Xiao Wen was the youngest among the international students living here, carefree in nature and fond of mooching meals from her and Leng Jing. They were quite familiar with each other normally.
Xiao Nian asked Xiaoqiao to put him down, excitedly running to pet those big dairy cows.
Standing by the side, Xiaoqiao helplessly explained, "A lost child I just met on the roadside, probably because I look a bit like his mommy, so he mistook me."
Xiao Wen hugged her arm excitedly and shook it, "So you just picked him up? Please, you shouldn't be so good at picking things up, okay? This kid is just too cute!"
"Really?"
Xiao Wen knew she couldn't see and hurriedly described, "Yes, yes! Dressed in a Doraemon onesie, his cheeks are as tender as a freshly peeled egg, his eyes like black grapes, damn it! His genes are too good!"
"Uh..." Xiaoqiao chuckled dryly, what should she say?
Should she modestly say she just picked him up casually?
