"Take a deep breath and relax your nerves."
Hualing coaxed gently, "Look into the baby's eyes; if she smiles, it means she likes you, and you'll get used to her gradually."
Mu Fan looked into the baby's eyes as instructed, and indeed, the baby was smiling, staring at him curiously with her black grape-like eyes.
Mu Fan's heart raced, and his breathing became stagnant.
"Hahaha."
The Flower Spirits saw that he did not relax but became even more nervous, and they couldn't help but laugh.
"Hehe."
Hearing the laughter of the Flower Spirits, the baby followed suit, kicking her chubby little legs and laughing even more happily.
Mu Fan's heart felt a violent tremble, and he held the baby carefully with his arms stiffening, not daring to move an inch.
"Wah wah."
Suddenly, the baby stopped smiling, pursed her lips, and burst into tears.
Mu Fan's shirt was visibly soaked in a large area.
"Hahaha."
