An Ziqi wanted to speak, but the feeling in her chest grew stronger, making her cough non-stop.
"Mama, Mama."
Xiao Qian'ai saw it wasn't working, and tears streamed down her face in a hurry.
After a violent coughing fit, An Ziqi leaned on the stove to steady herself, patted her chest, and tried to suppress the strange feeling. She smiled busily, hugged the child in her arms, and wiped the tears from her face.
"Little Ai, be good, don't be afraid. Mommy's fine now, not coughing anymore."
Xiao Qian'ai looked at her with tearful eyes, stopping her tears only after seeing she really wasn't coughing anymore.
An Ziqi kissed her little cheek and asked with a playful smile, "Where's your brother?"
"Rabbit." The little one, with tears still in her eyes, pointed her little finger outside.
An Ziqi couldn't help but laugh, "Ningning, honey, do you know your sister sells you out so easily?"
