After a while, Zhuzhu stopped crying.
Dabao felt frustrated silently, could it be that this little piglet knows he thinks she's ugly? Seeing her looking so silly and dazed, Dabao really doubted her intelligence, could she really be that smart?
For such a little munchkin, she's too clever!
Usually crying Zhuzhu, stopped crying at this moment.
She giggled, with drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Dabao silently took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket, gently wiping the drool from her mouth.
Ningyan did not expect her son to wipe Zhuzhu's drool.
As his mother, she knows that her son's OCD is inherited from his father.
He usually wouldn't easily touch others.
So, Ningyan looked at her son thoughtfully.
Dabao noticed his mom's gaze and was startled, quickly retracting the handkerchief.
He pretended to be calm, walked out of the lounge casually.
Ever since he left, Dabao decided to keep some distance from that little munchkin.
