Xiaoqi liked to play in the ball pit. He had played with it a few days ago, but when he walked past it, he could not keep walking anymore. His eyes were fixed on it.
"Xiaoqi, Mommy will take you to play in the ball pit." Ling Sheng waved her hand and made a decision.
The mother and son walked in excitedly, holding hands.
Jun Shiyan watched from the wheelchair. There were many people there, as all the adults were watching their children. Some kids had one parent with them, while others had both.
Ling Sheng was very energetic, but she was tired after carrying Xiaoqi up and down a few times. She was still thinking about the last time her father had played with Xiaoqi. He must have been very tired.
"Mommy, Xiaoqi can do it himself." Xiaoqi did not let her carry him, as he wanted to climb up himself. His face was covered in sweat, and he looked adorable.
