Night if beside comfort her: "Yu son don't cry, elder sister accompany you to."

Nangong Luo reaches out his hand to hold xiaoyu'er up, bows his head and says to yeqingfeng, "go out and let aunt Yanxi prepare to deal with the wound."

In order to take care of her two children, Leng Yanxi learned some basic medical knowledge. She also had all kinds of medicine at home. She only needed to deal with xiaoyu'er's wound at home.

Night breeze "Oh" a speed to run out, but cold Yan Xi don't know where, how also didn't find.

Yezhiruo asked the housekeeper to help bring the medicine box.

She is very anxious, very worried, "godfather, you help Xiao yu'er to cure."

Nangong Luo first took xiaoyu'er to wash the dust beside the wound with water, then disinfected it with alcohol, and finally gave her some medicine.

In fact, it's not a serious problem. It's just that children need to be pampered.

"Well, be careful not to touch the wound."

"Does it still hurt?"

Xiao yu'er shakes her head.

You can see she's still frowning to know she's lying.

Such a child is most likely to cause adult's heart of compassion, even more distressing.

Nangong Luo felt that he was inexplicably fond of the little girl who was not familiar with her. "If it hurts, just say it. Children don't lie."

Maybe the word "lie" sounds terrible. Xiao yu'er looks at him and looks down at her hand, which has just been wiped with medicine. She whispers: "it's a little painful."

Night if climb to and they are the same high stool, "Yu son is not afraid, blow not painful."

"Well, sister, don't worry."

Hearing these polite and sensible words from a three-year-old makes Nangong Luo feel different.

Because nangongyu in his family has always been unreasonable, polite and sensible have nothing to do with nangongyu, but now I see a child as big as nangongyu, the difference is obvious!

After wiping the medicine, it didn't hurt.

Xiaoyu'er is still in Nangong Luo's arms.

She looked up at Nangong Luo, and finally touched the uncle in the photo. She felt warm in her heart.

I don't know why, xiaoyu'er felt that the feeling of being held in his arms by this uncle was warmer than that of being held in his arms by yexichen Godfather at the airport that day.

Nangong Luo suddenly remembered that he didn't know the origin of the little girl, so he asked: "whose child is yu'er? Why haven't I seen it before? "

"Why do you adults ask this question?" They are tired of answering.

Nangong Luo is different from other adults, because he is not serious, so night breeze is more unscrupulous in front of him.

Nangong Luo grinned, "you little boy, you are not willing to answer my question? I just wanted to say that there seems to be a new type of robot on the market recently... "

"Yu'er is a child of Liuli Ganma's family!"

Before Nangong Luo's voice fell, the night breeze said it.

Just walked to the door of cold Yan Xi heard this sentence, raised feet dare not step out, Leng is back to the door.

Leng Yanxi's heart is cool, "it's over..."

She just left, is afraid of Nangong Luo will ask her, tangled for a long time to come back, good coincidentally at the door to hear Yeqing storm dew small yu'er identity. If she goes in now, she can't run away. She's very tired.

Leng Yanxi is right to slip away, because the atmosphere inside is already very dignified!

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