Meng Qianqian picked up the little one, and naturally, she also retrieved the small flower.
Because Bao Shu's hair was too short to tie into little pigtails, Meng Qianqian pinned the flower onto her tiger-head hat.
Bao Shu hurriedly pointed at the copper mirror.
Meng Qianqian chuckled and carried her over to look in the mirror.
Bao Shu stared at the little beauty in the copper mirror with her big, dark eyes, utterly captivated by her own charm!
Meng Qianqian saw the little one's dazed look, enchanted by her own beauty, and couldn't help but pinch her chubby cheeks with a smile.
"How does your father have a daughter as cute as you?"
"Lady Lu."
The nursemaid arrived, carrying Bao Shu's dinner.
When Bao Shu saw that the bowl didn't contain milk, she immediately turned her tiny head away and didn't spare it a glance!
The nursemaid looked troubled. The young lady was growing up and couldn't only drink milk anymore; she had to start eating proper meals.
