Ignoring the guards who were foaming at the mouth and the few curious spectators who gathered around her who didn't know what was going on, she quickly took the cart from her husband's hand and touched him gently with her elbow, "Yan Shu, I suddenly felt a little bit nervous.
I'm thirsty. There's a shop selling bubble milk tea in the alley ahead. Can you go buy me a cup and bring it back?"
"Yeah." He nodded, turned around and took two steps, then turned back and frowned as he looked at the crowd who had formed a circle to listen to the guards and showed no intention of dispersing, "The air here is not good, you lead me
Zhixing, go and sit in front, I'll come back as soon as I can."
"Yeah." She nodded. Fortunately, he didn't ask about what happened that day, otherwise she really wouldn't know how to explain it.
After sending Lan Yanshu away, she nodded to the guard, pushed the stroller a few steps, and sat down on a bench in the park.
The little baby had a light sleep during the day, but after being disturbed like that, he woke up, and now he was lying obediently in the stroller, babbling and playing with his fingers.[
She looked at her daughter's cute little appearance, and the motherly love in her heart couldn't help but overflow. She bent down and teased her with her index finger, joining the cute camp. "Zhixing baby, I'm mommy!"
As if feeling her care, the little doll grinned so happily, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth and wet his collar.