A tiny creature, hardly bigger than a palm, was lying on a soft cushion in a basket, its newborn eyes yet to open, its nose occasionally twitching. Perhaps unaccustomed to the sudden light, its body shrank slightly.
Of course, she liked it! In her previous life, Gu Shengyin adored such fluffy things; she nearly couldn't resist reaching out to touch it.
But recalling Veronica's character, she struggled to suppress the urge, instead, her gaze involuntarily fixated on the little one in the basket.
Little did she know, to the Second Prince, her appearance was much cuter than the kitten in the basket.
The stunningly beautiful girl clearly adored the kitten to death, her eyes practically glued to it, yet she kept a stern face, pretending to be serious and indifferent. Such a child, the Second Prince felt a tickle in his index finger.
How he wanted to pinch her face.
