"Uncle, carry me."
Tongtong smiled happily.
Mom doesn't have much strength, and she's not as tall as uncle, so Tongtong couldn't see as far when held by her mom.
But for Qing Yang, it's different. With his height of 1.8 meters, when he holds Tongtong and lifts her up lightly, she can see even farther than him, and the crowd in the zoo won't block her view anymore.
Seeing Tongtong clinging to Qing Yang and refusing to let go, as if she feared being passed to her, Bai Yiyi couldn't help but laugh and said: "Tongtong, you don't have to be scared. Mommy won't hold you."
"Mommy."
Tongtong sweetly called out, conveying a sense of reassurance.
Bai Yiyi gave her a playful look and said with a smile: "Qing Yang, you can take Tongtong ahead where there are fewer people. I'll make a call to Ranran and ask how Momo is doing."
"Okay."
After Qing Yang walked away with Tongtong, Bai Yiyi sat down on a nearby chair, took out her phone, and called Wen Ran.
