How Can I Blame Her?

"Papa, we brought some ice for you."

Two voices reverberated as Little Qiqi and Little Jia skipped towards Ye Qian.

Though the ice bag was n Little Qiqi's hands, Little Jia's hands were wet.

Ye Qian felt touched as he made the two little girls sit by his side after picking them up.

"Was it cold?"

Ye Qian rubbed Little Jia's tiny palm while making it a little warm.

The little girl's hand was so cold that one didn't need to know that she had to remove the ice gel from the ice track carefully since it was way too far off from her height.

So she needs to hold it for a couple of moments.

"No Papa it was not so cold."

Little Jia smiled gently.

"No Papa it was very cold; Big Sister is lying."

"Hmm."

Saying that Little Qiqi handed the gel to Ye Qian.

"See how cold it is. Big Sister needed to remove it as it was stuck to the wall of the ice rack."

Little Qiqi exclaimed.