Yun Xiao was also extremely anxious and kept asking the tear-stained little pumpkin, " little pumpkin, why didn't you take good care of your younger brother? You're holding his hand, how could you fall?"
"Maybe the little pumpkin is walking too fast!"
As the little pumpkin said this, tears gushed out. mommy, don't blame me. I didn't do it on purpose! The little pumpkin will walk slower in the future, okay? Don't be angry, godmother shouldn't be angry with little pumpkin. Zixian will be fine!"
Her heart ached at the sight of the little pumpkin's pitiful look. She hurriedly carried the crying little pumpkin onto her lap and sat her down. it's alright. Don't cry, little pumpkin. No one is angry with you. Godmother knows that it's definitely not your fault! It's fine, it's fine, Yingluo."
Chi Yi patiently coaxed the little pumpkin.
