Mo Baiyou smiled and patted her little head, "Sorry Ningning, I'm listening to your mommy!"
It seemed that they could only eat next time.
Ningning was like a deflated ball, resigned to being put back in place.
"I'll go get some tissue paper," Mo Baiyou said in a low voice after checking the shopping cart and realizing that it was missing some items.
Ning Yichu and the others responded.
After Mo Baiyou left, Chen Bao realized that they also hadn't bought wet wipes.
So, he followed suit.
Unexpectedly, he saw the salesperson eagerly promoting the product to Mo Baiyou.
"Sir, our tissue paper has strong absorbency, is durable, and doesn't leave lint; it's the best-selling one in the supermarket right now. I believe your wife and children would also love it!"
Their striking appearance had led the salesperson to mistake them for a family...
Wife... Ning Yichu?
Hearing this, a ripple spread through Mo Baiyou's heart, and the light in his eyes slightly changed.