Now there was a child to keep him company, suddenly making him feel the room wasn't so lonely.
It added a bit of vitality.
Yue Feng carried Shang Xiaoge towards the bathroom.
He placed the little one on the sink, with tiny feet in the washbasin.
He rolled up his pant legs, turned on the faucet, and cleaned his dirty little feet.
Yue Feng used his beautiful large hands to rub Shang Xiaoge's tender little feet.
"Hiss," Shang Xiaoge suddenly let out a low cry.
Yue Feng's hand paused, only then noticing several wounds on the child's feet, one particularly long.
Yue Feng frowned, "How did this happen?"
"When the bad guys caught me, I got injured while escaping."
"Do you know who the bad guys who caught you are?"
Shang Xiaoge shook his little head.
He simply didn't understand why those people wanted to catch him and his mama.
Yue Feng cleaned and dried Shang Xiaoge's feet, carried her back to the bedroom, and placed her on the bed.
