In town, the hotel.
Ji Zhangzhuo returned to his room and saw his little junior sister sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a small mirror in one hand while rubbing her little cheeks with the other.
Her fair cheeks tinged with red were being stretched and pushed, causing her soft flesh to wiggle. Not a hint of happiness could be seen on her face, and her little brows were furrowed.
"What's going on?"
It was the first time Ji Zhangzhuo saw her worrying about her own face.
Usually, his little junior sister was cheerful while rubbing her face.
"Second senior brother," Tuanzi put down the mirror, feeling a bit frustrated, "Is Miaomiao's face scary?"
Ji Zhangzhuo sat down at the edge of the bed, amused, and poked her forehead lightly, "Not scary, very cute, round and chubby."
In another month, Tuanzi would be five and a half years old; the baby fat still remained, making her little face appear round and plump, and her cheeks soft, leaving a dent with just a poke.
