Maybe it's a genetic problem in the Ye family. Like Ye Zihuo, the little guy has a serious mysophobia. He usually doesn't like other people's touch. Even if his clothes are touched by others, he will feel uncomfortable all over, let alone his hands.
Normally, the little guy would have been angry.
But for some reason, he didn't feel repulsed by being led by this stupid woman in front of him. Although he was somewhat unaccustomed to it, he didn't feel uncomfortable or wanted to break free.
Just let her lead her and walk towards the supermarket in front of the apartment.
Although I tried my best to keep a straight face, I looked very unhappy.
But in fact, only he knows that he really likes the feeling of being led by others without rejecting the other person!
Soft, warm, and smells like mommy!
The two were walking hand in hand on the road to the apartment. The older one was sweet and cute, while the younger one was cute and beautiful.
Such a perfect combination made the residents who passed by frequently turn their heads to look at the two of them, and all of them looked at them with surprise and envy!
Some even exclaimed on the spot: "What a beautiful mother and son!"
After Qian Xiaoxiao heard this, he felt a sense of pride from the bottom of his heart, and blinked at the little guy proudly, as if the person he was holding in his hand was really his son.
Compared with the sweet happiness in her heart, which was like eating honey, the little guy frowned.
The originally beautiful big eyes also became gloomy and lonely in an instant.
There was a touch of melancholy beyond his age on his small palm-sized face, as if he had thought of something very unhappy!
When Qian Xiaoxiao saw this, he couldn't help but stop and squat down behind him. He reached out and pinched his smooth little face and said, "What's wrong? Didn't you hear others praising us? Why did you say that instead?"
Looking unhappy?"
"Don't touch my face with your dirty hands!"
But the little guy quickly calmed down his emotions, swatted away her hands that were on his face without permission, then raised his head, glanced at her with contempt and said, "You are taking advantage of me!"
"Otherwise, how beautiful is your old and ugly look? Unless there is something wrong with those people's eyes! Hmph..."
...Maybe it's a genetic problem in the Ye family. The little guy, like Ye Zihuan, has a severe mysophobia. He usually doesn't like other people's touch. Even if his clothes are touched, he will feel uncomfortable all over.
Not to mention hands.
Normally, the little guy would have been angry.
But for some reason, he didn't feel repulsed by being led by this stupid woman in front of him. Although he was somewhat unaccustomed to it, he didn't feel uncomfortable or wanted to break free.
Just let her lead her and walk towards the supermarket in front of the apartment.
Although I tried my best to keep a straight face, I looked very unhappy.
But in fact, only he knows that he really likes the feeling of being led by others without rejecting the other person!
Soft, warm, and smells like mommy!
The two were walking hand in hand on the road to the apartment. The older one was sweet and cute, while the younger one was cute and beautiful.
Such a perfect combination caused the passing residents to frequently turn their heads to look at the two of them, and all of them looked at them with surprise and envy!
Some even exclaimed on the spot: "What a beautiful mother and son!"
After Qian Xiaoxiao heard this, he felt a sense of pride from the bottom of his heart, and blinked at the little guy proudly, as if the person he was holding in his hand was really his son.
Compared with the sweet happiness in her heart, which was like eating honey, the little guy frowned.
The originally beautiful big eyes also became gloomy and lonely in an instant.
There was a touch of melancholy beyond his age on his small palm-sized face, as if he had thought of something very unhappy!
When Qian Xiaoxiao saw this, he couldn't help but stop and squat down behind him. He reached out and pinched his smooth little face and said, "What's wrong? Didn't you hear others praising us? Why did you say that instead?"
Looking unhappy?"
"Don't touch my face with your dirty hands!"
But the little guy quickly calmed down his emotions, swatted away her hands that were on his face without permission, then raised his head, glanced at her with contempt and said, "You are taking advantage of me!"
"Otherwise, how beautiful is your old and ugly look? Unless there is something wrong with those people's eyes! Hmph..."