Early afternoon in late autumn.
Mo Chuxi was holding Yan Xinxin's hand, wandering around the city center.
Soon, Mo Chuxi's hands were full of shopping bags, all of which were mother-baby items.
Yan Xinxin walked alongside Mo Chuxi, nibbling on an ice cream, occasionally scooping a bit of cream to feed him a bite.
"Oh no!"
Yan Xinxin suddenly let out a soft cry.
Mo Chuxi quickly dropped the shopping bag, nervously reaching out to hold Yan Xinxin's shoulder.
"Xinxin, what's wrong with you!"
Mo Chuxi's commotion drew curious gazes from a group of onlookers.
Seeing so many people staring at them, Yan Xinxin couldn't help but feel embarrassed, her face heating up.
"Chuxi, you're too nervous, I'm fine. I just suddenly thought I forgot to buy something."
Hearing her answer, Mo Chuxi's hanging heart was calmed down.
Looking at her rosy little face, Mo Chuxi pinched Yan Xinxin's cheek.
"Little Xinxin scared Xixi number one, shouldn't there be some compensation now?"
