Su Xiaomeng was a bit worried,
"Don't put pressure on the leg."
"It's okay."
Over there, Shuangshuang also came running, reaching out to be held.
Yin Shixiu was not partial at all, he raised his hand and also put all his might into lifting Shuangshuang into the wheelchair.
"Dad..."
Prince Huang wrapped his two little paws tightly around Yin Shixiu's neck, his handsome little face buried in his neck, his small mouth murmuring repeatedly, revealing the overflowing longing of the little one.
Shuangshuang's expression was much more vibrant, her big eyes sparkled with crystalline tears, laughing happily.
Kneeling on Yin Shixiu's lap, her back straight, her small hands sometimes poking Yin Shixiu's face, sometimes pinching his ears.
"It's true... Dad is really here..."
She looked at Su Xiaomeng beside her with surprise,
"Mom, touch him."
