"Mm." Li Mumu nodded, not making things difficult for her.
The little girl turned around, first went to her seat to take out her small wallet, and then walked towards the convenience store.
The whole time she acted as if she hadn't seen Bei Mo.
Bei Mo gritted his teeth, strode over, and directly lifted the little girl up horizontally into his arms.
"Ah!" Suddenly suspended in mid-air, Li Mumu instinctively screamed, wrapping her small hands around the boy's neck, fearing she might fall.
This time she couldn't ignore it anymore, holding back the urge to get angry, she asked, "Hey, where are you taking me? Let me go!"
"To the infirmary."
Bei Mo, cold and serious, said as he walked.
"I'm not sick, why go to the infirmary? Let me go, I need to buy a pen to continue writing!" Li Mumu struggled to get down from his embrace.
