Xiaotuan dada runs over and stands by Tang Xiaoxiao's bed.

"aunt........" Little Tuan opened his mouth and still had some difficulty in speaking.

Tang Xiaoxiao reached out and rubbed his little head. There was a surprise between his eyebrows and eyes: "the little league can talk. It's wonderful!"

he said, and couldn't help but get close to kiss the soft face of the little group.

Xiaotuan smiled and took Tang Xiaoxiao's hand. Her face rubbed against the palm of her hand.

"aunt..." Little Tuanzi was coquettish.

Tang Xiaoxiao wanted to get up, but she felt the pain on her body and her face changed.

"hiss -" Tang Xiaoxiao couldn't help...