"Alright."
Sikou Yao went in to tidy up a bit before coming out, only to find her second son, Xiao Qingguo still waiting for her at the door. She took his hand and said, "Baby, let's go!"
Xiao Qingguo looked up at his mom's stunningly beautiful face and said in his adorable way, "Mommy, maybe you should cover up your face with a scarf?"
Sikou Yao was taken aback, then laughed and asked him, "Why?"
The second son, Xiao Qingguo, wore a solemn expression as he complained, "Every time we head out, it's like a celebrity outing. You attract so much attention that we can't shop properly. It'd be safer if you covered up."
Sikou Yao teased him, "But being beautiful isn't mommy's fault! Isn't it nice to be liked by everyone?"
Xiao Qingguo pouted and gripped her hand tightly, "No, it's not nice. You are ours. You don't need others to like you. Our love for you is enough."
Sikou Yao: "..."
Xiao Qingguo threatened again, "If you don't listen, I'm going to tell daddy!"
