"Uncle."
Chenchen's soft, sweet voice rang out as she wandered around looking for Lian Qingyang, clutching her doll.
After much difficulty, she finally found him, only to see Lian Qingyang kissing Jin Yan. She walked over with her little short legs, looking puzzled.
Wearing cloth shoes, her steps were light, and when she got close, Chenchen stared curiously at Lian Qingyang, asking, "Uncle, why are you biting Auntie's lips? Does Auntie have something tasty in her mouth? Is it good?"
"Chenchen."
Jin Yan, her face flushing, looked at Chenchen. She had been completely led astray by Lian Qingyang just now, lost in a daze, and didn't notice that Chenchen was there too. She buried her head in Lian Qingyang's chest, screaming internally: Embarrassing, so embarrassing.
"Chenchen."
