Mu Ran finished drinking the soup and then rubbed Chu Xijin's head, "You're really my good baby."
Chu Xijin felt embarrassed.
He was already six years old.
He was no longer a baby.
"Auntie, are you going to visit Sister Manman later?"
"Yes, so I'm rushing with my work now." Mu Ran had made a bold promise to photograph her little niece for a month and couldn't go back on her word.
But by the time she finished her work, it was already eight o'clock at night. She hurried to take photos. According to the usual progress, she needed to photograph her little niece and chat with her sister-in-law to relieve boredom. She wouldn't leave until ten and would get home by eleven.
But today, little Manman didn't make things easy for her aunt and fell asleep early, sleeping soundly. Feng Qikuo was also tired and went to bed at eight-thirty.
Mu Ran had no choice but to leave.
She bought a lot of snacks on the way because she was starving.
