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Xiong Miao took him by the hand and asked him to sit down on the sofa.

"Go get the medicine box, Papa is hurt!" Baby Xiong ran to the tool room.

Seeing this, Steward Li quickly followed, fearing that the child would be hit by something in the tool room, and that would be the servant's fault.

The other five small groups heard that their father had come back. Although they also came out of their respective play areas, they stood not far away. Five pairs of immature eyes stared blankly at their father and mother.

Dad was injured, and none of them dared to step forward.

Zhan Yeling sat on the sofa, while Xiong Miao squatted down beside him.

He was already tall and strong, but even if he was sitting, his majestic aura and deterrent power were still so powerful that it made people speechless.

Xiong Miao's petite body crouched under his feet, like a servant prostrate in front of him.

At this time, Xiong Miao didn't notice the difference in identity and physiology.

She held Zhan Yeling's ankle with one hand, and took off his leather shoes with the other.

Next, take off your socks.

Zhan Yeling's deep black eyes stared at her burningly, without stopping or moving.

He just looked at her fiercely.

When the socks were taken off, the bruises were immediately revealed.

It hit Xiong Miao's line of sight, causing her heart to shrink, and the feeling of distress and love became stronger and stronger.

She gently rolled up his black suit trouser legs and pushed them up.

Delicate fingers brushed the skin of his legs inadvertently, that was an invisible temptation!

Zhan Yeling's throat tightened, and his eyes became more and more knowledgable.

The restlessness all over her body was almost boiling.

In a blink of an eye, Wei Wei saw five little things standing not far away, facing them.