Uncle Is Handsome

Qiao Jiusheng smiled. "Okay."

She looked at Fang Zicheng again.

Fang Zicheng held her hand under Qiao Jiusheng's encouraging gaze.

He stared at Qiao Jiusheng's weak face and thought for a while before saying, "I like my sister, and I like you too. Nothing can happen to you guys."

Qiao Jiusheng was slightly stunned.

The next second, the smile on her face deepened. She took her hand out of the children's palms and rubbed the heads of the two babies. "I like you too. Mom and Sister will be fine!"

Fang Zicheng curled his lips slightly as if he was smiling. When Qiao Jiusheng looked again, the smile was gone.

What a reserved little fellow.