"Daddy, it hurts a bit!"
Mu Yichen still had his brows furrowed and his voice was somewhat suppressed, but he couldn't help but smile at his precious daughter because he didn't want to scare her.
"Where does it hurt, Daddy? Huanhuan will rub it for you."
Huanhuan climbed up again, trying to reach for Mu Yichen's shoulder.
Qin Mu rushed in from outside: "Mu Chenghuan!"
Before Huanhuan's hand touched Daddy's shoulder, she reflexively looked towards the door.
Qin Mu was already walking towards her with a serious face, extremely tense, which frightened Huanhuan into withdrawing her hand, then anxiously explaining: "Daddy said it hurt, I want to rub it for him."
"Didn't I tell you not to come in?"
Qin Mu had just recovered from a fever, but she already had the energy to scold her daughter.
