Rainy felt wronged as she gave Xia Ruoxin a look. She had learned to read other people's expression, and so when she saw the persistence in her mother's eyes, she relented and stretched her feet out—two soft feet which were smaller than Xia Ruoxin's palm. She pulled one of the feet and started washing.
"Mommy, itchy." Ruoxin kept wriggling her foot and even splashed some water onto Xia Ruoxin's clothes. However, she smiled instead. Only with her daughter could she be so relaxed.
On the bed, Rainy played with her doll after she tucked both her feet under the blanket. "Mommy." She looked back, calling for her mother who was right behind her. Compared to the doll in her arms, Rainy's eyelashes were longer, and she was more adorable.
"What is it?" Xia Ruoxin touched her daughter's hair, carefully tidying it. Her locks were featherweight, worried that she would pull off the already-limited hair.
