"Sister, give me a hug."
The little brat's appearance and expression were too deceiving. Curly hair, a big head, chubby limbs like lotus roots, a pair of unrealistically beautiful big eyes, and a pinkish face - he was as cute as could be, simply irresistible to women.
Before Fatty could stop him, the little brat had already successfully thrown himself into Ann Lei's arms, his face blushing as he nuzzled against her chest.
Unfortunately, this little pervert didn't get his way. Ann Lei unexpectedly lifted him away from her chest, staring at him with a half-smile and said, "You're the little kid, right?" While speaking, her clear eyes inadvertently glanced at Fatty.
Fatty and the little kid were thunderstruck. The big and the small exchanged glances, not understanding how Ann Lei knew.
The little kid was certainly frustrated to be easily seen through, while Fatty was shocked that Ann Lei had said Pipi's name so casually.
