Tang Ruizuo was sweating in pain. His face was a little pale and said, "it's all right, I can."

"Well, if you can't help it, tell Daddy." Mo Shichen frowned.

Although he is not willing, it will hurt him a lot in the future if he doesn't clean up his wound.

"Don't worry," said Tang Ruizuo, pretending to be strong.

Mo Shichen nodded and then continued.

Tang Wanxin, who was hiding outside the door, listened to the conversation between his father and son. It seemed that he was stabbed by something sharp in his heart.

Tang Wanxin stretched out her hand to push the door in, but Tang Ruizuo worried about herself in her mind.

Her hand was frozen in mid air and took it back after a long time.

"Well, don't touch water until the wound heals." Mo Shichen's voice came out of the room.

"I see. Daddy, go back and have a rest. Mommy will doubt it later." Tang Ruizuo urged.

"Well, good night, you can sleep too," said Mo Shichen in a warm voice.

"Good night, daddy," the two little guys said in unison.

Mo Shichen turned and prepared to go out.

Tang Wanxin also hurried back to bed, lay down and continued to pretend to sleep.

When Mo Shichen returned to the room, he saw Tang Wanxin's motionless appearance, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He gently sat beside Tang Wanxin and said to himself, "Zuo Zuo's arm was scratched by the glass. I just went to clean up his wound and bandage it. It's no big deal."

Tang Wanxin suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Mo Shichen with some resentment and said, "you're all right now. You're hiding everything from me?"

"I didn't hide it from you. Didn't I tell you?" Mo Shichen smiled.

He reached out his hand to Tang Wanxin and continued, "wronged, you've just been standing outside for a long time."

Tang Wan was slightly surprised: "how do you know I'm here?"

"You have a great sense of smell, and my perception is also good." Mo Shichen smiled.

Tang Wanxin couldn't help looking white.

She then said, "I know I'll be worried that you still deliberately hide it from me. What if I don't hold back for a moment and rush in?"

"You won't, you know how to respect children better than anyone else." Mo Shichen affirmed.

"Moreover, they hurt themselves in order to save people. There are few such people in today's society, let alone a child," Mo Shichen said seriously.

He looked at Tang Wanxin and continued, "although, I don't want them to be too kind."

Tang Wanxin understood what Mo Shichen meant. Although he was a little unhappy, he still recognized his practice.

Tang Wanxin broke away from the embrace of Mo Shichen.

As she lay down, she said, "go to bed. It's getting late."

"Anyway, it's dawn, don't you do something meaningful?" Mo Shichen suddenly came to Tang Wanxin's ear and asked.

Tang Wanxin blushed.

She stretched out her hand and pushed the ink. Shi Chen said angrily, "go to sleep. You're shaking and tired. Where can you get your energy."

"We haven't had it for a long time..." Mo Shichen said slightly sadly.

Tang Wanxin bit his lip, raised his foot and kicked him.

Then he turned over and said, "I'm sleeping. I won't go crazy with you."

Tang Wanxin closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Mo Shichen lay down on her side.

His hands embraced Tang Wanxin from her waist.

"Good night, baby." Mo Shichen sounded in Tang Wanxin's ear with a low and hoarse voice.

Tang Wanxin felt the difference of Mo Shichen behind her. Her body stiffened and turned helplessly.

She stared at Mo Shichen and said, "do you want me to sleep?"

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