Become a Cat and Be Pampered by Everyone

In the back seat, Xu Xu saw Ruan Jiaojiao lying down in Ruan Jie's arms. He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms. His green eyes glowed gently: "Would you like to sleep for a while? I'll get home." I’ll carry you down.”

Ruan Jiaojiao shook her head. She was full of sleep after the injection, and now she didn't want to sleep at all.

She nestled in Xu Xu's arms obediently, holding his big hand with her small hand and playing with famous gestures. She suddenly said in surprise: "Brother Xu, why are your hands so big?"

No Bi didn't know, but Bi Bi was shocked. Her little hand was placed in his palm, and it was actually small enough to be completely wrapped by him.

Xu Xu rubbed his weak, boneless hands and said nothing. He only touched her little head with his other hand, and the affection almost overflowed from his eyes.

Ruan Jianguo, who was driving in front, felt sour in his stomach as they looked at each other with such boredom.

He glared at Ruan Jie sitting behind him in the rearview mirror and scolded: "Ruan Jie, you are blind. Can't you see that my sister is uncomfortable? Why don't you hold her more?! What do you want from you? Use it! What’s the use!”

Look, I gave that brat another chance!

Ruan Jianguo is really angry. There are so many boys who can't guard one sister. They are really a bunch of blind people, useless blind people.

"..." Ruan Jie.

There is also suffering that cannot be expressed. Can he hold it? When he was just in the hospital, he said he wanted to carry it, but the two of them had a better understanding than the other and didn't give him a chance at all.

What can he do? He is also desperate.

Although men have always had little status in the Ruan family, Ruan Jie's status is undoubtedly lower than that of Ruan Jianguo. After all, even though they are both men, he is still his father.

He felt that it was really difficult for him.

It's not that Ruan Jianguo is dissatisfied with Xu Xu. When it comes to this child, there's really nothing to say. In the past, when he didn't know about this, he often compared Xu Xu to his own boys and praised him from time to time.

But this kind of appreciation is pure and must not be linked to your own little treasure.

His precious little girl was only twelve years old, how could she be taken away?

Thinking of this, Ruan Jianguo felt pain in his stomach, eyes, and everywhere.

Ruan Jianguo was thinking about it all the way, and he would say a few words to Ruan Jie from time to time, so he talked all the way home.

Ruan Lin and Zhao Li had already cooked and were waiting for Ruan Jiaojiao to come back from the hospital. As soon as the car stopped, everyone in the room came out to greet her. Ruan Jiaojiao refused Xu Xu's offer to carry her in. , her stomach no longer hurts, and except for being a little hungry, she didn't feel any discomfort.

"It's better. Does it still hurt?" Ruan Lin asked.

"Are you hungry? Godmother has fried your favorite dish. It's still hot. Come in and eat. You have to take a good rest."

"Sister, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"..."

As soon as Ruan Jiaojiao got out of the car, everyone was talking about concern, and the look in their eyes really hurt their bones.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, and I don't feel uncomfortable anymore. The food cooked by my godmother is the most delicious, and Jiaojiao likes it the most." Ruan Jiaojiao smiled happily, not leaving anyone out, she replied as she was surrounded all the way through the door. with their problems.

Xu Xu walked beside her the whole time, holding her little hand, and did not let a few boys who maliciously wanted to steal his position succeed.

The room was lively, but outside, Ruan Jianguo was standing under the eaves, his head hanging down to his chest as he was being trained by Shu Jie. Next to him, Rourou was holding a big bone specially rewarded by Ruan Lin, waving his big tail, and he was so happy. He gnawed leisurely, and from time to time he would raise his head to glance at Ruan Jianguo who was being scolded.