He had never encountered such a situation and didn't know how to react.

He didn't even realize whether he had made the child cry.

Before he could say anything to explain.

The next moment, Sang Zhi grabbed the hem of his clothes and hid behind him, looking particularly scared. She looked at Liping, still sobbing, and pointed at Sang Yan with her other hand: "Mom... wu wu wu...

Brother, brother..."

Liping looked at Sang Yan with cold eyes.

Sang Zhi's cry became even more tragic: "Brother hit me..."

Sang Yan: "..."

The child cried aggrievedly, and her big tears fell straight down, as if they were about to hit someone's heart. It was rare to see Sang Zhi cry like this, and Li Ping lost her position in an instant, and coaxed her a few words gently, and then

His face changed, and he took Sang Yan to the living room and gave him a lesson.

The door opened and closed in response to their movements.

The atmosphere became colder because one person was missing. Sang Zhi loosened some of the clothes that were praised, and his crying gradually subsided.

Duan Jiaxu turned back to look at her.

The little girl is still young, and her development is not as good as her peers. She is less than 1.5 meters tall and only reaches his chest. Her eyes are big, red at the moment, and her nose is sniffling. She looks like

A rabbit.

Then, she took a pitiful bite of the watermelon.

The crying stopped completely.

Duan Jiaxu smiled and didn't ask her why she was crying. He took out two tissues on the table and said, "Don't you cry anymore?"

The emotions dissipated with the crying, and Sang Zhi's mood improved for the most part, but there was still a trace of shame remaining.

She lowered her head and said nothing.

There was a big height difference between the two, so Duan Jiaxu simply bent down and wiped her tears with a tissue: "Go and wash your face later."

Sang Zhi was used to being taken care of like this, so she didn't avoid it.

In silence.

An idea suddenly came to Sang Zhi's mind.

An idea that must be very surprising to a stranger.

After thinking for a while, Sang Zhi spoke slowly. She hadn't started to change her voice yet, because she had just cried, and she had a little milky voice when she spoke, which was particularly cute: "Brother, are you leaving?"

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyelashes and said, "What?"

"Will you be free tomorrow?"

"tomorrow?"

"Yes." Sang Zhi whispered, "Tomorrow."

Duan Jiaxu chuckled: "Why do you ask about my time?"

He didn't clearly say that he had time, and Sang Zhi couldn't say: "Just, just..." He didn't say anything for a long time, and finally brought it back to the original question, this time adding a flattering title: "

Brother, are you free tomorrow?"

Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and said lazily: "What if my brother is not free tomorrow?"

Sang Zhi was anxious: "No!"

Having offended Sang Yan just now, he will definitely not help her. The only hope now is this person.

She clenched her fists and threatened dryly: "You must be free. If you are not free, I will...I will tell my mother that you two will beat me together, a mixed doubles match between men and women..."

"..."

What about mixed doubles?

Duan Jiaxu twitched the corner of his mouth: "Child, why are you so unreasonable?"

Sang Zhi glanced at him and said without confidence, "I'm still young."

"Um?"

"I still don't know how to reason."

"..."

Fine.

Duan Jiaxu smiled half-heartedly: "Tell me first what you are going to do tomorrow."

Sang Zhi hesitated for a moment and said warmly: "Can you pretend to be my brother, dear."

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows.

"Then tomorrow." She felt a little embarrassed to say it, and her voice lowered, "Go and see my teacher..."

Duan Jiaxu understood: "Have you been called a parent?"

Sang Zhi fell silent, as if in acquiescence.

"what is the reason."

Thinking of the reason she thought about in the car, Sang Zhi didn't know if he would believe it if she told her. She scratched her head and hesitated: "Can I not tell you?"

"Can."
Chapter completed!