"Captain Jiang, we're at halftime."
"Right, right, Captain Jiang, whose little foreign doll is that?"
Jiang Ye had already squeezed from the back to the front.
Little Yaoyao had been shrinking behind a chubby kid, her little body trembling with nervousness.
But upon seeing Jiang Ye, she no longer cared whether he was a bad uncle, as Jiang Ye was the person she was most familiar with here.
She darted over:
"Bad uncle, why are they looking at me?"
Sure enough, she was nervous, she even burst into English (translated by Baidu).
Jiang Ye scanned the surroundings with his gaze:
"What are you all standing around for? Disperse!"
Gosh!
Immediately, everyone scattered like bees.
After everyone had dispersed, Jiang Ye squatted down, reached out, and rubbed the child's hair:
"They really like you and are just curious, they are not bad people."
"Really?"
"Yes, how about uncle takes you to sit in the fire truck?"
"Mhm, mhm, yes!"
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