Then, upon seeing Ting Luo, Xiao Xue immediately dashed over to the front of Ting Luo, tilted her little head up, and asked, "Eh? Who's this pretty sister? Pretty sister, my name is Xiao Xue, nice to meet you."
Ting Luo, seeing such an adorable little girl like Xiao Xue, was instantly charmed. She crouched down, stretched out her hand, curiously looked at Xiao Xue, and carefully wanted to poke Xiao Xue's face, worried that she might hurt her again, she softly asked, "My name is Ting Luo, can I poke your face? It looks so soft!"
Xiao Xue pouted and said, "Well, you can, but sister Ting Luo, I'm not a dumpling!"
Ting Luo gently poked Xiao Xue's chubby cheek, creating a small dent, her eyes lighting up: "It's really so soft! What's a dumpling?"
Xiao Xue widened her eyes and asked, "You don't know what a dumpling is?"
Ting Luo shook her head in confusion.
