Although Wang Qianjin's heart was filled with joy and gentleness, he had never carried a child before.
However, because Wang Qianjin was really beautiful, like a fox fairy, the rumors in the South were not false. It was still surprising that this little girl had her own aesthetic standards at such a young age.
She likes handsome men?
This was the only possibility that Yun bixue could think of.
Nianzhen reached out her hands, babbling as if she really wanted Wang Qianjin to hold her.
Wang Qianjin's expression was especially gentle as he hugged Xie nianzhen gently. He didn't dare to use too much strength, afraid that he would fall and hurt the little girl.
Nianzhen wasn't shy at all. She reached out her two small hands and gently touched Wang Qianjin's face. She even blew on it as if she was taking pity on him ...
Heavens! Yun bixue's eyes widened as she thought to herself, am I seeing things?
How old was this child to blow air like this? What was she doing?
