"No, it's not." Sisi blinked her upwards-curled eyelashes, looking as cute as a doll, "Brother Aze made this braid for me."
"Wow, Brother Aze is so talented?"
"Yes. Brother Aze said he'd do it for me for a lifetime."
Qiaoqiao cast a side glance at Aze and the doll-like Sisi. They seemed to resemble a couple.
If they grew up, Aze could be her son-in-law, and Sisi would certainly be very fortunate.
Alas, it struck her that by the time Aze and Sisi grew up, she and Amo would be old.
"Aunt Qiao, breakfast is ready." Aze politely addressed her, seeing her nod, he led Sisi by the hand to the dining room.
Afterwards, Qiaoqiao and Amo discussed.
They didn't need to make Aze change the way he addressed them.
Calling them aunt and uncle was good too, so Amo and Sisi wouldn't have a brother-sister relationship.
Who knows, Sisi and Aze might truly become childhood sweethearts in the future.
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After breakfast, Amo drove.
He took the four of them to the hospital.
