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Scrambling up on the soft mattress with his hands and feet, Yangyang snatched the rattle drum from Yang Chuxia's hands as soon as he reached her.
Then he shook it vigorously to show he was very happy.
"My heavens, you little bandit, now you're robbing too." She tapped Yangyang's little nose, and Yangyang took the opportunity to grab her finger to put it in his mouth.
But she couldn't let that happen, so Yang Chuxia pulled her hand back. Then Yangyang became unhappy, pouting his little cheeks and staring with his eyes while calling out "ah ah."
"What are you 'ahh' about? You can't put hands in your mouth, do you know that? How dirty."
Seeing that Yang Chuxia wouldn't give him her finger, he steeled his heart, stuffed his own finger into his mouth, and even looked at Yang Chuxia with a smile that always seemed to carry a hint of triumph.