"Xiaochun~"
"Xiaochun~"
Mo Jingchun, still distressed about the tuft of hair on the little one's forehead, heard the call of his granduncle Mo Changyou and quickly stood up to respond by the window.
"Hey, granduncle."
Mo Changyou, smoking a cigarette, coughed a couple of times, spitting out a thick glob of phlegm over two meters away in one breath.
"Up already, huh? It's getting late. You should get ready to head out, or we'll miss the first meal."
Mo Jingchun loudly responded, "I'm up already. I'll be right down."
Back at the bedside, Mo Jingchun looked at Candy, who was sprawled out on the bed, smiling innocently at him. Mo Jingchun thought silently to himself, "My sister's still young, so if there's a tuft of hair, let there be. It looks kind of cute anyway."
Look, the little one is smiling so happily.
Besides, as long as she wears the pink fuzzy rabbit ear hat, who would know there's a stubborn tuft of hair on her head?
