"Mama!"
Zhao Nian, don't come over and stick to me. Yue Jiaojiao avoided his pounce in time. "I'll get hot if you stick to me."
Zhao Nian nimbly turned his head and looked at Zhao Zhan with eager eyes. "Papa!"
Zhao Zhan held a folding fan in his hand and sat beside Yue Jiaojiao, fanning her. He then pointed to a spot not far from his feet. "Sit here. You'll get some wind too."
Zhao Nian crawled over and gave his father a fawning smile. Then, he sat down and reached out his chubby hand to pull on Yue Jiaojiao's skirt.
"Don't pull on your mother;s clothes." Zhao Zhan stuffed a little tiger into his hands. "Hold this."
Zhao Nian lowered his head and looked at it for a long time. Then, he threw the little tiger to the side.
"Sir, we're reaching the city gate," the driver's voice came from outside. "The officer at the city gate wants to check the travel pass and household registration."
