Seeing her daughter, Yang Yilin seemed to see the Savior, and ran towards her with his eyes shining. "Explain to Mommy, did you let daddy stay in her room last night to protect her?"

The little girl who just woke up looked silly. First she nodded at Yang Yilin, then she looked at Sun Zhenzhen innocently. "Yeah, what's the matter?"

Finally, his daughter helped him get rid of his innocence. Yang Yilin proudly raised his eyebrows toward sun Zhenzhen. "You see, you hear me. You fell asleep on the way back last night, and you seem to have had some nightmares. You have been talking in your dreams. After I picked you up from the car, Molly didn't trust you to sleep alone. That's why she asked me to sleep in a room with you!"

Sun Zhenzhen wrinkled and questioned his ghost words.

"Don't look at me like that. What about my daughter? Don't you believe that I have to believe my daughter?" The aggrieved Yang Yilin pushes his daughter forward, trying to ask her to explain to him.

The little girl listened to her father's words, and almost understood what happened between them. All of them walked towards sun Zhenzhen and reached out for hugs.

Sun Zhenzhen, who had blown up the hair, lost his temper when he saw his lovely daughter. He gently put the vase in his hand on the ground and held her up with open arms.

"Ma Ma, what daddy said is true. You dreamt so much last night. Did you dream about the time to give birth to me again..." the little girl flattened her mouth and put out her little hand to hold her face, her voice was soft and sticky.

Sun Zhenzhen's heart ached and his face froze. "No, numbness doesn't have nightmares. Molly, don't worry."

It may be the reason why their mother and daughter are dependent on each other since childhood. The little girl has been more sensitive than other children since childhood. As long as her mood changes slightly, she can feel it.

And she had nightmares because her daughter heard her nightmares several times in the middle of the night.

She still remembers clearly now that for the first time, her daughter held her face and asked painfully, "Ma Ma, did you have a very hard time giving birth to Molly?"

When a child who was only two years old asked her such a question, she couldn't control her tears.

Compared with the pain of childbirth, her daughter's sensible is more gratifying and happy.

She was very glad that the old man gave her such a gift, which made her feel that it was worth suffering more and suffering too much.

"That's good. Isn't Ma Ma going to work today? Hurry up. Don't be late for work on the first day! "

Reminded by his daughter, sun Zhenzhen remembered today's important task. He blamed the scum for her time.

With a gentle smile at her daughter, she put her daughter on the ground. "You should be obedient at home today. Ma Ma will come back from work to buy your favorite baked fish and eggs, OK?"

"Good!" The little girl stood on the ground cleverly, looked up at her with her lovely face, and made a gesture of cheering for her.

Sun Zhenzhen, with a happy smile on his face, touched his daughter's head and quickly returned to the bedroom. First, he found his cell phone and looked at it for a while. Then he rushed into the bathroom to wash, wash, wash, change clothes and make up. When everything was ready, he said "refuel" to himself in the mirror, which made him walk out of the room confidently.

"Ma Ma is so beautiful!"

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