Ye Man's waist was tightly held by the man's hand, and she couldn't move at all. Her other wrist was also forcibly pulled towards her, and she quickly stretched out her remaining hand to push against his chest.
"Let me go..."
He Zhangcheng remained silent, then quickly picked her up and carried her horizontally. The next day, when Xiaoting woke up, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and found that her mother was not in bed.
I frowned, slipped out of bed, put on my slippers, and went outside to see my dad making breakfast.
"...Where is Mom?"
He Zhangcheng touched his nose, embarrassed to look at his daughter. He went over and picked her up, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Daddy cooked porridge this morning. Shall I take you to wash up?"
Xiaoting was so dazed that he dragged her to wash up. She didn't realize it until the cool towel was on her face. Her father didn't answer where her mother was.
He Zhangcheng took a small comb and combed his daughter's somewhat messy hair. After finally managing to comb it straight, he even wanted to tie it into a small braid. However, he overestimated himself and, after fiddling with it for a while, he saw Xiaoting's brows furrowed deeply in the mirror.
Her gaze followed his hand, her eyes full of confusion. He Zhangcheng could only lower his hand and touch her hair, "I'm sorry, Daddy doesn't know how yet. I'll comb it for you next time."
The two lingered in the restroom for a while. When they came out, Ye Man was already sitting at the dining table. Xiao Ting called out and rushed over to hug her mother's waist.
"Mom, why didn't I see you when I got up?"
Busy acting cute with her mother, Ye Man didn't notice that her mother's face was a little red. She scooped up a spoonful of porridge and said, "When Mom got up, Xiaoting hadn't gotten up yet."
"So that's how it is."
"Xiaoting, why don't you use your old schoolbag for now? Grandma said she'll send you a new one next year."
School is about to start again, and Xiaoting will be going to the preschool class.
"OK."
Her little backpack hadn't been used for long, and it was still very pretty. The mother and daughter remained in the same position until He Zhangcheng came over a while later and helped Xiaoting onto the chair.
"Have a meal"
Xiaoting didn't notice that when her father came over to hug her, her mother seemed to glare at him and even leaned back. After finishing breakfast, she didn't stay at home for long. Her father was also going to work, so she followed him to An'an's house.
After her grandmother passed away, Xiaoting was in a good mood until one morning when she woke up and didn't see her mother in bed again. This time, she got used to getting up, putting on her slippers, and going outside by herself.
However, this time there was no one outside, so Xiaoting stood in the living room with her arms crossed.
He Zhangcheng had just been kicked by Ye Man. Seeing that it was getting late, he knew he had made a mistake and dared not make a sound even though it hurt. He tucked the blanket around her and quickly picked up the pants that had fallen off the bed and put them on.
"...I'll go make breakfast."
Ye Man gritted her teeth and ignored him. Her daughter was almost up, and he was still causing trouble in the morning. Anyway, she couldn't get up now, so she let him explain to Xiaoting himself.
He Zhangcheng didn't even turn on the room light. He tiptoed to the door, carefully pushed it open, and thought Xiaoting hadn't gotten up yet. But as soon as he closed the door, he saw a small figure in the living room, arms crossed, looking at him.
"...Xiaoting, get up? Daddy will make you breakfast, okay?"
Xiaoting kept a straight face and didn't say anything. Yeman came out after a while and saw her daughter sitting on the sofa, not looking at anyone. Even though she knew that Yeman had come out, she deliberately turned her head to look in the other direction.
He Zhangcheng was at a loss. Although he was making breakfast, he kept secretly glancing at the small figure on the sofa.
Ye Man reached out to touch her daughter's head, but Xiaoting turned her head away and ignored her no matter what she said.
Finally, after much difficulty, they managed to lift the person onto the table.
She looked down at the bowl, feeling a little sad. It turned out that her mother hadn't gotten up before her in the morning; she had gone to her father's room. Had it been like this for the past few days?
Xiaoting is so angry, sad, and upset that her mother and father are not the best of friends in the world. She is so angry, sad, and upset. She has known her mother for so long, but how long has her mother and father known each other?
Mom actually wants Dad instead of her.
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