"Mommy, you've worked hard." Xibao was very considerate and even pouted to give Xing Ling a kiss on the face.
With makeup on her face, Xing Ling was afraid of contaminating that delicate little mouth, lest Ye Sihan would flay a layer of her skin!
She immediately asked Zhou Yue to fetch some clean water to wipe it off.
"Come on, pout your lips."
Xibao obeyed her mother, puckering her lips for her mother to wipe.
After cleaning up, Xibao snuggled into her mother's arms and refused to let go.
Xing Ling noticed that, by comparison, Xibao was more dependent on her mother.
It wasn't that her son wasn't dependent, but that his disposition was just a bit tougher.
"Can I... can I touch you?" Zhou Yue asked eagerly, eyeing the beautiful girl.
Xibao looked at her with a puzzled face, "Who are you?"
"I'm your mom's assistant, my name is Zhou Yue."
Xibao thought for a moment, then nodded.
