"Go, go, go, what are you crowding here for!" Zhao Li sneered with a bad temper.
When she turned her head to speak with Jiaojiao, she resumed her usual gentle indulgence: "Jiaojiao, eat more, your godmother has been simmering this all morning, it's very nourishing."
"Okay." Jiaojiao's little face was so red it looked like it could drip blood.
Actually, besides the discomfort during her period, her body has developed very well; especially since she's been nourished with milk for so many years, she's much fairer and more developed than most people. As for her height, she's just shorter among this group of people who are several years older, but among her peers, she's quite tall.
However, she's always aimed to be a fair, wealthy beauty when she grows up, so naturally, she can't lose in figure either.
Thinking of this, Jiaojiao's face suddenly turned a few shades paler, and a hint of pain flashed in her lowered eyes, but she quickly returned to normal without letting anyone notice.
