The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

"elder sister!"

Nan Jiaojiao stood up and looked back to find no one. She lowered her head and noticed the tender pink dumplings.

The little girl is seven or eight years old. As soon as she got close to the black cat, the cat calmed down and jumped into her arms. The little girl swung her feet back, held the kitten steady and stroked it gently. Back soothing.

After the cat's meowing gradually subsided, the little girl came back.

"Sister, did Xiao Hei scare you?"

"No..." Nan Jiaojiao felt embarrassed, "Did I scare it?"

"It's okay, Xiao Hei is timid. This is his first time going out. He usually stays with me. The only person I've seen the most is my little uncle. He's a little shy, but he's not malicious. "

Nan Jiaojiao was quite ashamed. She was interested in teasing cats and didn't do anything wrong. However, she frightened other people's cats. The little master was so well-educated. Instead of pointing at her and scolding her, she apologized to her first. She blushed.

"Is his name Xiaohei? He's so well-behaved."

"Ok!"

The little girl's eyes were bright, "Sister, do you want a hug?"

Nan Jiaojiao was so timid that she wanted to put her hands behind her back.

She was just teasing, but she didn't have the courage to hold such a soft-furred animal.

Xiao Hei didn't want to, and grinned at her. It was probably because the cat was taking advantage of the crowd, and he was more courageous than before, and even his screams were ferocious.

Nan Jiaojiao smiled and said, "I won't hug it anymore. Don't scare it."

The little girl said "hmm" and didn't hand it over any further, and the person didn't show much reluctance.

But she just stood here, looking for the cat and refused to leave. Nan Jiaojiao felt awkward for no reason. She looked back at Bo Yanqing, wanting to find him for help. He was the best at coaxing children, but Bo Yanqing held up her chin and challenged her. Mei, I just don’t mean to help.

Nan Jiaojiao couldn't help but walk away like that and asked, "Are you going back?"

"No," the little girl stroked the cat's fur and smiled cheerfully at her, "I followed Xiao Hei out, but I couldn't find the way back. I was lost."

Nan Jiaojiao? ? ?

"Do you remember the name of the box, or your adult's phone number?" "My little uncle's is there."

Nan Jiaojiao took out her mobile phone and said, "Then you can use my mobile phone to make calls."

"Thank you sister."

The little girl took the phone and started to enter the numbers. Each time she entered a number, she read it out in a low voice. Suddenly she paused and said "Huh".

"What's wrong?" Nan Jiaojiao asked.

Then, she actually saw the complex emotions in the child's eyes, ranging from disbelief to realization and then to pity.

"Little dumpling."

At this time, someone came looking for him.

"Why did you run out quietly? I've been looking for you for a long time."

The daughter held the little girl's hand and glanced into her arms, "I don't have a phone or a watch. Fortunately, Xiao Hei found it, otherwise I would have lost two of them."

"Auntie, I won't get lost. I met a kind sister who helped me find Xiao Hei's house. She also lent me her cell phone. I was just about to call my uncle."

"Is it."

Xiaotuanzi handed over the phone, and Han Yuan took it and turned around to return it. When she saw the person in front of her, she was surprised for a moment, and then smiled, "Jiaojiao, it's you."

Nan Jiaojiao thought for a long time before she recognized that this person was Han Qi's aunt.

She greeted politely: "Hello."

"What a coincidence to meet you here."

Han Yuan returned the phone to her with an elegant posture. The bookishness in her bones made her complexion a little warmer. Her hand gently rested on Xiaotuanzi's shoulders.