After hearing Lin Qiao say that she needed to protect and take care of her little brother, Wu Yueling was less reluctant to go out. She could not let herself become the reason for Teng to have less fun after all.
Teng immediately lay on Wu Yueling's lap as he wielded his limbs and chuckled, "Yeah, Ling Ling, you have to protect me. You see, I'm so tiny and weak. I'm still a baby!"
Lin Qiao somehow couldn't bear watching him.
Lin Xiaolu looked at Teng and said, "Maybe you can make a few rolls on the couch so that you'll look more like a baby."
"Do I need to roll?" Teng said carelessly, "I am a baby!"
"Short arms and legs," Tongtong joined the conversation.
Teng didn't know what to say.
"Haha… Tongtong, someone might hate you for telling the truth," Lin Xiaolu covered her mouth and laughed.
"Why?" The four-year-old Tongtong was so confused, "Mommy said that kids shouldn't lie."