Chapter 695

When the emperor Mo Xin steamed stuffed bun rushed up, Lin Qianyi frowned and let go in an instant.

However, he was caught by the Emperor Yan Mo beside him.

"Little steamed stuffed bun, get up. Mommy's legs are not good yet."

Emperor Yan Mo said quickly. At the same time, he quickly got up and went around to the other side to hold the small steamed stuffed bun lying on Lin Qianyi's leg.

Emperor Yan Mo let go of the steamed stuffed bun, frowned tightly, and his deep eyes were full of worry.

"Does it hurt?"

Di Yanmo's big hand was gently placed on Lin Qianyi's injured knee. He wanted to open the bandage to see the injury, but he was afraid of hurting his little wife.

So, I can only look at my little wife in a hurry.

Looking at his fourth master's nervous and anxious appearance, Lin Qianyi smiled brightly, raised his hand and rubbed his head.

"I'm fine. It doesn't hurt at all, and my legs are much better. I can remove the ointment in a few days."

Lin Qianyi comforted.

Emperor Mo Xin's steamed stuffed bun, don't Dad than suddenly hold it open, and it's still a little confused. When he reacts, he suddenly blushes.

Remembering that she had just been lying on mommy's leg and might have hurt Mommy, di Mo's heart immediately dropped golden beans.

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu ~"

Di Mo Xin stood in place and wanted to get close to Mommy, but he was afraid of hurting Mommy again, and immediately cried even more.

"Little steamed stuffed bun, come here. Mommy is okay. Mommy doesn't hurt. Really, little steamed stuffed bun doesn't cry."

Seeing that the golden beans had fallen from his steamed stuffed bun, Lin Qian was distressed when Eaton waved and asked the steamed stuffed bun to come over.

However, Emperor Mo Xin stubbornly stood in the same place, pitifully shook his head, and the golden beans kept falling.

"Oh, little steamed stuffed bun, don't cry, don't cry."

Seeing that her granddaughter was really crying, sun Qian immediately cried a heartache. She quickly got up and walked over, took the small steamed stuffed bun into her arms and coaxed it softly.

"It's all grandma's fault. Let the little steamed stuffed bun cry. Will the little steamed stuffed bun punish grandma? Don't cry or not."

Emperor Beiting was not calm. He was worried about looking at this and that.

"Daughter in law, are your legs okay? Does it hurt? Why don't you go to the hospital and have a check? "

Emperor Beiting looked at Lin Qianyi worried and persuaded him.

Lin Qianyi's daughter-in-law, he already likes it.

After saving his wife yesterday, he liked it even more. It was like having his own daughter on the spot.

"Dad, I'm really fine. I don't have to be so troublesome."

Lin Qian was a little sad and funny when he was in Eaton.

Although it hurt when the steamed stuffed bun came up just now, it's all right now.

Immediately, Lin Qianyi looked at the little steamed stuffed bun still crying and said to Emperor Mo Shen's big steamed stuffed bun, "big steamed stuffed bun, will you coax your sister and tell her that mommy is really okay and doesn't hurt."

Standing on one side, looking at di Mo Shen's big steamed stuffed bun crying, he skillfully nodded, "OK ~"

Then, he ran over, pulled the steamed stuffed bun out of grandma's arms, held her in his arms, and coaxed her with milk:

"Little steamed stuffed bun doesn't cry. Mommy says she doesn't hurt. Don't cry, okay? If you cry again, Mommy won't like you. "

The little timoshen child, who had no teacher, used coercion and inducement to keep his sister from crying.

It has to be said that the gene of Di Mo Shen's big steamed stuffed bun should not be too powerful!