Mr. Li frowned as he watched, "Li Baozhu! You're not allowed to buy skirts next month!"
Li Baozhu pouted.
Su Yuhe started to argue, "Why don't you just let her sit there? Baosheng Dandan, you guys can look after another child. This child is about seven or eight years old, right? Very lively."
Mr. Li said nothing more: "Yeah, he's eight and a half years old, and when he gets angry, no one can control him."
Baozhu wanted to sit next to Baosheng.
Baosheng is about to go to junior high school, and he is not very young anymore.
Boys of this age already have a vague and indescribable feeling about the relationship between men and women.
He usually didn't like playing with girls. The only ones who got that close to him were his mother, Xiao Yuying, and Dandan.
As soon as Li Baozhu came close to him, Baosheng felt a little uncomfortable.
Baosheng had a flash of inspiration, picked up Xiao Yuying, and exchanged places with her.
Baozhu pouted, but before she could say anything, she met Xiao Yuying's big eyes, and Xiao Yuying called out in a soft voice, "Sister?"
Baozhu is the youngest and most favored child in the family.
Maybe it was because Xiao Yuying was so cute and had such a nice voice, Baozhu was no longer angry.
Baozhu reached out and pinched Xiao Yuying's cheek: "What's your name?"
Baosheng frowned as he watched: "Don't hurt my sister."
Baozhu felt embarrassed by what Baosheng said.
Mr. Li was surprised. "Hey, you just say a word and she listens. That's really strange."
Su Yuhe felt encouraged by what she saw. Baosheng was such a charming kid.
Fortunately, Mr. Li doesn't like to make jokes about arranged marriages, otherwise Su Yuhe wouldn't know how this would end.
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