Xixi stared: "What doll? My doll is the best looking!"
Zi'an didn't know how this turned into a competition about whose doll looked better. He cluelessly leaned toward Zhan Lin and whispered, "This Xixi is so fierce."
Not only fierce but direct.
Guan Yu, who pretty much listened to the whole thing, internally complained, how is this kid so straightforward at such a young age? Not at all like her mom.
They walked into a row of beautiful garden brick houses. Cheng Zhirang placed the luggage into the right wing room, taking out things one by one that might be needed and putting them in place.
Then he called Xixi, who was outside looking at the flowers.
"Xixi, come in for a moment."
Xixi immediately left her little friends and entered the room, running towards Cheng Zhirang with her little legs, and threw herself onto his legs.
"Daddy~"
"We'll stay here tonight. Do you want to help Dad set up?"
