บท 159: Seeking Trouble (2)

Thankfully, Yan Xiaoran was not fussy about things like the snots of a child, or else, she would have screeched loudly like a spoiled rich young lady who never cried a river and tasted their snot when they were little.

Although the blouse that Fang Shaoteng bought was quite pretty and undoubtedly expensive, she didn't find it hard to part with it nor dirty it for as long as it was her child.

Taking a few tissue paper in her hand, Yan Xiaoran leaned against her chair as she wiped the snot that created shimmering strings like a spider's web. She also wiped the tears that trickled down the little girl's supple cheeks and dripping nose.

"Xiaozi… Maybe, you should warn mommy the next time you want to use me as a tissue paper substitute." Yan Xiaoran tapped her tiny button nose and laughed when she saw how the little girl looked back at her confusedly.