Zhi'er sprinted to the study with familiarity.
"Uncle Li Zi!" she called softly and sweetly.
Prince Qing had already learned of the little one's arrival at the residence.
So, the moment Bai Zhi'er stepped into the study, he was already sitting in the chair with a book, wearing a mask.
"Zhi'er." Prince Qing smiled, "I'm sorry. I couldn't buy you snacks today because..."
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Zhi'er had already noticed the slight swelling on his cheek that the mask couldn't hide.
The little girl was surprised, "Uncle Li Zi, did you catch fire too?"
Prince Qing nodded helplessly, "Yes, it seems you're like me, so we truly share the same plight."
Bai Zhi'er sat beside him.
The little girl said softly, "From now on, we can't eat so many sweets."
Prince Qing nodded in agreement.
Then, the uncle and niece simultaneously made a "hiss hiss" sound.
Bai Zhi'er paused and then smiled sweetly, "But, this time I brought you different sweets."
