Even If You Choose a Wife and Cry You Still Have to Finish Spoiling Her

"Ling... Ling... "Wait for me …" Seeing that Xu Ling was running further and further away, she anxiously took off the heels on her feet and threw them on the road, then followed Xu Ling's footsteps barefooted. Shi Hanmo picked up the heels that were filled with pain and chased after his. In a few big strides, he caught up to him and carried the woman on his back.

"Lian, you just wait obediently in the mall and don't run around, I'll go find Ling, okay?"

"No, I am not at ease with Ling alone. I must personally find him." He laid on Shi Hanmo's shoulder and looked around anxiously, looking for that familiar little figure.

However, there were too many people in the mall, and over and over again, she saw quite a few children whose figures were similar to Xu Ling's. It was just that he could not find Xu Ling, so after walking around the mall for a bit, Su Qinglian was tired to the point that his head was covered in sweat, while Shi Hanmo's back was already wet.