HLnovel Chapter 371 The Bad Dad Should Be Responsible
Chapter 371 The Bad Dad Should Be Responsible
Feng Qin's hand seemed to have grabbed the last straw, tightly grasping the tie. Her fingers were like five small pliers, pinching the tie tightly, her knuckles became more protruding due to the force, and her nails also slightly sank into the fabric of the tie. Because of the great momentum of her fall, this grab also brought Wen Mosheng to the grass.
Where they fell, the surrounding grass was flattened as if swept by a small tornado. The originally upright grass leaves were now bent in pain, and some were even broken, with a faint grass juice oozing out of the broken parts, emitting a fresh grass fragrance.
Feng Qin's body fell down, and her head involuntarily tilted to one side, like a flower blown down by the wind.
Her hair spread out behind her head, flowing in the air like a black waterfall. Wen Mosheng was pulled forward by his tie and lost his balance.
He staggered, trying to steady himself, but was eventually pulled down by Feng Qin's strong pull. In this chaotic moment, Wen Mosheng bit Feng Qin's cheek.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze. Feng Qin's face instantly turned red, like the sunset glow reflected by the afterglow of the setting sun, from cheeks to ears.
Her eyes were wide open, full of surprise and shyness, and her eyelashes fluttered rapidly like two frightened little fans.
Wen Mosheng was also stunned. His mind was blank. He only felt his lips pressing against Feng Qin's soft cheek. The touch was like touching the softest thing.
A strange feeling came over him, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, like a bird trapped in a cage, beating its chest frantically. At this moment, a butterfly was startled by the sudden movement. It had been quietly resting on a delicate little flower. The little flower had pink petals and yellow stamens, like a delicate little wine glass.
The butterfly's wings are colorful, as if they were painted with the most gorgeous colors in the world, and the scales on the wings sparkle charmingly under the sunlight.
After being startled, it flapped its beautiful wings and slowly flew away from the grass towards the flowers in the distance, as if it was also shy about this embarrassing and subtle scene.
It drew a graceful arc in the air, like a nimble dancer, and gradually disappeared under the blue sky and white clouds.
Then, their clear voices screamed out loudly like a loud speaker: "Bad dad, little aunt——"
The childish voice was full of surprise, and then three small figures ran towards that direction like a small whirlwind, their legs moving quickly alternately, raising a small cloud of dust.
At this time, the people swinging on the swings were also attracted by the sudden scream. Some of those who were enjoying the leisure time on the swings were closing their eyes to feel the breeze, with a faint smile on their faces, as if they were in their own little world; some were chatting quietly with their friends around them, with their mouths raised from time to time, sharing the fun things in life. After hearing the scream, they all turned their heads to look.
When they saw the scene in front of them, everyone showed a look of worry on their faces, so they stopped what they were doing and rushed over.
Oh my god, Wen Mosheng quickly climbed up from Feng Qin like a frightened rabbit. His face turned red, as if it had been roasted by fire, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his eyes were full of embarrassment.
He stammered, "Are you okay?" His voice trembled a little, as if he had not yet recovered from the accident.
As for Feng Qin, her face was as red as a ripe apple, her cheeks seemed to be dripping with blood, her eyes were full of shyness and panic, her lips were trembling slightly, but she couldn't speak. Her hands were tightly grasping the corners of her clothes, and her fingers were a little white because of the force.
Suddenly, many people came running over, asking about their well-being. A kind middle-aged woman came running over in small steps, her eyes full of concern. She patted her chest gently and said anxiously, "Hey, hey, didn't you fall down?"
She bent down and looked at the two of them carefully, her eyes scanning them back and forth, as if trying to find out if they were injured. She also reached out and gently touched Wen Mosheng's arm, just like treating her own child, muttering: "It would be terrible if he fell, young people should be careful when doing things."
There was also a young man wearing sportswear and Bluetooth headphones. He quickly took out his phone from his pocket, his fingers nervously slid across the screen, his eyes fixed on Wen Mosheng and Feng Qin, and asked nervously, "Is anything wrong? Do you want to call an ambulance?"
He looked as if he was ready to call the emergency number at any time, and the veins on his forehead were slightly bulging. His breathing became a little rapid, and his chest rose and fell slightly.
Wen Mosheng calmed himself and stood up from the grass. He patted his pants first, raising a small cloud of dust, which slowly fluttered in the sunlight. Then he patted his clothes again, carefully removed the few pieces of grass stuck on his clothes, and said to everyone gratefully: "Thank you for your concern. I'm sorry to bother you. It's okay! Fortunately, I didn't fall."
His voice was calmer than before, but a hint of shyness could still be heard. Feng Qin also slowly got up from the ground. She smoothed her messy hair with her hands. The originally smooth hair became a little rough, and a few strands stuck to her face. She straightened her clothes and bowed deeply to everyone: "Thank you everyone, we are fine!"
Her voice was very soft, like the hum of a mosquito, but everyone could still feel her sincerity.
Everyone was relieved when they heard them say they were fine. An old man, wearing a loose short-sleeved shirt and with a simple smile on his face, said with a smile: "It seems that the two people are really fine: "That's good! This swing can't be swung too high!"
As he spoke, he pointed to the swing next to him, as if demonstrating to everyone. His fingers were thick and strong, and his nails were neatly trimmed. Wen Mosheng and Feng Qin nodded repeatedly and said in unison, "Thank you!"
As the crowd gradually left, the three little guys came over happily as if they had discovered some interesting secret. One of the little guys, with sparkling eyes, blinked mischievously, raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a row of white little teeth, and said with a grin: "Hehehe, bad dad and aunt are kissing, bad dad, you have to be responsible!"
As she spoke, she jumped up and down, her face flushed with excitement. The other two also followed suit, saying, "Yes, yes, Daddy is responsible."
He put his hands on his hips, his chest held high, his eyes full of expectation. The third kid took Wen Mosheng's hand, shook it and said, "Bad dad, are you going to buy beautiful flowers for your aunt?"