Su Anle felt a little better after vomiting for a while. When she looked up, she met Sheng Jianan's dark gaze, and her heart skipped a beat.
Realizing that she was actually in his arms, Su Anle tried to struggle free, but the person behind her hugged her even tighter. Sheng Jianan wrapped one arm around her waist and used the other to hold her shoulder, helping her up.
The hand around her waist didn't move, while the other hand took a cup from the sink and filled it with water: "Rinse your mouth."
Su Anle didn't act coy and took the cup to rinse her mouth and then put it down: "Thank you."
Calmly moving out of Sheng Jianan's control range, she walked out of the bathroom. Seeing Su Weiyi standing outside with her big eyes blinking, Su Anle smiled at her: "Xiao Yi, don't worry, Mommy's fine."
The little girl reached out and tugged at Su Anle's dress: "Mommy vomited, let's find Uncle Shen."
