With the Cold Condensing Pill, it wasn't so unbearable anymore, though the ride was still bumpy.
"Is Ruanruan feeling uncomfortable?"
Su Yan hugged Ruanruan tight, his own rear end sore from the bouncing.
Ruanruan replied, "I'm fine, Daddy. Are you feeling really uncomfortable? I'll sing a song for you."
As she spoke, the little one really began to sing.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are..."
The sweet, tender voice of the child softly sang the cheerful nursery rhyme. Wang An'an, who had been leaning against her dad, watched Ruanruan with wide eyes, humming along unconsciously.
It seemed that people in the carriage next to them also heard, as Sun Nan tried to sing along in a loud voice, but then his dad smacked him.
"The two little girls were singing so nicely, and then you just had to add noise to it."
Shen Huan huffed with his hands on his hips, "Out of tune."
Shen Yangyu patted his son's head, "Rude."
