He carried the little one back to the living room, set him down properly, and only then did Xicheng step outside to dust off the snow on himself before coming back in.
Once the door opened, the little fellow was no longer inside.
He quickly scanned the room and immediately noticed a small figure on the stairs, climbing up with his little bottom sticking out.
"Be careful!"
Xicheng hurried over, scooped him up in his arms, and brought him back to the coffee table, placing him on the sofa.
"Sit still and don't move!"
The moment he finished speaking, the little one twisted off and crawled towards the other end of the sofa.
Xicheng was speechless, quickly pulling him back and holding him with one arm, while he went to the door to pick up a parcel and open it.
As expected, the parcel contained several sets of children's clothes, some food, a can of infant formula, baby bottles, water bottles, and a large pack of diapers.
"Milk!"
