C543 Dad's Words Are Deep in My Mind

Her perky eyelashes, like butterfly wings, flickered and danced in the golden sunlight, giving her a thin shadow over her small porcelain face. Her delicate cheeks were pink, like a ripe peach, as if a pinch would cause the honey to spill out.

But who would be willing to make a pinch?

Xiangqing lowered her head and lovingly kissed the baby's forehead, "Baby