Little Qiran smiled at Su Wan, revealing a row of white baby teeth. His smile was so cute that it made people want to pinch him.
Su Wan was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Jiang Qiran to be so weird.
She carefully reached out her hand and slowly carried Jiang Qiran out of the stroller.
The little child was very restless. It swayed in Su Wan's hand. If Su Wan had not held him firmly, the little boy would have fallen to the ground.
Jiang Qiran suddenly did not know the danger of his actions just now.
He held Su Wan's slender arm, blinked his big black glazed eyes, and looked at Su Wan innocently.
Then he shifted his gaze to the elegant man beside him.
In fact, when a child could not remember things, they would not be able to tell what it liked.
But when he saw Su Wan and Jiang Xuecheng, he felt very happy.
