Gu Benluo lifted the carriage curtain, waving vigorously at his newly made friends. The children ran over with their parents' permission, but upon seeing the delicate pastries before them, none dared to reach out.
Seeing that they weren't moving, Luo Luo grew anxious. "These are all very delicious. Hurry up and try them."
Jin Qianqian understood the children's hesitation. She took the initiative to distribute the pastries into their hands. "These are Luo Luo's usual favorites. It's also a thank you for keeping him company and playing with him for so long."
The children glanced at Jin Qianqian, shyly lowered their heads, and carefully carried the pastries in their hands as they walked back to their families.
Gu Benluo watched their retreating figures with a hint of disappointment. "Mother, do they not like me?"
