Chapter 308, My Bamboo Horse He Auts (11)
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Shen Jiu didn't expect this to happen.
She hurriedly jumped off the merry-go-round, squatted in front of Song Qing'an, and took his hand: "Xiao An-"
Song Qing'an shook off her hand, raised his head, and looked at her with an almost vicious expression.
Shen Jiu was slightly stunned, and before he could react, Song Qing'an's expression suddenly softened again, his head lowered, and he suddenly threw himself into her arms.
The cat ears on his hat drooped slightly, and the tail behind him hung down, like a frightened, fried-up kitten.
Shen Jiu's heart softened suddenly.
She raised her hand and gently patted Song Qing'an's back while coaxing him in a low voice: "Xiao An, don't be afraid." ”
Shen Jiu said softly: "There are no bad people here, but there are a lot of people-"
Song Qing'an ignored her, he shrunk into her arms, his chest rising and falling slightly.
Shen Jiu's voice lowered a little lower: "Is Xiao An afraid?" ”
She didn't expect a response from Song Qing'an, she just planned to keep talking and let him be in a familiar environment so that he could relax.
Shen Jiu casually found the topic: "Look, how fun it is here, there are a lot of big equipment, and there are a lot of children-"
As she said this, she suddenly noticed a slight movement in her arms, as if Song Qingan was shaking her head gently.
Shen Jiu was slightly stunned, and lowered his head: "Xiao An? ”
She thought about what she had just said again, and then said in a low voice: "Xiao An means to say, aren't you afraid?" ”
Song Qing'an nodded slightly, then he raised his head slowly, his dark pupils stared at Shen Jiu quietly for a while, and then slowly shook his head.
Shen Jiu: "......"
Is this fear or fear?
Is it so hard to guess your child's mind?
She looked at Song Qing'an complicatedly for a while, then raised her head and looked at Mrs. Song: "Auntie, can you hug Xiao An?" ”
Although Song Qingan is still young, he is a boy in the end, and Shen Jiu himself is not very old, so he is inevitably a little tired after being pressed by Song Qingan for so long.
Mrs. Song had been looking at Song Qing'an nervously.
Almost as soon as she heard Shen Jiu's words, she squatted down and wanted to pick up Song Qing'an. But as soon as her fingertips touched Song Qing'an, his body curled up suddenly, and his pupils enlarged again.
Madame Song retracted her hand in a panic.
Shen Jiu shook his head lightly at her, and then pushed Song Qing'an: "Xiao An, my legs are a little numb, I'm going to stand up." ”
Song Qing'an didn't pay attention to her words, but when Shen Jiu got up slowly, he didn't keep pressing her, but followed her strength and stood up together.
It's just that the whole person is still leaning on Shen Jiu.
Shen Jiu had a headache.
She stared at Song Qing'an silently for a while, lowered her head and thought for a while, then stretched out her hand and grabbed Song Qing'an and walked towards the merry-go-round.
Mrs. Song was startled and subconsciously wanted to stop Shen Jiu, but she saw the quiet and obedient Song Qing'an at a glance, and hesitated to stop her movements.
Shen Jiu didn't have much effort, so he took Song Qingan onto the merry-go-round.
She sat on the wooden horse, and Song Qingan sat in front of her.
He seemed a little uneasy, his head bowed, his hands clutching her sleeves tightly, but nothing more.
The Trojan horse had already turned around, Shen Jiu lowered his head slightly, leaned on Song Qing'an's ear and spoke: "What did Xiao An mean just now, did you say-"
"You're not afraid of the unfamiliar environment, but you're afraid of ......" Shen Jiu asked tentatively, "I left you in a strange environment?" ”
Song Qing'an was still holding her sleeve and staring ahead with an empty expression.
He was silent for a long time, almost when Shen Jiu thought that he would not give him a slight response, he slowly moved his body.
Then he turned sideways, reached out and hugged Shen Jiu's waist, and pressed his face to Shen Jiu's chest.