Little Fifth was smiling at him.
Ou Luoxi looked at the small smile on Little Fifth's face and was a little stumped for a brief moment. This child resembled Xia Xiaofu very much, and even her smile was just like hers. She had a very pure and sweet smile as her eyes were curved up, and every time she smiled, it could soften anyone's heart .
Ou Luoxi felt as if a feather brushed across his heart and made many ripples appear.
It was not something that he could control. He stealthily stretched his right hand out and went to touch Little Fifth's small, smooth, powdery face.
But he had yet to touch her when Little Fifth gurgled out in laughter, "Hehe!" She stretched her small cute right hand and firmly held Ou Luoxi's index finger.
Little Fifth started to babble again. She was happy and could not stop making noises on the bed.
