Fu Shiyi took over Tiantian carefully and did not dare to move his hands too much, fearing that he would drop the child.
After a long while, he smiled excitedly.
"Oh my gosh, why is she so soft? Her hands are so soft and so are her feet. She is so cute."
…
Soon, Fu Shiyi and Tiantian got to know each other better. The little girl kept laughing at his antics, making Fu Shiyi very excited.
However, no matter how Fu Shiqin teased Youyou, the boy remained calm.
"Youyou, can't you just smile?"
Seeing that Fu Shiqin had used up all his skills to make Youyou laugh, Gu Weiwei reminded him sympathetically.
"Youyou is more like his father… he is more mature."
Tiantian was very lively and could not stop laughing.
However, her brother Youyou was very calm. No matter how funny he was, he was always calm and collected. He had inherited his father's temper.