"You have one yourself!"
McDull thought Qiao Yi had forgotten, pointing at the basket she was holding: "This is your basket, this is mine! Mine!"
Qiao Yi ignored him, still fiercely glaring at him, stomping her foot: "Give it to me!"
The crowd was stunned.
No one had ever seen such a fiery side of Sweetheart Qiao Yi.
McDull, not knowing how it happened, just let go.
Qiao Yi was carrying two baskets, feeling a bit heavy, but gritted her teeth and persisted, shaking her little head and heading towards the elevator door.
She seemed particularly happy, humming a little tune: "Happy New Year, Happy New Year, wishing everyone a Happy New Year~! We sing, we dance..."
Everyone: "..."
McDull looked up at Gu Xinzhou with a face full of grievance: "Mommy!"
Gu Xinzhou was also crying and laughing, rubbing his little head, whispering in his ear: "You're the big brother, let her have a little, whatever she takes from you, I'll save that much for you, and give it back when you grow up."
