A pair of well-maintained hands reached over and took a piece of clothing from her cart.
Lin Hanxing raised his eyebrows and looked over.
"This is what first aunt chose!"
The little sheep, Yuan Bao, jumped up and down, trying to snatch the clothes back from the other party.
"Ya, who's dirty kid? go away!"
Luo Mingwei, who was holding the children's clothing in her hand, said in disgust when she saw the ice cream stain on Yuan Bao's shirt.
He reached out and was about to push Yuan Bao aside.
Luo Mingwei was accompanying someone today.
They had wanted to play mahjong, but the other party said that he wanted to buy a child's outfit for his younger sister's grandson's birthday.
When she arrived at the mall, the person first went downstairs to pick up the clothes she had ordered and asked her to come up first to choose.
&Quot; ah ... &Quot; the next second, Luo Mingwei felt as if her wrist was about to break. She was in excruciating pain!