In the family group

But before Lin Hanxing could say anything, Yuan Bao had already slid down from the high chair and ran to the living room to pick up his small bag.

With a loud crash, he poured everything inside onto the floor.

&Quot; give Yuan Bao's babies to first aunt and pay for the food. Don't let first aunt raise Yuan Bao for nothing. &Quot;

The little sheep raised its fair and tender little face. Its eyes were red from crying and it kept sniffling.

There were figurine models, jade beads, a thick stack of red packets and a small mobile phone scattered on the ground.

Lin Hanxing sighed as he looked at Yuan Bao's hopeful eyes.

Although Yuan Bao was usually mischievous, how could she forget that he was not even five years old? he was just a child.

Because she had never seen her mother since she was young, her heart was already sensitive and fragile.

"I like Yuan Bao the most."

Lin Hanxing squatted in front of Yuan Bao and spoke gently.