Chapter 45

At the Seaside. On the soft and loose sand, there were many large and small footprints, and occasionally a naughty crab swagger over, painted a few thin marks. "Mom, uncle Zion, look, it's a crab, a crab!" There was a sound of cheering on the beach, and the childish voice of the child was full of joy and excitement that could not be hidden. Jaycee looked softly at the exciting Arnie playing on the beach, holding Simple in her hand. Simple wasn't a very steady walker, but he looked at his brother with the same excitement and tried to break free from his mother's hand several times. "Simple, do you want to play over there?" beside him, Zion saw Simple's eager expression and crouched down, smiling softly and asked. Simple understood the phrase, and his head was spinning nonstop. "Well, then, uncle Grayson is going to take you to play!" Zion took over Simple in his arms and let him ride on his shoulders, and suddenly ran forward. In the wind, Jaycee's eyes gently looked to the front at the