Zhou Shuang said, "The makeup artist is waiting for you. Let's hurry up."
She extended her arms to carry Xiaojiao.
But who knew that the girl would refuse. She twisted her waist and clung tightly to Su Yue.
Su Yue frowned. "Mommy is so tired. Can you let Aunt carry you for a while?"
"I massage Mommy." Xiaojiao pouted and looked at Su Yue with an expression like an adorable puppy. She pounded on Su Yue's back with her little fists.
Zhou Shuang watched them and chuckled. "This little imp is really adorable."
Su Yue smiled. "She only knows how to coax people."
They walked to the elevator together.
The elevator reached, and Su Yue bent to carry Xiaojiao. Zhou Shuang stopped her and said, "I will carry her. Go and do your makeup."
The wedding was about to start, and Su Yue was the bridesmaid.
"Alright." Su Yue nodded and walked out first. Xiaojiao would be safe with Zhou Shuang.
"Mommy."
