Chapter 452

Jessica swallowed and put the cake on the lawn. She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and said to Mo Feitong, who was closest to her, "Can you accompany Winson to fly the toy plane for a while?"

Mo Feitong froze and pointed at his own nose.

Me?

He turned his head to look at the people who were either standing or sitting in front of him. What did the little mute want to do?

But looking at Jessica's determined little face, he bent his fingers and scratched his nose.

All right.

Mo Feitong bent down, hold Winson with one hand, and stuffed the remote control into Winson's small hand. Then he grabbed the plane model on the ground and said, "Little guy, let's go to play the plane, shall we?"

Without waiting for Winson's consent, he carried him away.

The garden of the Fergusons was big enough. Mo Feitong didn't stop until he had walked a long distance. When he looked back at Jessica, he saw her walking towards Blake.

Jessica's face was grim as she walked towards Blake with a s