In the morning, he fell and cried his eyes out, but now he was thundering towards her, suddenly throwing himself into her arms.
She wanted to pick him up, but he shook his head and said, "Don't, Jiaojiao is too tired."
Suppressing the urge to be held, he took hold of Gu Jiao's hand.
"Is your leg still hurting?" Gu Jiao bent down to pull up his little pant leg.
Little Jing Kong shook his head, "Not hurting!"
In truth, it still hurt a bit, but Little Jing Kong was spoiling others under the premise of not adding more burden to Gu Jiao.
"Sister!" Gu Xiaoshun heard the movement at the door, dropped the carpentry work he was halfway through, shot out like a little monkey, and helped Gu Jiao to carry her small basket, "Give it to me!"
Gu Xiaoshun insisted on carrying the small basket and carefully placed her first aid kit in her east room.