Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

A thoroughly wicked prince!

"Let's go, let's keep shopping."

Ding Heng got up and walked towards another store.

Baima caught up, her steps a few paces heavier than before.

For the next hour, Ding Heng kept directing Baima to run errands.

Go downstairs to buy a pack of tissues, go next door to pick up a pair of shoes in Wenshu's size that she wants to try on, and go to the service desk to ask if they have any member discounts...

Baima ran back and forth in the mall, her legs almost giving out.

The things in my hands are also increasing.

Two shopping bags, a shoebox, and a bag of hair accessories that Wenjing bought for Wenshu.

Baima switched from left hand to right hand, and from right hand to left hand, until both palms were red from being squeezed.

Wenjing couldn't stand it anymore and whispered in Ding Heng's ear, "That's enough, Baima is carrying so much stuff..."

Ding Heng smiled and said, "I'm not in charge of my sister. Why are you being nosy? Besides, I didn't force her."

"Then why are you interfering with my education of my sister?"

"How can that be the same!"

"Well……"

Ding Heng stopped as he passed a McDonald's.

"Wait a minute."

He walked into the store and a few minutes later brought out three strawberry sundaes.

He handed one to Wenjing, one to Wenshu, and kept one for himself.

Pema looked at the ice cream and unconsciously swallowed her saliva.

"Brother..."

She leaned closer, gazing longingly at the sundae in Ding Heng's hand: "I want to eat it too."

"you?"

Ding Heng scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and put it in his mouth, savoring it slowly.

"You're doing all the work now, so if you want ice cream, you have to pay for it yourself. What kind of employee asks the boss for things?"

"Can't I just deduct it from my salary?"

Bai Ma got anxious and raised her voice again.

"No."

Ding Heng refused decisively.

Baima's anger flared up.

She didn't know where she got the courage, but she leaned over and took a big bite of the ice cream in Ding Heng's hand.

The cool sensation melts between the lips and teeth, and the sweetness is cloying.

Baima mumbled indistinctly, "It has to be done, you can deduct it from my salary!"

Ding Heng paused for a second, looking at the bitten sundae in his hand, then at Bai Ma's stubborn little face.

The little girl's puffed-up face is so cute.

Ding Heng couldn't hold back any longer; the corners of his mouth curved slightly as he reached out and gently wiped away the ice cream residue from Bai Ma's lips with his thumb.

The moment the man's rough, large hand touched her smooth skin, Bai Ma's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Alright, the boss is in a good mood today."

Ding Heng handed over the bitten sundae in his hand: "Please have one!"

He really couldn't bring himself to be ruthless towards Baima, and the little girl seemed to have figured that out perfectly.

Baima took the sundae, stared blankly for two seconds, then scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth.

sweet.

It's even sweeter than the bite she just sneaked!

The group continued walking and came to a girls' clothing store.

Several sweet-style autumn outfits were hanging in the shop window, with pink and white color scheme and lace trim, so cute that it was hard to look away.

Wen Shu stood in front of the shop window, glancing at it a few more times, but didn't say anything.

Baima, on the other hand, was direct, pressing her entire body against the glass, her eyes shining.

"Wow, how long has this store been open? It looks so nice!"

She turned around and grabbed Wen Shu's forearm: "Xiao Shu, let's try this!"

Wen Shu subconsciously looked at Wen Jing.

Wenjing turned to look at Ding Heng.

Ding Heng received the signal and gestured to Bai Ma with his chin: "Okay, you accompany Wen Shu to pick out a few more sets, and I'll pay for them together."

"Really?"

Pema's eyes shone even brighter.

Why would I lie to you?

"Then I want to wear matching outfits with Xiaoshu!"

Baima excitedly grabbed Wenshu and ran into the store.

The two little girls wandered around in front of the clothes rack, sometimes picking up one piece to try it on, sometimes picking up another to discuss the color.

The sales assistant followed behind, all smiles.

"Xiaoshu, try this on!"

In the shop, Baima picked up a light blue dress and held it up against Wenshu.

"You'd definitely look good in this!"

"Isn't it too short..."

Wen Shu glanced at the hem of her skirt, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Not too short, not too short, this is the trend right now, it's so pretty!"

Baima had already stuffed the clothes into Wenshu's hands and was pushing her toward the fitting room: "Go try them on quickly, I'll change with you!"

A few minutes later, the fitting room door opened.

Wenjing stood at the door, carefully observing her younger sister, when she suddenly heard Ding Heng speak softly.

"Quiet".

"Ok?"

"Don't you think Xiaoshu has become much prettier?"

Wen Shu stood in front of the mirror, her long hair flowing freely, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed and bright.

Her facial features are almost the same as they were six months ago, but her overall temperament is completely different.

As her skin became fairer, she became more relaxed and radiated a youthful glow.

"It seems so..."

Suddenly, Wenjing recalled her high school days.

Most of the time she looked drab, with thick bangs covering her forehead, always wearing loose sportswear, and huddled in a corner of the classroom.

She had good grades, but she had a very low profile. The only time she received attention was when boys whispered behind her back about her exaggerated figure.

When did she start to change?

The summer vacation after the second year of high school is over, and the final year of high school begins...

Wenjing couldn't help but worry, "Xiaoshu is a senior in high school now. If she becomes pretty and learns how to dress up, what if..."

"What if they start dating too early?"

Ding Heng chimed in, teasingly saying, "You, as the older sister, didn't even get to enjoy your youth, yet you won't let your younger sister enjoy it for a year?"

Wenjing was speechless, and turned her head to glare angrily at Ding Heng.

But she couldn't refute it.

Ding Heng is right.

Her adolescence was a gray and gloomy period, except for a bright spot at the end.

I wonder if my sister will have the same good luck...

Chapter 217: Yan hope Steps on Back

After spending most of the day shopping, the four of them had a quick lunch nearby.

After finishing the meal, Wenjing asked.

"Bai Ma, where are you planning to go later?"

"Let's go to the hospital and see Sister Huang Yue."

Do you want me to give you a ride?

"No need, I'll take the subway myself."

Bai Ma wiped her mouth, casually opened her phone, and received the salary sent by Ding Heng—two hundred and twenty yuan.

She waved to Wen Shu, gave Wen Jing a sweet smile, turned around and skipped out of the restaurant, even forgetting to ask Ding Heng to reimburse her for the milk tea.

Ding Heng watched Bai Ma's figure disappear into the elevator, too lazy to remind her.

He turned to Wenjing: "Let's go back too."