Chapter 1360: Dream Come True, Wedding (4)

After that, Sang Xia lowered her head and hugged the little body of the little bully. She was obviously very scared and nervous, but she didn't dare to hug him tightly, for fear of accidentally hurting him again.

But at that time, her tears were about to fall, and she couldn't help but whisper, "What should I do, what should I do..."

Su Li felt that she had gone too far. She took a deep breath and touched the head of the little bully while comforting Sang Xia, "Don't worry too much, dear. I heard from the nanny that he sprained his ankle and fell from the middle. There was no blood on his body. Don't worry too much. You will know in a while. It will be fine. It will be fine."

You will know in a while that it is really fine.

Even if Su Li knew everything, seeing Sang Xia's worried look about to cry, as a mother, she could certainly understand her feelings.

So she felt that doing this would really make a mother worry too much.

But at this point, she could only try to comfort her.

Sang Xia did not respond to her. She held Little Tyrant in her arms, kissed his forehead and eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Son, son... open your eyes, please, don't scare Mommy, look at Mommy, please."

Said, Sang Xia buried her head in his small shoulders, hugged him tightly with great care, her nose was sour, and tears could not help but flow down, burning Little Tyrant's neck.

Little Tyrant's eyelashes moved, and finally opened his eyes.

The little mouth was pouting, as if he was about to cry.

Just this opening scared Su Li.

Su Li quickly signaled him with a look, blinked, and asked him to close his eyes.

Little Tyrant did not close his eyes, pouting his little mouth, and his little nose was red.

Su Li sighed softly, and understood what Little Tyrant meant, and she nodded.

Little Tyrant moved his little arms, suddenly circled Sang Xia, and called her softly, "...Mommy..."

When Sang Xia heard it, she quickly let him go and looked at the little guy.

As a result, she really saw that the little bully flower opened her eyes. Sang Xia was immediately surprised. She asked anxiously with a hoarse voice, "Son, son, tell mommy where you hit? Is your head injured? Does it hurt?"

The little bully flower did not answer, but just blinked, and then suddenly opened her mouth and cried, "Wuwuwu... Mommy... Mommy..."

Sang Xia was heartbroken and hugged the little bully flower tightly.

The little bully flower's little face was lying on her shoulder, crying, and Su Li was also distressed on the side, but she was not distressed for the little guy pretending to fall, but for Sang Xia's priceless wedding dress, fearing that the little guy would wipe his tears and snot on it when he was excited.

She carefully wiped the tears of the little bully flower, "Baby, you fell a little, don't be afraid, it's okay, we are little men and don't cry easily."

As she said, she wiped the little snot bubbles that were about to flow out with her bare hands.

Little Tyrant Flower was sobbing on the side, and said indistinctly, "Because of Mommy."

"What, what?" Su Li didn't hear clearly for a while.

Little Tyrant Flower hugged Sang Xia's neck tightly, sobbing, and said in a choked voice, "I... I don't want Mommy to cry, I don't want Mommy to be sad." After that, Little Tyrant Flower came over with tears in her eyes and kissed her on the face, and then hugged her tightly.

Daddy said, let him pretend to faint, he didn't understand what pretending to faint meant, and then Daddy said, let him pretend to sleep.

But——