The girl's face was adorably drowsy.
Her misty eyes seemed to hold all the stars of the Milky Way, drawing people into them.
Bao Gucheng's Adam's apple rolled fiercely!
His deep voice was slightly hoarse as he asked, "How do you want to... smell?"
Like before, leaning on his neck or chest, using her cute little nose to rub, sniffing around, would she?
Even though being "trifled with" like this by a little girl felt awkward, Bao Gucheng thought, the little girl seemed to be very sensitive to scents, and she might even faint without the air she liked.
So, to save a life, he could endure it for a while.
However.
Bao Gucheng ultimately underestimated the little ancestor's determination.
Zuzi's delicate brows furrowed slightly, as if trying hard to recall something, muttering unclearly, "Hmm, French... most comfortable..."
The next second.
Her swan-like neck rose slightly, arms wrapped around his shoulders, tilted her chin up, and without warning, captured the man's lips!
