After washing his face, Little Baby looked refreshed. After he calmed down completely, he felt embarrassed for clinging to his mom and crying so intensely earlier. He pursed his little lips the whole time and obediently lowered his head to let Rong Yan help him wash his face and change clothes.
Today, Rong Yan picked out a navy-style outfit for him. He was pretty, and his skin was as fair as Rong Yan's, making blue especially suitable for him. The sky blue looked as pure and clean as the color of the sky on him.
"Alright." After dressing him, Rong Yan stood up, stretched lazily, patted her shoulder, and said, "Baby, you go out and have breakfast first. Mom will join you after freshening up."
Li Duidui pursed his lips and grabbed her hem, not letting her go.
Rong Yan patiently stopped again and squatted down to look him in the eye, gently asking, "What's wrong?"
Li Duidui's lips turned pale from pressing them together, and he tugged tightly at her clothes, "Is mom going out?"
