Feng Liyan pinched the little fellow's soft, chubby cheeks, looked closely at him, and noticed the little one's eyes. He immediately laughed and said, "The eyes are inherited from our family, well, it's better than not having them at all."
The little fellow didn't recognize this unfamiliar uncle who kept talking, and after glancing at Feng Liyan a few times, he turned back to Wen Xiao'ai.
Hearing Feng Liyan's words, the little fellow looked back at Feng Liyan, stared at his eyes, and noticed that Feng Liyan's eyes were special, somewhat like his own, as they were both gray.
It's just that Feng Liyan's pupils were entirely gray, whereas his had only a ring of gray lining.
Seeing the little fellow staring at him intently, Feng Liyan smiled and asked him, "What are you looking at?"
Seeing that the little fellow didn't respond, Feng Liyan said, "I'm your uncle Feng." He gently lifted the little guy's chin, smiled, and said, "Call out to me."
