“Uncle Uncle” Jing Xiaoen had red eyes and wanted to run to Yin Yihan, but was pulled by another man who rushed up.
“Uncle Wow Uncle” Jing Xiaoen seemed very scared. The feeling of waiting alone here just now was so uncomfortable. Now when he saw these two uncles, he naturally felt wronged and wanted to come to their side, but he didn’t know that he was actually grabbed by someone and refused to let him run over.
Yin Yihan didn’t think much about it. This time, he rushed over and pinched the man’s neck, exuding murderous aura: “Let go.”
The man didn’t let go voluntarily, but he rolled his eyes when he was pinched, and almost died, so he unconsciously let go of Jing Xiaoen.
Yin Yihan let go. The man widened his eyes and knelt on the ground, covering his neck and coughing repeatedly. He was a little frightened. At that moment, the person in front of him really wanted to kill him. He felt that terrible aura.
They were originally called to create momentum to cause trouble, but they didn’t want to die here because of such a small matter.
Seeing him let go, Yin Yihan did not pay attention to it anymore, but gently held Jing Xiaoen’s little hand, as if telling him that he was by his side.
“Have you hit you?” Yin Yihan squatted down, raised his head, and looked at Jing Xiaoen’s little face.
Jing Xiaoen didn’t dare to speak, sobbed gently, and shook her head slowly, as if she was suppressing something.
Jing Xiaoen is sensible and obedient, and is more precocious than children of the same age. However, even more mature, she is just a child who has just turned six years old.