I'll Make the Bed

A certain little guy, who was hugging Xiao Pang, saw the situation and immediately pushed the person in front of him away. Then, he ran over with a pout:

"Jiang Tingxu!"

As he shouted, he used his little butt to push Zhao Xiaopeng, who was in the big class, away. Then, he went straight into his mother's arms.

One must not underestimate the possessiveness of children. That was double.

Jiang Tingxu did not know whether to laugh or cry. However, she still gently pulled her son out of her arms:

"Ningning, you can't be so rude!"

The little guy pouted and did not respond.

Jiang Tingxu looked at Zhao Xiaopeng with a smile again:

"Xiaopeng, let's go over there, okay?"

Obviously, the two men should still chat for a while. If they continued to stay here, it would attract too much attention. They might as well go somewhere else.

The two children did not have any objections:

"Okay."