Xiong Miao was about to get out of bed to play with Wan Wan. As soon as he moved, he saw Zhan Yeling holding Wan Wan's hand and bringing him to his side. He squatted down and looked at Wan Wan: "Sister accidentally , A man will not flick his tears easily, stop crying, huh?"

Wan Wan's voice was weakened by Papa's majesty and comfort, and he sucked his nose twice with his mouth deflated, but the tears still fell from his eyes. He needed a little time to brew his emotions.

Under Papa's encouraging eyes, he raised his arm to wipe away his tears, and nodded heavily: "Well, I don't cry, I'm a man!"

Zhan Yeling gently stroked his head with his big palm: "Very good."

After calming Wanwan, Zhan Yeling got up and walked in front of Junjun. As soon as he approached, under the pressure of the huge deterrent force, Junjun was still howling with his mouth open, but was silenced by the severe oppression. set fire.

There were tears in her immature eyes, and she looked at her father weakly, not daring to cry anymore.

Zhan Yeling stroked his little head with his big palm without hesitation: "Mama is sick and has no strength to hug you. In the future, I have to learn to protect my mother instead of asking her to hug you, understand?"

Although his movements were gentle, his words were serious.

Like a strict father.

Junjun still fears and admires his father.

He nodded: "Wo Jidao..."

It is said that children's character and conduct should be cultivated from an early age.

Xiong Miao saw Zhan Yeling's strict requirements on the children.

He really is cultivating a good style in the children.

Both Wanwan and Junjun were calmed down by Zhan Yeling with a few words, and they were soothed sincerely.

Xiong Miao also wiped away tears for Xiong Baobao, and said softly: "Okay, don't cry, it's okay, it's just a toy."

"Yeah, a moving toy." Baby Xiong cried out the fear just now, and was no longer afraid.

Nodding his head, echoing Ma Ma's words.

Qianqian picked up the fader on the ground, turned off the switch, and put it back to its original position: "Baby, if you want to play with toys again, ask Guoguo first, and Guoguo will help you."

Qianqian said doting on her younger sister in an immature voice.

"Yeah." Baby Bear nodded with tears in his eyes: "Papa, I want you to hug..."

Turning around, she left Xiong Miao's embrace, opened her short arms, and ran towards Zhan Yeling.

Zhan Yeling just squatted down, supported her shoulders with both hands, and didn't hug her: "Dad has hair all over his body, it will itch when it touches you."

That's why there's no cuddling bear.

"Then Dad, go take a shower." Baby Bear's big eyes were as clear and bright as if they had been washed by water because they had just cried.

"You take a bath and then hug the nest, okay?" The little girl was just frightened and needed Papa's embrace to soothe her wounded heart.

Zhan Yeling didn't answer, but looked at Xiong Miao.

Baby Bear noticed his gaze, and his eyes lit up, as if he understood something.

She turned around, ran to Xiong Miao's side, grabbed her hand and pulled it out: "Mama, go help Papa take a bath. He has hair all over his body..."

Xiong Miaojiong: "He can wash himself."

"No, no, he doesn't know how to wash, he can't clean his forehead." Normally, if she played with the sand and her body was covered with sand, Ma Ma would help her take a bath herself, saying that she could only wash it. Wash well.

Xiong Miao wants to say, baby, your father is an adult, he can do everything by himself.

But with Zhan Yeling present, saying such things would probably make Zhan Yeling unhappy. It will make him feel even more that she doesn't value him.