I'm Giving You A Flower As A Token of My Feelings

The wheelchair was pushed to the stall. Qiao Xiuli said to A'Zhong calmly, "Go buy one."

"No, buy two! One each for Brother and I."

Qiao Xiuli smiled and nodded. "We'll buy two then."

Since Nuo'er was so young, any requests she made could be satisfied.

The sugar cake seller was an old uncle. He saw Gu Nuo'er sitting obediently on the youth's lap.

Her big watery eyes were lively as if they could speak.

Her beautiful eyes looked seriously at the speed at which the syrup in the pot was boiling.

Her pink lips, which were like petals, pursed from time to time, as if she couldn't wait to eat something sweet.

The uncle smiled kindly and said, "Little girl, you're really good-looking. You look just like a doll."

Gu Nuo'er looked up and smiled.

She said candidly, "Thank you, Uncle. Everyone in our family is good-looking! This is my older brother. He's even prettier!"

Qiao Xiuli lowered his eyes and coughed lightly.