"Little Feng Ye." She whispered, the stone that had been weighing heavily on her heart for a long time seemed to have been moved away at this moment.
Little Feng Ye was at a loss and also a little stiff. He hadn't expected his niece would hug him in front of so many people, but he was reluctant to move away after he smelled the faint fragrance on her body and felt her warm embrace.
He stretched out his short hands and hugged her clumsily. As if to hide his nervousness, joy and confusion, the little person acted like an adult and blinked his eyes and said solemnly: "Big niece, you should call me Little Uncle."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu burst out laughing. She put her hands on his shoulders and pulled him away. Her clear eyes filled with smiles as she looked at the little person in front of her and laughed jokingly: "You're still so young and you want me to call you Little Uncle, then what happens when you grow up?"
