Bai Leyao looked a bit sad, gazing miserably at Yuran, "Yuran, does little Zhizhi hate me?"
Yuran was dumbfounded, "He was only born yesterday, he opened his eyes looking like this, and then he's been sleeping. Where do you see that Zhizhi doesn't like you?"
Bai Leyao argued her point, "Look at his little expressions, is he despising me?"
Annan and Qi Nian were very surprised and came over to watch, only to see little Zhizhi looking serious and rigid, appearing sleepy, with not a hint of contempt.
Annan patted Bai Leyao's head, "Poor kid, it's only you who can see that Zhizhi is despising you, not an easy feat."
Qi Nian imitated, "Poor kid."
Bai Leyao swatted their hands away, "Go away, don't touch me like you're petting a dog, you two are so annoying."
Little Zhizhi soon fell asleep, quietly, like a little white dumpling baby, he really was so white, at least four or five shades lighter than average babies.
