Grandpa Liu winked and grinned conspiratorially at Hua Jinyan, his laughter sly and cunning, "We two will definitely keep in touch often!"
Hua Jinyan: "..."
Dealing with one playful old man was headache enough, let alone two of them teaming up and making things even harder!
Grandma Liu had already done Little Taotie's hair.
On either side of Little Taotie's temples were two twist braids tied back, unlike the individual tiny twist braids of a messy look, these two were as thick as thumbs, not too bulky to appear unsophisticated, and complemented by the soft fuzzy hair on her forehead, they added a sense of mischief and vivacity.
Little Taotie admired herself in the mirror, visibly pleased, turning from left to right, her high ponytail swinging with her movements, with peach blossoms sprinkled erratically on the hair tie, resembling tender blossoms on the branches.
"So beautiful, Little Taotie is the prettiest little girl!" Grandma Liu generously lavished her with praise.