The dessert shop was only 300 meters away. Considering that it wouldn't be convenient for Pei Yushen to get in and out of the car, Jiang Chi decided to walk there in plain clothes.
"Wouldn't going like this be too conspicuous?"
He took a step back and scanned Chaochao on the ground, since the variety show live broadcast had just ended and she was still wearing the outfit from the show, making her easily recognizable.
"Isn't being eye-catching a good thing?" Chaochao didn't get Jiang Chi's consideration and said with her hands on her hips, "We call this confidence. Only confidence can make you shine!"
Jiang Chi: "..."
After a moment's hesitation, he carried the brimming with confidence to the car, changed her into a cream-colored cardigan, loosened her fluffy bun and let it fall smoothly over her shoulders, and finally pinned on a vibrant peach hair clip.
The final step is to put a Peppa Pig patterned children's mask on the little one.
It was Chaochao's first time wearing a mask, and she was still a little unaccustomed to having something covering her mouth, feeling that even breathing was stuffy.
"Brother, why are we bringing this...?"
"It's to ward off the monsters that want to eat you... Once you wear it, no one will recognize you, so the magic mirror naturally won't be able to catch you..."
Jiang Chi quickly changed into a coat and put on a regular mask while seriously trying to fool the three-year-old.
Chaochao was completely bewildered by the deception. She glanced at her brother's mask, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Then why isn't Brother Yushen wearing a mask?"
Shouldn't the three of them be all together?
“Uh…” Jiang Chi paused, imagining the three of them walking side by side on the street if they were all wearing masks.
I'm sorry, it's like a patient who escaped from the hospital.
The system noticed Jiang Chi's subtle expression and wanted to say:
Do you think it's not strange that you and your brother are both wearing masks and trying to cover yourselves up...? Doesn't it look like a brother and sister traffickers working together to abduct vulnerable and innocent teenagers?
Later, Pei Yushen still did not wear a mask.
Because Chaochao wanted to put the same Peppa Pig style on him.
"Sigh..." Seeing Pei Yushen frown and refuse her service, Chaochao sighed with regret, but when she thought of the afternoon tea that was coming, her little regret was instantly swept away, and she happily thought about what delicious food would be available.
Between 4 and 5 p.m., which is close to the evening rush hour, there is some traffic congestion in the city, but not many pedestrians on the sidewalks.
It's also possible that half of the people are still waiting at the mall entrance.
Chaochao excitedly squeezed between her two older brothers.
"I have a brother in my left hand, a brother in my right hand, and a little Chaochao in the middle~~"
The only drawback is—
With one hand held by Jiang Chi, Chaochao raised her other empty right hand and examined it seriously for a few seconds.
“Brother Yu Shen”.
Pei Yu lowered his gaze and saw the little dumpling raise her chubby little hand, her crystal-clear almond eyes looking at him expectantly, "Can I hold your hand?"
Pei Yushen was taken aback. After realizing what he meant, his dark eyes flickered for a moment before he calmly said, "I still need to push the wheelchair."
The absence of a clear refusal means there is room for negotiation.
Pei Yushen felt like he was going crazy.
Perhaps it was because the promise the child had just made made him hesitate for a moment.
The boy stopped looking at her and drifted aimlessly into the air.
The bodyguard behind him immediately said respectfully, "I can help Young Master Pei push."
Pei Yushen, whose excuse was just coming up, was immediately rejected: "..."
Beside him, Chaochao was still looking up at him expectantly: "Can't I?"
Pei Yushen cast a cold gaze at Jiang Chi, urging him to quickly pull his sister away.
Jiang Chi, who was called upon, stood there with an air of watching a good show, his sword-like eyebrows slightly raised and his peach blossom eyes filled with a nonchalant smile.
What could he do? The little dumpling wanted to find a home for her right hand. Did he and she have to form a circle on the street, holding hands?
Seeing the young man's indifferent attitude, Pei Yu pressed his lips together into a straight line, his fingers anxiously rubbing the wheelchair.
Chaochao's hand had been raised for quite a while, and it was starting to ache. Just when she thought she was about to suffer a defeat,
Pei Yushen cupped her small hand in his palm, and said softly with his eyes lowered, "Just for a little while."
His voice was as aloof and cold as ever, concealing a barely perceptible hardness.
Chaochao blinked blankly, and Pei Yushen watched as joy quickly spread across the clear spring water.
The little dumpling shook their clasped hands and cheered, "Great! I finally got to hold Yu Shen's hand!"
"cough……"
That sounds so strange...
Suddenly, a small, soft mass appeared in my hand, reminiscent of something warming on a stove in winter. It felt as if it could easily slip away if I held it loosely.
Pei Yushen subconsciously tightened his fingers.
Are a child's hands really that soft...?
The boy stared ahead without changing his expression, his indifference as if holding hands or not made no difference, only his fair earlobes were silently tinged with a rich crimson.
Because he had to manually push the wheelchair, Pei Yushen had a layer of rough calluses on the back of his hands, which had an addictive frosted texture when gently rubbed.
Pei Yu endured it for a long time, and finally said in a tense voice, "Can you please stop touching me?"
His gaze fell on the little dumpling's increasingly bold little hand, which was scratching and tickling his palm, sending a piercing itch through him.
"If you touch me again, I won't let you hold my hand anymore."
"Ah, no!" Just a second ago, Chaochao was groping him, but she immediately became a gentleman and obediently stopped what she was doing.
She tilted her head, as if she had caught a loophole in the boy's words, and suddenly became excited: "If I don't touch it anymore, will I still be able to hold hands next time?"
Pei Yushen: "..."
A muffled chuckle came from beneath Jiang Chi's mask.
He would never admit that he was jealous.
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