Xiao Yichen clenched his fists and nodded at Wu donggan. He glanced at the two figures and turned to enter the school. After walking for a long time, Xue Xiaohua finally released his grip on her sleeve and asked carefully, ""Mother, can I take these things down? I think it's heavy."
As Xue Xiaohua spoke, she raised her small arms. She still couldn't figure out why her mother had hung a few bracelets on her arms when she came. She didn't know what they were for, so her arms were jingling. The sound was nice, but it was really heavy.
"Yes, I can."
Bai Wenjing knew that the people behind her had left, so she carefully removed the thing from Xue Xiaohua's arm, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and put it in her arms.
