"Chenchen, do we want to play with cars?"
He Zhiwei placed the little guy on the carpet.
As soon as he heard the word "car," Baby Zhou Lichen shot her a pure and innocent smile, bobbed his head twice, which was incredibly adorable.
He Zhiwei took out several toy cars of different colors from the baby bag, all of which were Baby Zhou Lichen's favorites.
She put the toy cars in front of the little one, and he began to fiddle with each one.
He Zhiwei sat beside him, watching. After a while, he picked up a green car and handed it to He Zhiwei.
"Ah."
"You want me to play with it?"
He Zhiwei opened her palm, took the car from the little guy's hand, and asked, "Chenchen, what kind of car is this?"
"..."
Baby Zhou Lichen looked utterly baffled.
"taxi,"
"Ah."
The little tot then grabbed a red toy car.
"This is a bus."
Zhou Lichen: "..."
He didn't understand.
But he enjoyed playing with his aunt, handing over his toy cars to He Zhiwei one by one.