Protection, Trash (2)

Dahu sighed in anticipation from someone. "Father Sixth Uncle is too good at sleeping. He kicked the three of us under the bed in one night! He also rolled down himself!"

The three little ones had never woken up in bed when they slept with Wei Liulang.

Xiaohu turned around and lay on the bed. "Xiaohu still wants to sleep!"

Su Xiaoxiao said softly, "I'll sleep with you for a while longer."

The three of them closed their eyes happily.

It was impossible to fall asleep, but after sticking to their mother for a while, they felt energized!

Dahu asked, "Mother, what happened to your hand?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled gently. "I accidentally knocked it."

The three of them immediately hugged her wrist and blew on her gauze.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't remember treating her injuries. Wei Ting must have applied the medicine for her.

Soon, Wei Ting carried his precious daughter over.

Wei Xiaobao was hungry.