Little Xixi tilted her head, her large, shiny eyes moved twice, but she just couldn't recall what she had promised him.
"You said, it's for my eyes only—" Wen Zao reminded her seriously.
Little Xixi immediately had an epiphany, nodding vigorously like a pecking chick: "Mhm, Xixi promised—"
Then, she looked at Wen Zao with extra confusion and asked, "But, but is it not okay for Daddy and Mommy either?"
"Mommy is somewhat acceptable—but Daddy is absolutely not—" Wen Zao's tone didn't waver for even a moment, firm and decisive.
However, seeing the little one in front of him looking downcast, fluttering her eyelashes, he patiently explained; "Daddy is a man, hasn't brother taught you? Men and women should not touch each other unnecessarily."
Xixi was already three years old, and in two more years, she would go to primary school. She's so cute there will certainly be a lot of boys who like her and cling to her at school.
