One second, two seconds, three seconds, Holly Sawyer stared at Leo Grant for a full three seconds.
Leo Grant kept a smile on his lips, quite curious about what the little girl might want to do next.
"Let's go, shall we go for some Sichuan cuisine, hm?"
Leo Grant gently ruffled Holly Sawyer's head; there was a hint of amusement in his voice.
These things take time; the little girl is far too innocent, especially regarding matters of affection, pure as a blank sheet of paper.
He wouldn't force the little girl to do anything she didn't like.
The little girl should be hungry now; lunchtime has already passed.
"Brother."
Walking hand in hand, Holly suddenly stopped and called out to Leo.
"Hm?"
Leo stopped, turning to look at Holly.
Holly stood on her tiptoes, gently pecked Leo's lips, then quickly withdrew, smiling with bright eyes.
"Can kissing really heal one's mood?"
Holly blinked at Leo, her face earnest in her inquiry.
