Feng Qingxue felt exhausted from holding Fubao for so long. She quickly handed the child to someone else, shook her sore and numb arms, flexing her wrists a little, and then used her fingers to stimulate some acupoints on her arms to relieve fatigue.
Little Xibao was tapping Lu Jiang's shoulder, "Down, down!"
Feng Qingxue went to untie the strap, and he slid down smoothly, stepping on the snowy ground. He bounced around on the spot, nearly slipping, but he managed to steady himself by grabbing Lu Jiang's army coat.
"Naughty!" Xibao glared at the snow beneath his feet, stomping a few times, hard.
After a six-month absence, seeing the even cuter Xibao, everyone's interest in him grew remarkably, especially after his recent actions. Thus, many people surrounded him and played with him, completely ignoring Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue.
"Xibao!" Jin Zhuzhu called him first. When Xibao turned to her, she continued, "Do you miss Auntie?"