"So cute."
Ji Ziling looked at Mu Xiao's puffed-cheeked face, reaching out to pinch it.
Who would have thought that Mu Xiao's expression would suddenly turn cold, and with one hand he slapped Ji Ziling's hand, causing her to wince from the sting, "Don't touch me."
Ji Ziling froze for a moment, reflexively touching the sore spot on the back of her hand, clearly not expecting that a three-year-old child could be so strong and guarded.
Nanny Liu smiled awkwardly at the side, "Miss Ji, I'm really sorry, our young master has a bit of a temper."
Ji Ziling's fair hand turned red, and she smiled, "It's okay."
Then, she took out the gift she had bought for Mu Xiao and handed it to him, "This is for you."
It was a combination set, a remote-controlled airplane and a racing car, very exquisite and cool.
Mu Xiao glanced at the gift, then at Ji Ziling's reddened hand, and did not reach out to take it; he stood there with his hands clenched.
