"Grandpa Michelle... what are you doing here?" Little Xixi held a maid's hand with one hand and hugged a chocolate with the other.
When Michelle saw Little Xixi, he hurriedly extinguished the cigarette in his hand. Little Xixi has allergies and absolutely cannot be exposed to smoke.
"Xixi, why aren't you home this late?" Michelle squatted down, and his previously gloomy face instantly turned warm and friendly.
"Well, Auntie Anna brought me out to buy snacks." Little Xixi pointed to the maid next to him and then said, "Grandpa Michelle, are you leaving?"
"Yes, Grandpa is leaving. Oh, right, Xixi, wait a minute, Grandpa has something to give you." Michelle quickly opened the trunk and took out a soft furry toy from inside.
Upon seeing it, Little Xixi's big watery eyes immediately lit up; "Wow, it's a new kitty cat, so pretty! Grandpa, Grandpa, is this cat really for Xixi?"
