As soon as Yueyue returned, she found a circle in the room and then stared at Xiaoqi's huge feet with bright eyes: "Mom, do you want to go less at night?" Wow, Mom, you see how good the night is and how beautiful the dressing is for you! Your feet must not hurt now..."

Mu Xiaoqi took a silent look at his feet wrapped in more than a dozen layers of bandages and looked at his son helplessly: "Do you think it's better than the dressing of the sister nurse?"

"Of course!" Yueyue cast her mother's eye aside and used a kind of'obviously you don't have aesthetic'look.

Mu Xiaoqi caressed...