"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao." Before Huo Chengxiao even walked through the door, Zhengzheng was already rushing towards him.
"Slow down." Huo Chengxiao caught her, "Why are you running so fast?"
"Brother Xiao, we haven't seen each other for over ten days. I was at my grandpa's place. Did you miss me?" Zhengzheng held onto Huo Chengxiao's hand, her emerald green eyes sparkling, "I missed you a lot."
"Don't say such things, you're a girl, I'm a boy. There's a difference between boys and girls, you know?" Huo Chengxiao's ears turned red, "You're a girl, you should be more reserved."
Zhengzheng couldn't understand, "What does reserved mean?"
"Anyway, just don't say those things." Huo Chengxiao said, embarrassed and annoyed.
"But I do miss you! I miss Aunt Zhilia and Little Crystal too. Why can't I say it?" In Qin Jiayi's perspective as a child, liking and missing people should be expressed directly.
This is greatly influenced by her mother.
