The salesperson looked up, glanced, nodded, and said, "We have a small size. What size is your child wearing?"
It takes two or three months for the package to be sent from Songjiang to the southwest. Yun Qiao thought about it and decided to buy a bigger one. If he bought a bigger one, he could put it aside before wearing it. If he bought a smaller one, it would just be put in the bottom of the box.
She replied, "It's for a half-year-old child."
The salesperson said, "They don't have sizes that small. The smallest size is 100, and you have to be over one year old."
"Over one year old..." Yun Qiao hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's okay if it's a little older. I can wear it after keeping it for a while. Please give me one."
This is the most fashionable and best-looking piece of clothing in the entire children's wardrobe. It would be a shame not to buy it.
Then Yun Qiao picked out two baby shirts for half-year-old children. The styles were standard, but they were made of soft and skin-friendly materials, and the prices were not cheap among children's clothes.
After paying the bill, He Tingjun asked the salesperson to pack the clothes so that they could be sent out later.
He took the clothes that the salesperson had packed and turned to look at Yunqiao: "Let's go."
"I'm coming." Yun Qiao reluctantly put down the little red skirt in her hand and followed He Tingjun's footsteps.
He Tingjun saw all her actions, and naturally did not ignore the regret that appeared in her eyes at that moment.
When they went downstairs, he naturally put his arm around Yun Qiao's shoulders and asked her, "Do you miss your daughter?"
Yun Qiao nodded: "Do you like your daughter?"
"I'm all."
He Tingjun didn't have any particular obsession with his son or daughter, so he said, "But whether it's a boy or a girl still depends on fate. If you have a boy, we two will protect you. If you have a girl, I will protect you and your mother."
Yun Qiao smiled and said, "Hearing you say that, I want both my son and my daughter. From now on, let you two protect us."
"OK."
As they were talking, the two walked out of the department store. He Tingjun put his arm around Yun Qiao's waist and walked towards a secluded alley. Once they were away from the crowd, he pulled her towards him and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Then I have to work harder tonight."
The warm breath sprayed on the sensitive skin at the base of his ear, and Yun Qiao shivered all over as if there was an electric shock.
She turned her head and glared at He Tingjun. Her fingers dug into his clothes at the waist and pinched his thin waist through his inner clothes: "I'll teach you not to be serious."
The playful expression on He Tingjun's lips remained unchanged, and he even raised his eyebrows: "Is that all you have?"
Yun Qiao was so angry that he pinched him twice.
This time he hissed in pain, took a breath, and grabbed her wrist, "Gentle, gentle."
"Don't you think I'm boring?" Yun Qiao snorted and glanced at him with a coquettish look.
"I'm outside. I'll let you pinch me to your heart's content at home tonight." He Tingjun winked at her.
Yun Qiao threw him away and rolled his eyes in annoyance: "You wish!"
These two pinches must have made you feel great, right?
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