Zhong Jiayi and Xiao Anman were already among the most good-looking, and now they were snuggling together, their sleeping faces so sweet, which gave Zhong Jiarui a little shock.
The curly-haired boy, who kept saying "no, no, I hate it," was now tightly gripping Xiao Anman's hand.
The bright morning light after the rain made the two fair and pretty little dumplings' faces glow even more.
Zhong Jiarui raised his hand and pushed the hem of the shirt that was draped over Zhong Jiayi's head aside.
His large hand swept across Zhong Jiayi's small face, and it looked like it could completely cover her face.
It's really small.
In the past, when Zhong Jiarui first met his spoiled and unruly younger brother, he only felt that he was not as steady as the other children in the Zhong family and was too noisy.
But now Zhong Jiayi was sleeping peacefully, her eyebrows and eyes, so similar to his own, looked beautiful and lovely.
For the first time, Zhong Jiarui realized that he had overlooked the fact that he was still very weak.
He always judged Zhong Jiayi from his own perspective, using the viewpoint of someone his age.
He never seemed to realize that his younger brother was just a four-year-old child.
The emotional outburst didn't linger for long, because it wasn't an emotion that Zhong Jiarui was good at handling.
However, his eagle-like sharp eyes softened slightly.
The two chubby little babies probably sensed someone watching them in their sleep, so they moved their bodies at the same time.
Xiao Anman was the first to wake up.
However, she gets a little groggy when she first wakes up.
Just like now.
Her long-absent little tuft of hair stood on end. She glanced at her right hand, which was being held tightly by Zhong Jiayi, and gently tried to pull it out, but couldn't.
Then she groggily sat up, staring at the two little paws clasped together for three seconds as if deep in thought...
Three seconds later, Xiao Anman decisively gave up his right hand, which he had lost control of.
He rubbed his eyes with his left hand instead.
Zhong Jiarui didn't say anything, but just squatted down in front of the wardrobe and watched her movements.
I thought Xiao Anman would notice my presence soon, but to my surprise, Xiao Anman started to sit there in a daze while rubbing her hands.
Her large, bright eyes, with their distinct black and white contrast, appeared vacant.
If Zhong Jiarui doesn't say anything, she might be able to sit there until Zhong Jiayi wakes up.
"An'an?"
Hmm... is he really calling himself...?
Xiao An, who had just woken up, was experiencing a delay in booting up. She slowly turned her head, and her little ahoge (cowlick) swayed.
The short-haired boy in a military green short-sleeved shirt was captivated by the adorable little dumpling.
Seriously, younger sisters and younger brothers are definitely two different kinds of creatures.
Who could resist the sight of a little dumpling waking up groggy and confused?
Anyway, Zhong Jiarui couldn't hold on.
"Brother, brother~"
After realizing that the person in front of him wasn't his father, Xiao Anman remembered that he was in Liang Jingjing's house.
The person in front of me is the long-legged brother.
She called out to Zhong Jiarui in a soft, sweet voice.
It was so sweet it touched his heart.
Because of Xiao Anman's contrast, Xiao Bawang Zhong Jiayi's presence became somewhat weaker.
He seemed to know that if he kept sleeping like this, his older brother would turn into a silly little brother.
So he woke up.
Yes, Liangjingjing woke up faster than Xiaoanman.
Specifically, when he woke up and found himself holding Xiao Anman's hand, he immediately let go of Xiao Anman's hand.
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