Pei Jing lowered his head again and continued to look at the little girl.
After staring for a while, Pei Jing looked up at Jiang Ran, "Mom, can I touch the little sister's face?"
Jiang Ran looked at Shen Yueyue, "You have to ask your aunt!"
Shen Yueyue nodded immediately, "Of course you can."
Although Pei Jing was young, he still knew how to be careful.
Even though he was eager to touch the little girl, he was gentle when he did, not using much strength.
Pei Jing's fingers were white and tender, not too long.
He extended an index finger and lightly touched the little girl's chubby cheek.
The movement was gentle, and after a touch, he quickly withdrew it.
It seemed as though he was afraid of waking her up.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Ran and Shen Yueyue both laughed.
Pei Jing looked up again at Jiang Ran, "Mom, the baby's face is warm, smooth, and soft."
