Cold Tianyang looked at Haohao, a little ghost, and smiled helplessly. He would never admit Haohao, which was very similar to him. Just when Leng Tianyang wanted to answer, he saw Wang Zeyu walking down the stairs with Wang Qi in his arms.

Haohao watched Daddy holding Mommy and thought of Daddy holding Mommy downstairs. He really believed their words, but he could not help worrying. "Mommy, beautiful dry mother, where else are you injured? Haohao shouts to you, and it won't hurt. Haohao needs to grow up quickly so as to protect Mommy."

Wang Qi had some embarrassment. Yesterday, she was embraced by Wang Zeyu when she hadn't responded,...