Zhao Gushen looked at the small hand that Ye Xiaomo stretched out, a bit surprised.
But Ye Xiaomo, seeing his hesitation, thought Zhao Gushen didn't want to hold his hand.
A little disappointment appeared on his small face, and he slightly lowered his head. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Zhao Gushen held it.
His large hand enveloped Xiao Mo's small one.
The little guy's hand was soft and tender, the kind that made one want to take a bite.
Zhao Gushen lowered his head and smiled at Ye Xiaomo, then, along with Ye Fei, each held one of his hands.
They walked like this to the entrance of the residential area.
The kindergarten school bus had just parked by the roadside.
Teacher Lin sat by the window, surprised to see Zhao Gushen accompanying Ye Fei in sending Ye Xiaomo off.
The three holding hands like this really looked like a family of three!
Teacher Lin couldn't think too much and hurriedly got off the bus.
