The next day, the assistant quietly glanced at Qin Lie, who was emitting a cold air, and glanced at Zhou Zhou, who had his head hung down, in the rearview mirror. Seeing that they didn't say a word, he was confused.
Wasn't everything fine yesterday? What happened today?
But he didn't dare to ask this question and could only guess secretly in his heart.
Soon the car stopped in front of the hospital, and Qin Lie walked down first, walking very fast with his long legs.
Zhou Zhou also hurriedly ran after him on his short legs, blocked his way, held his hand, looked up and said flatteringly: "Dad, I was wrong, I shouldn't have put the truth charm on you, don't you like to touch my head? Here, let me touch it for you."
As she spoke, she leaned her bald little head over and nuzzled into his
