Those who wanted to touch his face, pinch him, or give him a peck were all eager to try, with eyes gleaming like wolves.
It seemed as if they wished they could stuff the little bun into their bellies and give birth to him themselves!
This wolfish gaze made the little bun a bit nervous, and he hurriedly hid behind Sarah Sullivan.
Sarah Sullivan sighed internally.
As expected, people who are too good-looking have many troubles that ordinary people can't understand.
When you say it, some always think you're bragging, but actually, it's the truth.
She must tell Brightan when they get back that boys outside must protect themselves well.
...
The bus was crowded, all the seats occupied, and many passengers could only stand, including Sarah Sullivan and Brightan.
Sarah Sullivan calculated that it would take at least ten more stops to get to the amusement park, nearly an hour.
The little bun would get tired, so she pulled Brightan along, squeezing forward to the front of the bus.
