Mo Zhiyun was leaning against the window, not even changing his posture. After seeing this scene, he slowly shifted his line of sight.
Lu He Yun carefully put Goldy down and turned back to look at the slender figure behind him. He lowered his head again and controlled the wheelchair to leave.
Goldy seemed to have felt something, and its clear eyes were filled with disappointment. It turned its head and pouted its mouth to look at mo Zhiyun.
Mo Zhiyun shook his head, his eyes signaling for her to return to her room.
The little guy pouted his pink lips, turned his head arrogantly, and ran back to his room.
Mo Zhiyun stood there for a few seconds, then straightened his body and walked out of the room quickly. He saw that Lu He Yun's wheelchair was already at the door.
She slowed down her pace and walked over. &Quot; I'll send you down. &Quot;
