Goddess Mianmian is like a little sheep, allergic to mangoes

A black car was parked on the side of the street.

Xiaoyu waved at ruan Mianmian and naturally ran to the car door. The driver opened the door and Xiaoyu got in.

"Goodbye."

Li Youyou waved at ruan Mianmian.

Then, he strode into the car. In the back seat of the car, ye Jinyu was chatting with little Yu 'er.

"Daddy, Auntie and I met goddess Mianmian at the supermarket."

Li Youyou reached out and touched the top of little Yu 'er's head. He said to ye Jinyu, " he treated little Yu' er to a meal the last time. This time, we're just trying to return the favor, right? "

"Yes," Little Yu 'er snuggled into ye Jinyu's arms and said in a tender voice, " and Daddy, my goddess Mianmian is just like a little sheep. They are both allergic to mangoes.

Li Youyou looked at the scenery outside the car window silently. She wanted to ask, is there a problem if a mother and a son are both allergic?

Obviously not!