Looking at the little daughter running towards her, wearing a pink princess dress, her chubby cheeks rosy as a porcelain doll.
She's like a tempting little bun, making one want to take a bite.
The sweet smile makes one's heart melt; no wonder Lu Hualiang wants to hold her every day and never let go.
Xia Weibao's heart melted completely, and she quickly crouched down, opening her arms to embrace her.
The four-year-old, soft and cuddly, crashed into her arms and made her heart melt.
Such a soft and adorable creature, how can one not feel affection deep down?
Then looking at the other two sitting on the sofa, small children whose appearances have developed, refined and cute, with chubby faces and eyes like black grapes full of innocence.
However, those pairs of eyes like black grapes were filled with grievance.
Xia Weibao held Xiao Bao and kissed her, and as she stood up, she met those two pairs of aggrieved eyes.
