San Bao reached out her short little hands and revealed her chubby wrists. She wanted to be transported from Shi Qing's to Zhai Sheng's arms.
No matter what, her first daily meal was fed by this person for the past few days. She had to give him some face.
It was seldom that his daughter requested to be carried by him. Hence, there was no reason for Zhai Sheng to decline it.
Zhai Sheng smiled. He ignored Shi Qing's reluctant face and carried his little daughter without a word. He even gave her a kiss. This was his daughter. He could thus carry and kiss her as he wished. As for Zhu Baoguo, he should abidingly stand by the side and continue staring with a tempted look in his eyes.
Shi Qing was not pleased. "I can't carry San Bao now. I will carry Da Bao. Da Bao, come to godmother's side." Without waiting for Da Bao to reply, Shi Qing carried Da Bao into her arms.
