"That's Xiao Shao, right?" Wang Ling seemed to be asking, more like muttering to herself.

Mo Jingjing: "...... Well. ”

I didn't expect to meet him here, and he doesn't seem to be in a good situation!

Looking at the corner of the rest area where the rate of turning back was getting higher and higher, Mo Jingjing was at war in her heart. It's very troublesome to coax children, and I'm really not in the mood to be tired and hungry now! But if the two of them don't have any intersection like before, it's just that, but now there is still a bit of friendship between the two, Rao is her sophisticated temperament, and she will be a little embarrassed when she doesn't see anything.

Coupled with the embarrassment on that cool face that others may not be able to see but can still see, Mo Jingjing sighed, dragged her legs, which were still a little tired, and under Wang Ling's surprised gaze, she walked past the crowd of onlookers and walked towards Xiao Ximing.

Mo Jingjing didn't know that the self that appeared at this moment was really like a savior in Xiao Ximing's heart!

Originally, it was just a matter of being dragged out by her mother and sister to be bodyguards, but the two women thought it was too troublesome to take a baby shopping, so they threw the sleeping baby into the rest area for themselves to watch, and then hooked their shoulders and continued shopping happily.

Originally, Xiao Ximing was quite satisfied with this arrangement, and he no longer had to stupidly push the stroller as a follower (God knows why these two women didn't bring a nanny to follow), but after ten minutes, the baby who would wake up after sleeping in her sister's mouth for at least an hour or two woke up at the wrong time.

Facing the eyes of the baby who woke up for a while, Xiao Ximing squinted, and warned his nephew with his mind that he was not allowed to make trouble and not to cry! It's a pity that his nephew, who is less than three months old, doesn't have half a point with him, but when he saw that no one picked him up in a few seconds, he immediately let go of his throat and howled, crying that was full of energy.

Xiao Ximing brushed a few black lines on his forehead, stared at his nephew who was crying with an expressionless face, and decisively picked up his mobile phone to call his mother, but the phone rang so much that no one picked it up, frowned, changed the number of the old lady and continued to call, as soon as he got through, there was a ringtone in the back pocket of the stroller, and with a bad premonition, he reached out and took out a mobile phone from his back pocket, and saw that it was showing his call, Xiao Ximing's already dark face was about to drip ink at this time.

Raise your eyes to look at the bustling crowd in the big shopping mall, the chance of finding someone in a short time is very small, looking at the nephew who was still crying in the car, Xiao Ximing leaned over and tried to pick him up, as soon as he approached the smell wafting from his nephew, he stiffened his whole body, and he couldn't hold his hand halfway, and sat back on the chair stiffly, Xiao Ximing stared at the little doll for the first time in his life.

Gradually, there were more and more onlookers, Xiao Ximing's appearance itself was enough to attract attention, coupled with the crying of the little nephew, people passing by couldn't help but talk about it, but because of Xiao Ximing's cold breath, no one dared to come forward to ask.

It was at this time that Mo Jingjing appeared in Xiao Ximing's eyes beyond the crowd of onlookers.

Standing in front of the stroller and looking at the crying baby in the car, Mo Jingjing looked sideways at Xiao Ximing and asked softly, "Whose child is this?"

Xiao Ximing replied succinctly with an expressionless face: "My sister's."

"Why don't you pick him up?" Mo Jingjing continued to ask.

"He pulled." Xiao Ximing replied succinctly.

"Then why don't you change it for him?"

"No, it won't."

"Where's the babysitter?"

"I didn't bring it."

"Where's your sister?"

"Still shopping."

"Phone?"

"Didn't."

“……。”

After the two of them flipped through the questions and answers in a flat tone, they fell silent.

After a while, Mo Jingjing sighed: "Okay, I understand!"

After squatting down and rummaging in the stroller, I found wet wipes, diapers and everything, and then got up and pushed the stroller in the direction of the bathroom. After walking a few steps and stopping, he turned back to Xiao Ximing, who was still sitting there without moving, and said helplessly: "Keep up, help."

Xiao Ximing's eyelids twitched, and the two confronted each other silently for a while, seeing the persistence in her eyes, and then got up with a black face.

It wasn't until the two disappeared around the corner that the onlookers reluctantly withdrew their gaze.

In the mother and baby room of the mall, fortunately, there is no one else at this time, otherwise Xiao Ximing is really difficult to enter, and he has to hurry up!

Mo Jingjing took out a disposable diaper pad and laid it on the diaper table, and said to Xiao Ximing, who was standing stupidly, without raising her head: "Pick up the baby."

Xiao Ximing paused, and only after a few seconds did he lean over and stretched out his hand, and gestured to his nephew for a while, the child's soft stomach felt uncomfortable, hesitated for a moment and finally gave up, and looked back at Mo Jingjing, who was busy: "...... No. ”

Mo Jingjing, who had just laid out the mat, turned around and looked at him speechlessly: "Bring the wipes and diapers."

Then leaned over, skillfully supported the waist and hips with one hand, and supported the back of the neck with the other, picked up the baby who was still crying, and gently put it on the diaper table.

Carefully taking off her pants, Mo Jingjing took a deep breath and neatly untied the diaper, grabbed the baby's two little feet with one hand and lifted it slightly, pulled out the diaper full of golden poop with the other, and handed it to Xiao Ximing, who was standing aside with diapers and wet wipes: "Throw it away."

Xiao Ximing looked at the diapers that smelled disgusting in front of him, put the things in his hand on the corner of the diaper table with a dark face, frowned and carefully pinched the corner of the diaper and quickly returned to the clamshell trash can next to him, and then quickly went to the sink and turned on the faucet and rubbed his hands vigorously.

"What to wash, it's not good yet! Come over and help. Mo Jingjing, who was wiping the baby's buttocks with wet wipes, couldn't see it anymore and shouted unhappily.

Finally, after smoking half a pack of wet wipes, I finally wiped my little buttocks clean, and with the overall command of Mo Jingjing and the assistance of Xiao Ximing, the two finally put on diapers and pants for the baby.

After Mo Jingjing washed her hands, she picked up the crying baby pitifully, gently coaxed it rhythmically, and pointed to the dirty wipes on the ground stained with baby poop and said to Xiao Ximing with bad intentions: "Take that diaper pad and clean these up."

Xiao Ximing: "......"

Xiao Ximing confronted Mo Jingjing again with a cold face and an expressionless face, Mo Jingjing raised her eyebrows, and raised the baby who had quieted down in her arms without fear: "Why don't you come and hug it?!"

Looking at the nephew who was calm in her arms, and then looking at the things on the ground, Xiao Ximing pursed the corners of his mouth, and the heavens and men fought for a long time, and finally pulled off the diaphragm with a cold face and squatted down a little clumsily to clean up the things on the ground.

Mo Jingjing felt that she was definitely not a good person, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sympathize with a cool brother who swore to death, and she had a hilarious impulse. If she wasn't sure that the end of laughing out loud at this time would be absolutely ugly, she would never hold back her stomach ache!