Chapter 188
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These sisters are scary.
"Tsk, then stop looking at me!" Song Yaoyao glared at him and stood up angrily.
Then, he was frightened by the enthusiasm of countless girls. He lost control of his expression and took two steps back with a dumbfounded expression.
"You guys … want to buy headbands too?"
She opened her eyes wide in confusion and pointed weakly at the girl selling the headband.
Thinking that she was blocking their way, she moved to the side in embarrassment.
Then she realized that when she moved, they moved with her. Song Yaoyao's heart skipped a beat when they looked at her with sparkling eyes.
Wow! This group of sisters is so scary!
"Pfff …"
Song Wen-chuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He wiped away the tears from his eyes and saw that those people were getting restless. Song Yaoyao was so cute that they wanted to reach out and touch her. He hurriedly squeezed in and pulled his little girl into his arms. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please make way. We should go home."
Song Yaoyao was shocked. She wasn't a celebrity. Weren't these people a little too passionate?
"Ah? Are you leaving just like that? "
"Stay a little longer! Little cutie, can we take a picture together? "
Song Yaoyao obediently stayed in Song Wen-chuan's arms. She was half-carried by him as they squeezed out of the crowd. Only when she breathed in the fresh air did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Her long hair was messed up. She lay in Song Wen-chuan's arms and quietly poked her head out. She found that the sisters were still holding their phones and taking pictures of her.
She was so scared that she hid in Song Wen-chuan's arms again.
"Do they think I'm a rare animal?" She said gloomily.
No, it's because you're cute.
"Ahem …" Song Wen-chuan could not help but laugh.
When they walked further away, those people finally stopped following them.
Song Yaoyao exhaled, and the little devil headband on her head was crooked.
Song Wen-chuan raised his hand to help her put it back on. "Still wearing it?"
"Why not?"
Song Yaoyao happily adjusted her headband and shook her head for him to see. "Don't I look good? It's super pretty! "She answered her own question." I'm going to wear it back for my brother to see! "
"Brother? She's not your biological daughter, yet you call her so affectionately. "
Song Wen-chuan was jealous and raised his hand to snatch it back. "Give it back to me. I don't want to give it to an ingrate like you."
"No!"
Song Yaoyao quickly covered her head with her hands and ran away with a smile. She stood in the distance and made a face at Song Wen-chuan.
Throughout the night, her smile did not disappear.
She was not infected by Song Jingwan at all. Even Song Jingwan did not understand why Song Yaoyao was so easy to satisfy.
A plastic headband that only cost 20 yuan. How could she feel so happy wearing such a cheap thing?
No one knew what Song Yaoyao had experienced. To her, every day and every minute was worth cherishing.
Happiness was not something that could be bought with money.
Song Wen-chuan looked at Song Yaoyao, who was running around crazily. His expression was gentle and his eyes were filled with love.
He asked Song Jingwan, "Why aren't you wearing it? You don't like it? "
"Ah?"
Song Jingwan was stunned. She gathered her hair and said, "No, it's just that Brother bought it for me. I'm afraid I'll break it."
"How could that be? It's not made of paper." Song Wen-chuan did not know whether to laugh or cry at her answer.
But in the end, Song Jingwan did not wear it. She held the headband in her hand and followed Song Wen-chuan quietly.
From time to time, she would look sideways and see that his eyes were full of smiles. They were as bright as the stars. From beginning to end, his gaze was on Song Yaoyao.
She instantly felt indignant. Song Yaoyao did not put in any effort. She was not even willing to call him Brother. Why did her brother treat her so well? Why was his entire heart and eyes filled with her?
(End of Chapter)
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