After issuing the warning, he strode heavily into the security check.
Xiang Yiqing and Ji Mingyue had already passed the security check and were waiting for them inside.
Fenfen leaned on Ji Chicheng's shoulder, pouting, and watching Xin Xiaoxiao making funny faces behind them, choking with her childlike voice, "Mommy is sister, Mommy is pretty sister."
Every time Fenfen called her "sister," it was like gouging into Ji Chicheng's heart.
His big hand pressed on her back, and he kissed her tender cheek, "Mommy is Mommy, not sister."
"Miss Mommy." Fenfen whispered repeatedly, again and again, into Ji Chicheng's ear.
I do too.
This sentence lingered on Ji Chicheng's lips, his suppressed anguish only relieved by holding the little one in his arms tighter, seeking a sense of security.
Once they had all passed the security check, Xin Xiaoxiao immediately followed, trailing behind Ji Chicheng, swinging her little bag nonchalantly, occasionally making a face at Fenfen to tease her.
