Su Chaoyang saw that her petite nostrils were puffing out bubbles of mucus, her long, dense eyelashes also stuck together because of tears. She looked helpless and pitiful, yet kind of adorable, eliciting a soft sigh from him, "Why can't you be calm..."
Despite the complaint, his tone was incredibly indulgent.
Then, Su Chaoyang sat her on his half-crouched legs, grabbed a tissue from the coffee table, and covered her nose with it, gently ordering, "Blow hard!"
Just like an innocent little girl, she blew her nose hard in the man's hand.
The man's handsome face was gentle and extremely charming. Seeing her being so obedient, he threw away the used tissue, took another one to wipe her nose, and then carried her upstairs.
All the elders were sitting in the side hall drinking tea and obviously saw everything. Once the two kids went upstairs, they began a low whisper of discussion.
