Mi Qingqing walked to the middle, holding Lele's hand in one hand and preparing to hold Wang Dadong's hand with the other.
Wang Dadong instinctively pulled his hand back.
Seeing Wang Dadong's actions, Mi Qingqing seemed more convinced of her thoughts and squinted her eyes, saying, "Brother Da Dong, do you think my hand is dirty?"
Wang Dadong forced a bitter smile, thinking, it's not that I think your hand is dirty, but rather…
Darn it, blame it on last night…
"Ahem, Teacher Mi, what are you saying, how could I think your hand is dirty, it's my hand that's not clean, I'm afraid of getting Teacher Mi's hand dirty." Wang Dadong coughed and said.
Mi Qingqing smiled and said, "It's okay, I won't mind."
"Dad, did you do something guilty?" At this moment, Lele turned his head and said.
Wang Dadong's face tightened, but he quickly put on a nonchalant look and said, "What guilty thing could I have done?"
