"Are you about to cry?" Ye'er's soft voice was full of concern, "Don't be sad, okay? Who bullied you? I'll help you go beat them up."
"No one..." Xiao Yuchuan felt almost moved to tears by his son's words. He stood up, "Let me help you tie up your hair here."
Little Ye'er stood obediently without moving, letting him use his fingers to comb his hair.
Xiao Yuchuan probably had never helped a child tie up their hair before, his movements were very clumsy.
Little Ye'er hissed slightly, probably because he hurt his scalp.
"Are you okay, Ye'er?" he asked concernedly, bowing his head.
"I'm fine." Little Ye'er raised his little head and smiled, showing his teeth, "Ye'er has a lot of hair, it doesn't matter if you pull out a few strands."
"That's not allowed." Xiao Yuchuan said dotingly, "Who dares to let you lose a hair, I'll take their head."
"Really?"
"Really." Yuchuan nodded, no one was allowed to bully his precious son.
