"This is my little brother?" Huo Yicheng looked incredulously at the little brother held by Huo Shiyan.
"Yes, this is your little brother, Huaijin." Shen Xinglan said with a gentle smile, her gaze full of affection as she looked at Huo Yicheng.
"Little brother looks better than the pictures on the phone." Huo Yicheng eagerly gazed at little Huaijin, now he also had a little brother.
"Yicheng, would you like to touch your little brother's face?" Shen Xinglan asked, noticing he wanted to touch his little brother, but was hesitant.
"Can I?" Huo Yicheng's eyes lit up instantly. Could he really touch his brother's face?
"Would it hurt the little brother? Would he dislike it?"
He was afraid of touching his brother's face and hurting him, and he was afraid his little brother wouldn't like it.
"No, you can touch him."