Meng Beichen slept very dusty this time, as if he had never slept so sweetly in his life. When he opened his eyes, the room was warm, but he could not see the beautiful woman he was holding in his hand.

He was a little anxious, and sat up halfway. This is her room, that's right. He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already past eight o'clock. She was going to work?

As far as he knew, her work didn't require time constraints at all.

Still guessing wildly, the door was pushed open, and a small pink figure rushed towards him.

"Daddy, you woke up, do you feel better? Mommy is making breakfast." [

Han Xiaorou threw herself on the bed, crawling on his lap, Meng Beichen hugged her up, and regardless of hurting his arm, he kissed her deeply on the face.

"Good morning, my little angel."

Han Xiaorou giggled, it was a feeling she had never felt before, a child's heart was easily satisfied, she immediately hugged him, and kissed his slightly bearded face, "Daddy, morning good."

Han Yixing turned around in the kitchen and disappeared. He thought of something, and immediately ran to the room. Seeing the two of them fighting in the room, he froze for a moment, and stepped forward to pull Xiaorou away.

"Come down quickly."

"Why? Mommy, I want to play with Daddy." Han Xiaorou pouted, extremely displeased, but she still climbed out of the bed. She was wearing a pink skirt and held Meng Bei with one small hand. Chen refused to let go of his thumb.

"Xing'er, we're just..." Seeing that she was unhappy, Meng Beichen had no choice but to explain, thinking that she didn't want Xiao Rou to get close to him.

But seeing Han Yixing stepping forward to check his wound, he frowned and said, "Is your wound okay? Xiao Rou doesn't know the severity, what should I do if I hurt you?"

He was surprised, then pleasantly surprised, it turned out it wasn't what he thought, he couldn't help but grabbed her hand and smiled, "I'm not that fragile."

"Hee hee, Daddy wants to make out with Mommy, so I'll go out first." Xiao Rou made a ghostly face and ran out.

Han Yixing was startled, and hurriedly broke away from him, and said uncomfortably: "I'll go to the kitchen to see, you, are you alright with washing?"

"To be honest, I can't lift my arm a little bit, why don't you help me?"

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