"It's okay, it's okay, it won't hurt in a bit." Ou Chengtian casually said.
Xia Liyou glared at him, "It's not you who's being pinched, of course, you'd say that."
"Oh, then let me offer mine for you to pinch, that should be fine, right?" With that, Ou Chengtian moved his face closer to her for her to pinch.
Xia Liyou was taken aback and said resentfully, "I'm not as trifling as you."
She certainly did not want to be seen by Xia Ziqian, her son, pinching back and forth with him. It would make her, a mom, look bad in Ziqian's eyes.
Children grow up learning from their parents, so setting a good example is important.
The white pigeons in the square linger all around.
They peck and search for food non-stop on the ground, so adorably.
In the square, many tourists would buy bird food on the side and then go to the middle to feed the pigeons.
Xia Ziqian also bought two bags, and then he ran off to play with the pigeons.
