Wan Jia made Little Jia sit and passed the small bundle into her arms, supporting her a little so she wouldn't be too heavy.
Little Jia was so happy that she just couldn't stop laughing. Her sister was so cute and smelt so nice. She was prettier than her prettiest doll.
She held the little baby against her lap and stuck out her finger to poke her. How soft.
Happily, she started singing to her some of the songs her mother would sing to her to make her happy.
The little thing blinked.
Wan Jia's heart filled with warmth. What a cute pair of sisters.
But... she looked at Lu Xian Li's face and observed it carefully.
"Wait, what..." Wan Jia took back the tiny Lu Xianli worriedly. "What's this red spot?"
Wan Jia put her into the girlishly decorated cradle carefully and checked the spot she had seen on the chin.
Checking carefully, there was one more on her neck. It looked familiar...
