If anyone else said this, they'd definitely be asking for a beating, but Little Sanqi was indeed a cute and pretty little girl. Her rosy cheeks seemed to be infused with sunshine, eliciting a laugh while you just couldn't help but feel tender towards her.
"Hehe..."
"Haha..."
The room was no longer filled with suppressed laughter, and the atmosphere reached a climax.
Especially Shuang Niuniu, who was sitting behind the little girl. She laughed so hard she couldn't straighten her back, scooped up the little girl into her arms, and vigorously tapped her forehead, scolding gently, "You little thing, your vanity rivals your mother's back in the day..."
"Godmother, you're just jealous..." Little Sanqi retorted.
"Oh, how so?"
"Because you don't have a daughter."
"Hehe... Who says I'm jealous because I don't have a daughter? I have a son!"
"Your son isn't as cute as me. Otherwise, you and godfather could have a daughter as well-behaved as me."
A daughter as well-behaved as her?!