"Sister, sister..."
The Little Prince rushed forward with single-minded determination, wanting to throw himself into his sister's arms, his footsteps quickened.
As he approached, his legs weakened and he fell forward, tumbling directly into Su Qingluo's embrace.
"Xuan'er, you did it. You can walk on your own now."
Su Qingluo didn't wait for the Little Prince to pout. She held him and spun around several times on the spot, cheering loudly with happiness.
"Sister, I'm dizzy."
Feeling dizzy from the spinning, the Little Prince indeed forgot his grievance, clinging tightly to her neck, acting cute and whiny.
"Giggle, giggle, giggle..."
Su Qingluo held the soft and adorable little body, spinning around a few more times. The joyful laughter echoed in the courtyard, lingering for a long time.
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