Liang Haoming was stunned for a moment by her touch, then buried his head into her chest, nestling into her arms, hiding his face filled with embarrassment.
This way...
He liked it very much.
It was as if, a long, long time ago.
"Sier, among your brothers, you are admittedly the ugliest. But look? Dad doesn't mind, how much does Dad dote on you? In the future, you will surely meet someone who doesn't mind, someone who treasures and loves you just like Dad..."
"Like Mom?"
"Your mom... no, not like her. Strictly speaking, she isn't a qualified wife or a competent mother. You brothers will definitely be luckier than your father, and when you grow up, you'll meet someone better than your mom..."
***
Dong Huiying had great foresight, having chosen an excellent location before the storm and even had everyone hold onto the camel ropes to prevent being swept away by the storm. Yet even so, she ended up in such a sorry state, not to mention Tu Ya and the others.
