Song Niaoniao just parked the car when there were two honks behind her.
Xu Fenglai's car stopped right behind hers, and he quickly got out and ran over, knocking on the window.
Song Niaoniao curiously opened the car door, "What's up?"
"Let me carry the baby."
???
"No need." Song Niaoniao looked at him, her brow slightly furrowed, "We're just at the doorstep, this short distance, I can carry her myself."
Xu Fenglai laughed, "Then let me carry the stuff for you."
Song Niaoniao again: "???"
"Dad and Aunt Xie already know about the baby being sick, and they insisted I take good care of her. If they see you carrying the child and so many things, they'll definitely say I lack emotional intelligence, I'm not gentlemanly, and don't know how to take care of people..."
Yada yada yada.
"Alright, alright." Song Niaoniao quickly interrupted, "Then I'll let you carry the baby instead."
Asking him to carry her bag?
Can't imagine that scene.