As qingsi spoke, she burst into tears. She buried herself in xiaoai's arms and cried,""Mom, I don't want brother anymore."
"Okay, okay," xiaoai coaxed her daughter."I don't want it anymore. I don't want it anymore."
She heaved a sigh of relief. Little ancestor, it's good that you cried.
Which child at this age would not cry when they were sad? it would be abnormal if they did not cry.
The whole family heaved a sigh of relief.
"Fine," you Yi chimed in,"we don't want him. When he comes back, we won't let him in either, okay?"
Just as she finished, qingsi suddenly raised her head and shook her head.""That ... That won't do. You can't ... You can't let brother in. Otherwise, where would he go?"
Xiao' AI pursed her lips. She wanted to laugh, but she held it in. Look, look, I still can't bear to.
Aiya, it was really good for children to have such a relationship.
You Yi rubbed his nose. The little one was still closer to that kid.
