A moment later, a little bundle in a purple brocade robe came running around the corner of the corridor.
"Auntie, Auntie."
His little red face, eyes glimmering with a bright light, looked particularly spirited. With delicate skin and tender features, the little bundle had short arms and legs, and as he ran, his steps were unsteady, yet he tried his best to stumble towards his aunt.
"Hug, Auntie, hug."
Xiao Ah Che's tiny, fair, and soft face, with big twinkling eyes, was indescribably cute.
Ye Zhi quickly stepped forward and picked him up, planting a "mwah" on his cheek.
The two-year-old bundle seemed a bit ticklish, giggling nonstop, squirming around in his aunt's arms.
The little girl, seeing this, kissed his little face a couple more times.
The little bundle laughed even more happily, pretending to push away with his tiny hands.
The big one and the small one were having endless fun.
