Little Ni Ni looked confusedly at the cat, then at the man, and a few seconds later, her big eyes swiftly filled with sparkling tears, "Uncle, so... are you going to take Little Miao away from me?"
She was crying again?
Last time in the back garden, he had accidentally stepped on her flowers, and she cried. Now he wanted to take his cat back, and she was crying again, just like she was made of water.
Women made of water, he knew one indeed. His cold eyes glanced again at Nini's little face. Why was it that upon closer inspection, he could see the shadow of that woman in this little girl's face?
Nini really resembled Li Qianrui, especially the princess-like demeanor she carried.
Zhou Jin unconsciously furrowed his brows. Was it because he missed that woman too much?
As Little Ni Ni cried and rubbed her eyes with her tiny fists, the tears fell like shattered crystals. "Uncle, can you give Little Miao back to me? Little Miao is mine, wu wu."
