"Uncle, you can hug Sangsang if you are feeling unhappy!"
"..." Shen Chuchen's mouth opened slightly upon hearing her naive and innocent words. He continued leaning on the wall and smiled lightly, thinking that she was so innocently cute.
"Go to bed." The man patted the little girl's back, "Aren't you going to school tomorrow?"
Shen Chuchen's voice was as sloppy as usual, looking as if he wasn't the one who felt lonely.
The little thing widened her round cat eyes and stood there stubbornly without moving, asking hesitantly again, "Are you really not going to hug Sangsang?"
Ye Sang turned her face away and looked prideful but warm with her lips pursed together, "My grandpas had to line up to hug me before."
Shen Chuchen squatted down and he wanted to laugh. He poked the little thing's dimples with his long and slim fingers, sounding hoarse, "People need to line up to hug you?"
