Little Bo lowered his head and saw Little Pet quietly sucking her fingers. He reached out his hand, gently pulled her hand away, and then held her little hand and carefully wiped it on his pristine suit collar.
Little Pet looked at her big brother, pouted her lips, and looked wronged.
"It's not hygienic." Little Bo looked into her big, aggrieved eyes and said calmly.
Although it was hard to bear, her hands weren't washed, and eating like this was really unhygienic.
So Little Pet silently pouted her little mouth and started blowing bubbles...
She turned and looked at Zheng Xiaojia, who was still crying, feeling annoyed, then took a step forward. Her babyish voice was full of authority: "How old are you now? You only know how to cry, cry, cry, and run home to your parents. Such a lack of ambition!"
Zheng Xiaojia was stunned by Bo Chong'er's scolding: "..."
Then, she started crying loudly again: "Bo Chong'er, mind your own business about my crying!"
