Whose child is this? (2)

Qiao Yuanfei couldn't help but reach out her hand and lightly touch his little face, but there was no reaction.

"Little brother doesn't like people touching his face, he only likes Xiao Liuliu!"

The little glutinous rice ball squeezed forward, stood on Tiptoe, and touched the crib.

Just as her hand touched the Little Guy's face, the little guy in his sleep seemed to be able to recognize it automatically. The corners of his mouth curved up, and he smiled.

"..."

This was the first time Qiao Yuanfei had seen such a situation, and she could not regain her senses for a long time.

Xiao Liuliu smiled happily with his eyebrows curved up.

He had a cheeky little face.

"Aunt Shangxin said that little brother likes me the most!"

Fan Yu slowed down a little and followed him upstairs.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Qiao Yuanfei, who was stunned by the side of the crib.

"What's Wrong?"