Shao moqian did not know what kind of illness little Beibei had, but looking at his bald head, he knew that it must not be an easy illness. If it was easy, how could he have lost all his hair?
"Uncle, does little Beibei look really bad with his head bare?"
Suddenly, the little guy asked him a sensitive question. He touched his little head in embarrassment and showed a shy expression.
"Of course not!" Hearing this, Shao moqian quickly shook his head. absolutely not. She's very cute! It was true! AI, uncle really wants to keep your cool hairstyle! How cool!"
The little guy chuckled happily. I know uncle is just consoling me. That's what Beibei's mother said to him too!
Seeing the little guy smile, Shao moqian's anxious heart finally relaxed a little.
Fortunately, this little thing was cheerful.
"Uncle Zhenzhen"
The little fellow suddenly called out to him.
"What?"
