Shen Ningning asked again with concern, "Godfather, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"Hm?" Xie Suzhi chuckled to himself. 'What a clever and mischievous little one!'
But on the surface, he still smiled calmly. "Godfather isn't unwell. It's probably just too cold outside."
Shen Ningning immediately grabbed both of his hands, her little ones rubbing his large ones to warm them up.
She even blew a couple of warm breaths on them. "I'll warm you up, Godfather."
Xie Mingxu laughed from the side. "I just noticed. Ningning's little chubby hands are even warmer than a stove."
Shen Ningning shook her head smugly. "I'm not afraid of the cold in winter. When the time comes, I'll be a little hand warmer for Brother and Godfather!"
Xie Suzhi chuckled, thoroughly amused. Just a moment ago, Xie Yuanjiu's insults had been like a dark cloud hanging over his heart.
But now, seeing Shen Ningning's smiling face, he finally felt less upset.
