Chapter 0848: Storm 4

Thank goodness that due to the limitations of the era, I never took out the makeup products from my space; otherwise, wouldn't the little girl be stealing my lipstick every day to put on her own lips?

Feng Qingxue looked down to see the little girl, who didn't forget to put on her own leather shoes even as she climbed into the chair.

Tiny feet, oversized leather shoes—it all looked comically mismatched no matter how you saw it.

Picking out some children's cream squeezed into a Snowflake Cream jar, Feng Qingxue cupped her hands over the girl's face and then spread the cream evenly.

"You have your own Snowflake Cream, you're not allowed to steal Mommy's."

"Mommy's smells good!" After having her face smeared, Fubao pouted, seemingly quite upset.

"Who says Mommy's smells good? Fubao's smells good, you sniff."