Xiao Moli stepped forward, reached out, and rolled up her sleeve, pulling it up a little higher.
An Ziqi saw those slender hands, bit her lip, and after he rolled up her sleeve, she moved aside, away from him.
Xiao Moli wanted to reach out and hold her, but he had a hard time finding her, afraid of making her angry, so he stood still, silently accompanying her.
An Ziqi stood there, pursed her lips without speaking, and focused on washing the dishes.
Before she finished washing, she heard someone calling outside.
"Ziqi, Ziqi, are you home?"
An Ziqi quickly washed her hands, then wiped them with a towel and went out the door.
"Hey, Aunt Li, I'm here."
A woman about forty years old walked in from outside with a cheerful smile.
Seeing Xiao Yining and Xiao Qian'ai squatting in the middle of the yard playing with chicks and a little bunny, she smiled and took out a handful of colorful fruit candies from her pocket, handing them to the little ones.
"Be good."
