You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 1724 Youyou, tell me (3)

After giving Ji Nuo a bath, Shen Youran carried him out of the bathroom and put him on the bed.

Jinuo said coquettishly: "Mom, I want to sleep with you tonight."

Shen Youran said softly, "You go to sleep first. I'll go check on Tongtong."

"Yeah." Jinuo nodded obediently.

Shen Youran covered him with a quilt, closed the curtains, leaving only a night light on, and left the room.

She came to the outside of Ji Shaoheng's room. Fang Sitong was still crying, and Ji Shaoheng was frantically trying to comfort her.

On the table were fruits, snacks, toys, and some dolls that were taken from the claw machine.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door. Ji Shaoheng turned around and looked at her, his face full of helplessness and irritability. She said lightly: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Ji Shaoheng was stunned for a moment. Shen Youran seldom spoke to him and treated him coldly every time they met.

He was really surprised that she actually asked him tonight if he needed any help.

Seeing him staring at her blankly without saying anything, Shen Youran frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Ji Shaoheng quickly suppressed his expression: "You came at the right time, help me coax her."

Shen Youran entered the room and Ji Shaoheng stood up to make room for her.

Fang Sitong was lying on the bed. Shen Youran walked up to her and sat down on the stool beside the bed.

"Tongtong, your mommy is in the hospital these two days and can't take care of you, so you stay here first. She will come to pick you up when her foot is healed."

Fang Sitong was still crying, her watery eyes filled with tears.

Shen Youran changed her strategy: "If that's the case, then I'll call your mom to pick you up."

Fang Sitong looked at her, her eyes like black grapes washed clear and bright by tears.

Shen Youran's phone was in her bag downstairs, so she took Ji Shaoheng's phone from the table and pretended to make a call. Ji Shaoheng raised his hand to stop her, and just as he uttered a low "Hey", he heard Shen Youran say again.

"It's already this late at night, it's not safe for your mommy to pick you up, and her foot is injured, it might be even more serious by then. Are you sure you want her to pick you up now?"

Fang Sitong blinked, then shook her head, her red eyes from crying like a little rabbit.

Shen Youran put down the phone and took a tissue to wipe her tears: "If that's the case, then don't cry. Mommy will come to pick you up after her foot is healed."

Fang Sitong nodded. Although her crying gradually became softer and not as loud as before, she still didn't stop.

Shen Youran took off her shoes and laid her down flat: "Auntie will tell you a story."

Fang Sitong answered, her hoarse voice choking with sobs, and she said softly: "Brother Nuonuo said that the story you told was very interesting."

She finally spoke, and Ji Shaoheng's face lit up with joy, and the sadness in his heart eased a little.

Shen Youran curled her lips and told her a story about a tadpole looking for its mother.

The soft voice of the low generation flows quietly in the quiet room, accompanied by the moonlight shining through the window.

Ji Shaoheng took two steps back, leaned against the wall, and looked at Shen Youran and Fang Sitong with his arms folded.

The person lying on the bed was his daughter, but unfortunately the woman who was coaxing his daughter to sleep was not his.

If so, how great it would be.

Listening to the woman's low voice, he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.

Bitterness, complexity, melancholy, all kinds of emotions intertwined together.

He felt extremely uncomfortable, it was more painful than being hit with a club, and more depressing and uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)