Jiaojiao hadn't seen Little Potato for a week, and she missed him dearly. Seeing his pitiful look, she couldn't bear it and bent down to pick him up.
Little Potato immediately took the opportunity to clasp her neck, planting two kisses on her face, rubbing his little head affectionately against her cheek, sweetly saying, "Sister, I miss sister."
Not satisfied with just that, he held her face with his chubby hands and eagerly asked, "Sister, do you miss Little Potato?"
"Of course sister misses Little Potato," Jiaojiao's heart melted under his gaze and she leaned in to give the little guy a kiss on the cheek.
The child's skin was not only smooth but also incredibly tender, bouncy and addictive to kiss. Jiaojiao couldn't resist planting several more kisses, making the little guy giggle non-stop, full of happiness, while sneakily glancing at Duan Xi standing nearby.
