jian Yi suddenly opened his eyes, looked at her eager expression, and twitched the corner of his mouth:

"It's okay. Just let me hug you."

Su Mumu stared, "Your whole body feels like it has been frozen in the refrigerator, are you okay?" [

Men just have a good face, and getting sick or something is not a shameful thing, so what can't you say?

Su Mumu was a little angry, but more worried and distressed. Seeing his hand covering her stomach, she suddenly understood, and reached out to hold her stomach:

"Stomach hurts, right?"

Jian Yi hummed and said no more.

Su Mumu was a little anxious. What should I do if I have a stomachache? What should I do if I have a stomachache?

In her impression, Jian Yan was not a person who would suffer from stomachache. Within the scope of her knowledge, if she got sick, she would just take medicine or go to the hospital.

Jian Yan looked at the little woman busy with herself, and suddenly felt that her stomach didn't hurt that much anymore.

"Jian Yi, tell me what to do?" Su Mumu pursed her lips and looked like a child about to cry. She had always been the one being taken care of.
Chapter completed!