Dongdong was really crying too miserably!
He had never cried so sadly before. In the past, every time he cried, Huo ting would beat his butt, and he would often wail dryly. His voice was loud but there were only a few drops of tears. But this time, he was really crying very sadly.
Su Mianmian was completely frightened, and Huo ting and the others also came out when they heard the sound.
"What's wrong?" Huo ting asked with a frown.
Su Mianmian shook her head, indicating that she wasn't sure.
Huo ting walked over, squatted down, and was about the same height as Dongdong. He stretched out his big hand and rubbed Dongdong's head, asking, " is the boy from the Huo family bleeding or not? tell me, why are you crying? "
Su Mianmian really couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this. At this time, uncle was still talking about blood and not tears?
Dongdong is only five years old? Five years old, alright?