Yan Luoxi watched the soft smile on Yanling's face, and a trace of gratification appeared on her own face. For the past few days, she had been paying close attention to Xiaoling's mood, fearing that he would feel neglected for having a sister.
Besides taking care of Little Xiangxiang, she was also very concerned about his psychological state. Fortunately, Xiaoling accepted the situation faster than she had imagined.
Yan Luoxi said with a smile, "Xiaoling, help your sister put on her socks."
Yanling lay on the side of the bed, trying to put the socks on his sister's chubby little pink feet. He had long learned to take care of himself, as he now wore his own clothes and pants, but this was the first time he was dressing a baby, and he was not very skilled at it.
Moreover, the little one's feet were constantly kicking back and forth, quickly escaping his control. After finally putting on the socks, he was exhausted and sweating profusely, "Mommy, sister is naughty."
