'Ah, forget it. The girl's parents had already gone out. One more little kiss should be fine, right?'
But just then, she felt a gentle tug on the hem of her skirt.
She looked down—
A little girl in a floral dress with her hair in two little pigtails was standing in front of her. With an innocent look, she said, "Big sister, you can't do that! Mommy says only daddies and mommies can touch a girl's lips. Brother Fei is a boy, so he can't kiss you!"
A simple kiss, and she had been walked in on twice.
Song Qingya immediately pushed Fei Jin away, not knowing what to do with her hands.
'I wish I could find a hole to crawl into.'
Fei Jin had met Luo Weiwei twice before.
He sighed, crouched down, and gently patted the girl's head.
"Weiwei, have you forgotten? You're supposed to call me Uncle Fei, not Brother Fei."
His tone was gentle and patient.
