Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Hanging up the phone, he hurriedly greeted Yan Rusheng again, "Jiaojiao suddenly had a high fever, I'll go first."

Yan Rusheng heard the words and became nervous, "Then you go back quickly."

"Um." Lu Yinan ran out without even taking his coat.

...

"what happened?"

Lu Yinan arrived home and had no time to change his shoes. He hurried up the second floor and entered the children's room.

Jiao Jiao was lying on the bed, her face flushed, and Lu Mu sat on the edge of the bed, using a wet towel to help her reduce fever.

She turned to look at Lu Yinan and replied, "I don't know how to do it, I have a fever."

"Jiaojiao." Lu Yinan ran to the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out to take Jiaojiao out of the bed.

The little girl's fleshy body was hot and hot, and Lu Yinan was very distressed.

"Mom ..." Jiaojiao grabbed Lu Yinan's hand and cried her mother in tears.

The little girl was sick, her voice was hoarse, and the tears were rolling, which made her distressed.

Lu Yinan raised his heart tightly, and passed the other hand through Jiao Jiao's back, patted her quilt, and softly coaxed: "Baby is not crying, father takes you to the hospital."

"Don't go to the hospital, don't take injections, don't take medicine, ask your mother."

The little girl was crying, and Lu Yinan's head was hurt by the noisy. He nodded and agreed, "Okay, find a mother. Then Jiao Jiao should burn it off."

He said as he put Jiao Jiao down, then twisted the towel and put it on her forehead.

Jiaojiao shook her head in fear. "Jiaojiao doesn't take injections or medicine, she needs her mother to hug her, and she needs her mother to sleep."

The small cheeks on both sides were flushed, and Lu Yinan touched with his forehead, hot and hot.

He held her tightly with both hands and coaxed softly, "Dad hug, Daddy tells a story to Jiao Jiao."

Then he opened his mouth to tell the story, telling the story of the pony crossing the river that Zhou Shuang often told them, and the short story was finished soon.

The atmosphere was quiet again, and Jiao Jiao suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Lu Yinan, saying, "Mom rubs my belly and sings for me."

Lu Yinan was a little speechless, and then he smiled and nodded, "Okay, Dad sings it for you."

Isn't it just singing, who doesn't know how many songs.

How else to mix.

Jiaojiao said, "Listen to Little Red Riding Hood."

"Okay." Lu Yinan nodded, then touched Jiaojiao's head, and started singing to her, "I walk alone ..."

After singing a song, Lu Yinan looked down at Jiao Jiao, motionless, as if waiting for her evaluation.

"No mom sings nicely, I want mom."

It started again, and it came again.

"I'm not crying, I'll rub your belly." Lu Yinan's big hand rested on Jiao Jiao's belly, rubbing gently.

"No, no, I want my mother to rub."

Lu Yinan's approach was not right, Jiao Jiao still clamored for his mother.

So Lu Yinan let go again, but the little girl was still very repellent, pushing Lu Yinan's hand out.

Little girl bean tears rolled down.

Coax and coax.

Lu Yinan was a little irritable. He pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket and simply called Zhou Shuang.

Passed, but Zhou Shuang did not pick up.

Lu Yinan sent her another text message, "Jiaojiao has a high fever, crying for you."

After the news went out, the phone rang immediately, and the caller showed ‘Zhou Shuang’, and he knew she had n’t answered it deliberately. Lu Yinan picked up the phone angrily and put it in his ear.