He reached out his trembling hands and wanted to touch Jing Yanxi's little face, but Li Qing's cold voice suddenly came from behind him." Children have weak immunity. Don't touch them casually.""
She threw the towel on the sofa beside her. Xia Chenglin retracted his hand, picked up the towel, and slowly wiped his face.
Jing Yanxi pouted and was brought back to the desk by Li Qing.
Su Ruowan looked at her mother sitting there without looking sideways, and the doubts in her heart deepened, but…Neither of the two old men spoke, and she didn't know where to start. The entire living room was quiet, and only Jing Yanxi's strange voice was heard because of the difficult problem.
Xia Chenglin couldn't help but shift his gaze to Su Ruowan. Looking at her beautiful facial features, he thought of those things from 25 years ago and his expression became a little absent-minded.