"Grandma, even though I'm a mother now, I'm still your granddaughter, still a child in your eyes, aren't I? So, let me hold you a bit longer." Qin Xue leaned against the familiar bosom she missed, feeling a bit better. Although the scent was different from her memories, the person remained the same, which was enough for her. She transferred her longing for her grandparents onto the bodies of these ones.
"Indeed, but we should go inside, shouldn't we? It's cold outside, and I haven't seen my little great-grandchild yet." Mrs. Qin patted Qin Xue's back, chuckling.
"I forgot." Qin Xue blushed, she completely forgot that a group of people hadn't yet entered the house, and they were all blocked in here because of her.
Qin Xue stood upright, linking her arms with her grandmother's and grandfather's. This kind of intimacy left the elderly couple feeling a little stiff as very rarely someone would interact with them this warmly.
