Jian Anan couldn't help rolling her eyes at him, but when he joked like this, her mood instantly calmed down much, not as heavy as before.

She leaned against him and breathed a deep breath.

"Are you tired?" Li Shaoting looked sideways and asked in a gentle voice.

Jian Anan nodded a little tiredly, "I have been running all night, and my hands and feet are soft now."

More because of the fright, Lu Keke was fine.

Li Shaoting immediately squatted in front of Jian An'an and pressed his big hand on Jian An'an's leg muscles. The force was not very strong, but it could play a soothing role.

"I'll send you back later, and I'll send someone to watch Lu Keke."

Seeing that Jian Anan's mental state was not very good, there was nothing important here, so she would have a better rest when she went back, otherwise how could she be able to withstand it?

Jian Anan looked at the time. It was already early in the morning. She was not sleepy at all and was about to shake her head.

As a result, a burst of anxious footsteps interrupted her thoughts. When she turned her head, she saw a little boy about six or seven years old falling in front of them. A water cup in her hand slid down, and the milk inside suddenly sprinkled out.

The little boy happened to fall in front of Li Shaoting, and the milk naturally spilled Li Shaoting all over.

The white water droplets dripped down the legs of the pants, and the strong smell of milk instantly emanated. The little boy's pure eyes suddenly flashed nervously, and he was a little helpless and didn't know what to do.

Li Shaoting himself has a cleanliness obsession, so he subconsciously frowned, and his originally cold face became even more serious.

It was just this expression that scared the little boy very much, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Jian Anan couldn't bear to see the child being sad the most, so he hurriedly picked up the little boy, wiped the milk from the little boy with a handkerchief, and said gently, "Don't be nervous, it's okay, where are your parents?"

The little boy looked at Jian Anan. Seeing Jian Anan's gentle eyes, his nervousness was relieved, but he still secretly glanced at Li Shaoting in fear.

He pursed his thin lips tightly and didn't say anything. His aura would really scare the children.

Jian Anan immediately glanced back at the man, glanced at him with a cute look, warning him not to be so fierce.

Li Shaoting gave face, restrained his aura a little, lowered his head to wipe the milk on his body.

Naturally, he wouldn't care about anything with the children, but he was born with a cold face, so children were usually quite afraid of him.

"Don't be afraid, what about your parents? Auntie will take you to find them?" Jian Anan looked around and didn't see anyone. He couldn't help but blame the little boy's parents. He was so careless that the child ran around by himself. What if he was really lost?

However, the little boy was still timid. He looked at Jian Anan and said nothing.

Jian Anan didn't think much about it, just thought that the child was timid.

She took the little boy's hand on her own and said softly, "Then aunt will take you to find your parents, so remember not to run around in the future."

Since becoming a mother, she has become much more tolerant of children and likes children from the bottom of her heart.

The little boy did not refuse and let Jian Anan pull him. As soon as she got up and before she could lift her steps, she heard an anxious voice coming into her ears, "Xiaojie! Xiaojie Where are you? Xiaojie?"

When the little boy heard this sound, he almost immediately looked up and looked in the direction where the sound was making a sound, his eyes were shiny.

Jian Anan also looked at the direction where the sound was made, and saw a middle-aged woman in her fifties running over from not far away, her face full of vicissitudes was full of anxiety.

After seeing the little boy next to her, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, then ran over quickly and grabbed Xiaojie's hand, "You're scared me to death. Don't run around again in the future, do you hear?"

Xiaojie nodded obediently, without saying a word, and then stared at Jian An'an with black eyes.

Only then did Jian Anan look at the little boy's face carefully. Although he was a little thin, his facial features were still very beautiful, especially those eyes, which were very bright, like a touch of light in the darkness.

The middle-aged woman's talented man noticed the existence of Jian Anan and Li Shaoting. She quickly said gratefully, "Thank you very much, the child is naughty, why didn't you cause any trouble for you?"

Jian Anan smiled and rubbed Xiaojie's head, "No, but you have to look forward to it in the future. Fortunately, it's a hospital here, and if you are outside, there may be problems."

She guessed that the middle-aged woman in front of her was the little boy's grandmother or grandmother.

As a result, the aunt smiled bitterly and said, "I took another child in our yard to see a doctor today. Because he woke up and insisted on following me, he brought him here together. Who would have thought that the child would turn around and the child would run away? Fortunately, there was a kind-hearted person like a girl, otherwise he would not be able to speak if the child was lost, but how could he live?"

Jane An'an opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Who are you?"

The aunt smiled helplessly, "I am the director of an orphanage, and Xiaojie is the child in the yard."

This time, Jian Anan was really a little surprised. She couldn't help but look carefully at the woman in front of her. She was dressed in plain clothes, her hair was slightly white, and the years had carved many marks on her face, but her face was very kind and gave people a feeling of affection. She turned out to be the director of the orphanage.

She has actually always admired these people, and has warmed so many children who have lost their homes with selfless love.

"That's how many children have to worry about it. Fortunately, the children are fine. If you need help, I'll help you watch him?"

Anyway, she is fine now.

The dean smiled kindly, "Thank you, girl, I'll take them back soon."

Jian Anan glanced at the little boy, then smiled faintly, "Okay, then be careful on the way."

The dean turned around with the little boy. Jian Anan suddenly remembered something and asked again, "You just said that this child can't speak?"

You probably remember correctly?

The dean looked down at the little boy, then sighed, "Acquired, the doctor said it was caused by autism. It seemed that it was caused by some stimulation before. It was like this when I picked up the child. The possibility of recovery seems not to be too high, and... the cost..."

The dean looked a little difficult to speak of, and they really couldn't afford the treatment costs.

Listening to the dean's words, Jian An'an's eyes kept looking at the silent little boy, and suddenly felt a little heavy. This child is an orphan, so why isn't she? The pain of not having relatives is really painful.

After thinking for a while, she whispered, "Then... I'll sponsor this child's post-treatment. You see, can you?"
Chapter completed!