Xixi's appearance swept away Qin Hao's inner gloom.
He walked over, skillfully touched the Little Angel's forehead, "Xixi, this is Sister Chun Jiao."
Xixi wasn't a shy girl, she boldly smiled at Yan Chunjiao, "Hello, Sister Chun Jiao."
"Hello."
Yan Chunjiao's aura didn't change, still as serious as ever.
"Sister Chun Jiao, why aren't you smiling? Do you not like Xixi?"
Xixi's little face looked aggrieved.
"No..."
Yan Chunjiao was a bit uncomfortable, but seeing the adorable little girl like this, she felt very compassionate.
She said nervously, "No, it's just... actually I really like Xixi."
This scene surprised Qin Hao greatly: Chun Jiao's steady aura was broken? Could her nemesis be Xixi?
"Xixi, go play with Sister Chun Jiao..."
With a quick thought, Qin Hao touched Xixi's little head and said.
"Okay."
Xixi happily ran over, took Yan Chunjiao's hand and said, "Sister Chun Jiao, I'm almost seven years old, how old are you this year?"
